I flip through the book, page after page. The coarse, off-white paper lightly scratches the pads of my fingertips. The earthy smell of the ink wafts up to my nose. As my eyes scan the words, I imagine the scene folding out in front of me. There’s something…
Ring! Ring! Ring! As fast as I could, I raced my way across the soccer field to be the first in line for my fifth grade class before the teacher led us back into the dull, eraser-scented, fluorescently lit classroom. As I swayed from side to side, waiting…
When coming from a high school that doesn’t have many cultural clubs for minorities, it can make finding a place in college very nerve wracking for many students. It’s a new environment filled with thousands of people you don’t know. Many want to find groups like themselves not…