In the spring of 2018, I paused on the steep, tightly coiled stairs that lead up to the third floor of Beardsley, catching my breath. I was on my way to a class that I was more excited about than any class
The first On-Campus Journal covered my impression of the first two weeks on campus. As we near the very end of the on-campus experience, here are all of the ways that the on-campus experience is different this year than in past semesters.
I got into crafting midway through my senior year of high school, when I decided to knit a hat for the Women’s March in January 2017. While I had knitted as a little girl, it never had gone particularly well, and I
Monday, September 1, 2020: I arrive on campus at 9:50 a.m., right on time for my 10:00 a.m. testing slot. I took a red eye from Seattle and I’ve been waiting in the Philly airport since 5:00 a.m., so I am tired
At the activities fair my freshman fall, I sidled up to the tables for the dance groups on campus. One group required auditions; the other, Terpsichore, didn’t. I’ve wanted to dance ever since I was a little kid, but didn’t have many
Editors Note: This article is a part of “Swat Takes,” a curated conversation between two authors about a contentious topic. This article is in conversation with an article written by Darya Matisko entitled “What We Talk About When We Talk About Sex.”