If you haven’t heard, let me be the first to tell you: Massachusetts has its first confirmed case of the new coronavirus. Also, as of…
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The recent increase in social media use among young adults has sparked the concern of many people, including alternative pop band, Echosmith. Back in September,…
Lately, I have been thinking extensively about what it means to be bicultural, both within the current sociopolitical climate, as well as at Smith in…
When I was first applying for colleges as a high school senior, I had no clue what I wanted to major in or what career…
Family weekend has just passed. Besides engaging in pumpkin carving, cider pressing, and attending Montage, you may also have taken your family member to the campus center and spent some time together there. At the CC, you can buy a steaming hot latte from the café, and then walk down the stairs to the bookstore.
Lately, I have been contemplating the various ways in which we understand democracy and what it might entail, particularly with respect to the turbulent political…
That most spooky time of year is upon us once again. The chill of autumn air brings about a wave of ghost stories.
Recently we saw the global climate strikes, organized by youth climate activists around the world. Among them is Greta Thunberg, a 16-year-old Swedish activist. Greta…
When I first considered transferring to Smith during my freshman year, I was intrigued by the possibility of attending a small liberal arts college. I was deeply unhappy and unfulfilled at St. John’s University, a large Catholic university close to my home in New York City. There was no strong sense of community or engagement on campus, and the school felt like the wrong fit. In high school, I struggled to fit in among high-achieving peers who aimed to attend schools like Smith. My self-esteem was low, and I wondered whether I should even bother going to college. I decided to attend St. John’s because it seemed like the most realistic option and I didn’t know what else to do. When I arrived on campus, I realized why my peers had cared so much about finding the right fit. Everything began to click: college is a formative, once-in-a-lifetime experience. I wasn’t actually living during my time at St. John’s. I was just surviving from day to day and racking up credits.
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