“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…