“Peux-j’aller à… el baño? No… Me Permite ir…à la toilette? No…” My head spun, my bladder throbbed and my voice stuttered in some incomprehensible, newly invented language. Regretting all the water I drank at morning swim practice, I attempted to separate the French and Spanish…
Ever since middle school, I have envisioned my college experience on a small, New England campus, with an abundance of trees, grand Gothic architecture, and intimate classes allowing for a constant dialogue. However, as I began my college search in high school, those New England…
I still can’t believe that when faced with the certainty of a punch in the stomach from a two hundred-pound black belt, I found myself thinking, “I hope he hits me hard.” This may seem a little surprising — masochistic, even — but it was…
In September 2015, I found myself in what was, for me, an unprecedented situation: the boys in my Computer Science class outnumbered the girls. The difference was not a significant one – six boys to four girls – but consider this. Of the 180 students…