Articles tagged: Carrying On
This process of self-shaming and hiding ate at me—until I began to identify as disabled.
"In February, I accepted the Tombs’ annual challenge for seniors. On every one of the last 99 days of senior year, I planned to descend into the Tombs and hand the bartender my ID as proof of my attendance. I found the cheapest items on the menu and set aside enough money for all the checks. If you make it, they’ll put your name on a plaque, and how can you put a dollar value on that?"
Liberals, myself included, are in a well-documented crisis. Friction between progressives dominates my news feed more than arguments across ideologies. Divides have opened between focus on identity politics and economics,... Read more
Sometimes I run to think through a problem, but this is not one of those days. I’m at Yates, running on the treadmill because my left knee is too messed... Read more
I have a picture on my desk from 2006. It shows me in Seattle over spring break visiting my aunt, uncle, and cousins. It is the first time I can remember being... Read more
Tabling for three hours for the undergraduate Japanese club at the student activities fair a few weekends ago made me realize why diversity education is so important to the studies... Read more
This is a strange time in American politics to come of age. But before we get into that, here’s a little about me: I’m from the Boston area. I’m an... Read more
Whether you are thousands of miles away from home, or a D.C. native, university life is terrifying at times. Dropped into the unknown, we often search for the familiar to... Read more