There’s something scary about the pronoun “I.” When we’re first taught to write essays, we’re told to avoid this word like the plague. “I” is by turns informal and inappropriate, both unworthy of the form and too intimate in its implications.
It’s not here to give out grades, to set learning objectives or to change people. It doesn’t teach about alcoholism or how to balance a checkbook. It’s here to save souls or proselytize. The Prison Creative Arts Project goes into prisons around Michigan to bring joy.
First, a confession: I’m jealous of people with synesthesia, and I always have been.
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Ah yes, jealousy of an inborn neurological phenomenon. All the great love stories in the world have spawned from it, right?
Being a senior in college just means you’re academically eligible to not take classes anymore and be given a piece of paper that says you’re somewhat qualified to work in some capacity in the professional world. I made it to that point in three years, others may take five or even more.
While editing articles for The Michigan Daily, I’ll often question why a rule exists. For example, I might wonder why we don’t use the Oxford comma or why “percent” is spelled out. While these little rules are aggravating at times, I’ll always move on and continue editing the article.
Covering the Presidential election is a whirlwind of security, press passes and speeches. The focus is on the politician speaking; flashy signs in the background, and an enthusiastic audience in the foreground.
"The last time I felt most proud would probably be about a month ago, when a patient that I was working with in the hospital for over a month, stood up and walked for the first time in 3 years. I was so proud of my patient for having the courage to get up and walk again.
I was on my older sister’s apartment’s red couch in my pajamas when I received an email from Liz Goll Lerner, a licensed professional counselor and licensed clinical art therapist in private practice based in Washington D.C., that read, “I know this is short notice but I had some cancelati
In my first column, I was a little condescending toward the broadcast networks and their new offerings for the season. For most of the offerings, I feel like they’re generic attempts to modulate overused formulas.