I usually don’t like telling people at Swarthmore where I’m from. This is because I can inevitably predict what they’re going to say when I tell them that I’m from Hawaii, which usually falls along the lines of “Oh, how lovely! My
Based on a true story, but with some added dramatization. Please, for the love of whatever is up there, do not take this seriously. We begin our story on a late Friday night (late, being around 9 p.m., so maybe not that
By now, many students and faculty have chosen to risk attending class with visible symptoms of illness despite the strongly-worded guidance of our college’s administration and the concerns of other students. But have you ever considered why a student would choose to
I honestly didn’t know what I was getting myself into when I decided to attend a showing of the Frontera Project here at Swarthmore. From what I could gather from the posters printed across campus, the Frontera Project was an interactive theatrical
Somehow, in just the first three weeks of this Fall semester, I managed both to forget to turn in a part of my musicianship homework and to try to analyze a poem that was frankly way too big to handle. So much
Apparently, one of Swarthmore’s solutions to the residential overcrowding crisis was to put nine people into Kyle House, a dorm that has been offline for two and a half years due to the construction of Singer Hall. It also does not have
Let’s get one thing out of the way: media autism is an oversimplified version of real autism. Why am I talking about this? Seeing as April, aka Autism Awareness month, is coming to a close, it’s important to advocate for better autism
Hello again. So, this is the second installment of this column, which turned out to be a lot longer than what I expected it to be. Whoops. In my last article I said that eventually I’ll get around to talking about the
As I looked at social media pages showcasing Swarthmore’s latest acceptances, I noticed some future Swatties who are coming to Swat from the same place that I did: somewhere in a tropical climate thousands of miles away from campus. I watched as
A basic introduction to myself: My name is Rodessa (Dessa) Caguioa and, since middle school, I’ve had a fascination with tropes. I’m talking about the clichés you see in the media such as damsels in distress, the sick person, Chekhov’s gun —