#  Graduate Profile: Chloë Arizona Fodor, MTS '25  

 



GRADUATE PROFILE

### Chloë Arizona Fodor, MTS '25 

 

“I hope to be remembered by my honesty in just how much I do not know, my passion for the people I love, and for living these two years as fully myself as humanly possible.”



 



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### Memorable Moment 

This year I had the honor of co-hosting the Jews for Liberation Noon Service with my beautiful friends (who happen to be amazing Jewish leaders). I do not consider myself a natural public speaker, but I signed up to introduce our group to the rest of the HDS community. I remember shakily looking up from my written script and seeing so many people that I love and admire sprawled out in the grass, gazing up at me…professors, my boss, close friends, classmates that I haven’t spoken to since orientation week. I was deeply moved by people’s willingness to show up and listen, even as we spoke about an experience that they had never touched themselves. It made my soul squeeze.

A close second—as far as memories go—was during the first week of classes, the first semester of my first year. I was chatting with someone in the hallway when they called to (my now friend) Ivy, who was walking by us. “How was your class?” they asked. “It was glittering!” she replied. I have dedicated myself to noticing the “glittering” things ever since.

### Message of Thanks 

There is no other way to begin this litany of thanks than with my family. Someone asked me recently if I ever suffer from imposter syndrome. I told them, “Not often.” My Papaí is singularly to thank for that. His mischievous humor and ambition have worn off on me, and I wear it as armor daily.

My Mamaí I have to thank for being my first teacher. She homeschooled me, a decision that gave me the precious gift of being weird and the even more precious gift of not being aware that I was weird. She let me be curious and intense without any sense of awkwardness around it, and I’ve done my best to love and nurture these qualities that she gave me.

My grandparents I thank for showing me what it means to love courageously. To my siblings, Vera and Lucca, thank you for keeping me humble. Just kidding, eff-y’all, I’m graduating Harvard.

I have to thank all the other people who showed me that life is glittering. My best friends from home, who probably know more about my life at HDS than I do at this point. My friends at Harvard, who taught me what dignity and courage looks like in the gritty day-to-day work of showing up for one another.

My colleagues and mentors at the Office of Religion and Public Life, who continue to support our community not only intellectually but materially, and who are exemplars of what moral courage actually looks like. I have never met more bravehearted, kindhearted people in academia.

My classmates, who laughed with me and not at me when I asked absurd questions, and who reminded me that my sacred texts are strong and expansive enough to hold my questions.

Thank you all, endlessly.

### What I Hope to Be Remembered By 

I hope to be remembered by my honesty in just how much I do not know, my passion for the people I love, and for living these two years as fully myself as humanly possible.



 



 

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