As a high school student, when I began my college application process, I knew I was part of a larger group. So many people around me were first-generation college students, and we often struggled together. Upon my acceptance to the University of Michigan, that large group quickly evaporated.
Like all true romances, ours was long and slow, but when it came, it was everything. Yes, I didn’t fall in love with Spanish until my senior year of high school, but now, I am planning to major in it and already looking forward to studying abroad in Buenos Aires.
When I first heard about the proposed tax increase on graduate students, I thought, “why would anyone make it harder for motivated, capable people to pursue higher education?” I work in a lab with many graduate students, and I am considering graduate school myself.
Recently, my friend told me about an encounter with a classmate of hers. Her classmate had shared that they* felt irked that a girl wanted to join an organization they were a part of because she was white, and they wanted the club to be diverse.
This month a year ago, Donald Trump was sworn in as President of these United States, and many of us were bracing for the worst. It seemed too simple — 30 seconds with his hand on a Bible, rain drizzling down on the CNN camera — for such a momentous event.
Our campus, like many college campuses across the nation, has been rocked by a number of upsetting behaviors in the preceding months. Look at any news outlet and you will quickly see that binge drinking and drug use are harming college students both on and off campus.