Michigan in Color

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NOSELL

When my mother emphatically woke me up at 1 a.m. and claimed that I might die from a pulmonary embolism, I didn’t know how to react. Moreover, I didn’t know what I could do.

Grandma's recipe

I inherited my big nose from my grandfather and my asthma from my dad. My love of dance from my mom and sweet tooth from my dad. My paati (grandma) loves cooking. She cooks with a sixth sense — heart.

NOSELL

I know of a place where if I take a deep breath through my nose, it is sharp and crisp and old. The air tastes crinkly. Old stories whisper around me, beckoning me to come closer. As I shed tears, the ground around me bleeds and I am in an ocean of my own musings.

NOSELL

To put it lightly, this presidential election has been dividing. Dividing the country, dividing beliefs, dividing families. 

 

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The format for classes during COVID has been somewhat of a hit-or-miss situation. Having to stare at your professor through a screen for 50 minutes is difficult, both because of the lack of opportunity to ask questions and the lack of face-to-face interaction.

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My friend Grace was the first person to ever make me a playlist. She sent me a painstakingly crafted 16 track ensemble full of SZA, Kendrick Lamar, Outkast, Amy Winehouse and Ariana Grande among others.

Reveal day

I am a sorority girl, but not in the way they are typically portrayed: skinny, blonde and white. I am none of those, yet I am still in a sorority.

NOSELL

On Nov. 20, the president-elect of the United States asked the American people for spare change.

 

NOSELL

This past Thanksgiving break, I sat down to watch the critically acclaimed “Wolf of Wall Street”, dubbed one of the best movies of all time. Being my first year in the business school, this film seemed to be a prerequisite for the unofficial BBA checklist.

NOSELL

We’re doing the most. Even in the midst of a deadly global pandemic and turbulent civil unrest, we are still doing the most … if not more than we were doing before any of this started.