He shifted uncomfortably on the hospital bed as we walked in. His eyes avoided ours. The doctor told us they were reconstructing his leg. I tried not to stare at the hospital blanket, wondering what lay underneath. The rest of my travel group peppered his mother with questions. Since arriving in Israel had they heard any news about their hometown, their community? Was it safe to return? Were her other children and her husband alive? She didn’t have answers. The doctor explained to us that as Syrian refugees, while the boy and his mother are receiving care in the Israeli hospital, they are not allowed to leave their hospital room or receive news from outside for their own safety and security. Continue reading “Collier’s Hope for the Syrians”
I don’t like politics.
No, seriously, I don’t like politics! I mean, yes, I live just outside of Washington, DC. I worked in Congress this summer. Everything I learn in class seems to relate to political theory. All my close friends and I do is discuss politics and political theory in our free time. But I swear I don’t – oh who am I kidding? Continue reading “Miss Congeniality? Meet Miss Polycentricity.”
The first day of class is always nerve-racking. You can typically tell within the first few minutes how the rest of the semester will go. If the professor cracks some jokes, hands out the syllabus, and lets you out early, then you’ll probably be in for a good next few months. Other times, your worst fears come true when the professor hands out the syllabus and then proceeds to lecture for the remaining two and a half hours. Continue reading “Do We Talk So Good or Sowell?”
My friends are the worst! This past Memorial Day weekend, my three roommates decided to treat themselves to a trip to Founding Farmers and indulge in some dessert. Their decision was fairly spontaneous, which meant I already had previous plans. Determined to make me regret my choice, throughout the afternoon they sent me picture after picture of their desserts. Continue reading “Cake, To-Go Boxes, and Diminishing Marginal Returns”
I remember my first car accident vividly. I was making a left hand turn out of the parking lot and didn’t come to a complete stop. I was already turning when I saw the blue F-150 driving straight towards me. I stepped on my brakes. Too late. My body jolted forward as the F-150 hit my little black car. Sitting in the front seat, I tried to contain the rising panic, my hands shaking. What would my parents think? If only I had waited just half a second longer…
Last year, when I was in the horrible, awful process of moving, I had an assortment of unwanted textbooks, clothes, and furniture that combined was worth over $1,000. I faced two options. I could take pictures of all my items and upload them to eBay or Craiglist or even Facebook Marketplace to sell them for what they were worth. Or I could sell my textbooks to my friend who was taking the same class in the fall at a heavily discounted rate. My pockets would not be as full, but I would be helping out a fellow classmate. Faced with these two options, I texted my friend and sold my textbooks to her. Combined with a couple other sales, I walked away from my unwanted things for a grand total of little more than $200. Continue reading “What I Didn’t Know About Adam Smith”
Team USA didn’t win gold medals at the Olympics. Team USA didn’t participate in figure skating, luge, curling, or half pipe. Before you stop reading, let me explain.
Chloe Kim, a snowboarder from California, won gold in the half pipe through her dedication, hard work, and talent. She also won us over with her Twitter feed. The Shibutani twins competed in ice dancing and won bronze for their stellar choreography and coordination. All of the athletes earned a spot to compete under one flag and to win rare, circular stones on a string through their dedication and action.