As a freshman, full of youthful fire and idealism, I joined the Humanitarian Challenges Focus program, traditionally an activist boot camp.
On Wednesday, Nov. 3, 2004, there were a lot of distracted and unhappy people on this campus. The night before, we had found out that President George W. Bush would be returned to the White House...
Whatever the Romans might have thought, your alma mater is not your mother. Although private universities in particular have broad range to act "in loco parentis," they are not your parents. And I,...
The single most important reason that I came to Duke was to be able to study both mathematics and literature. In most of the world, I wouldn't be allowed to.
Before attending Duke, I spent 12 years in French government-run schools, whose unofficial goal is to turn a child into the kind of bureaucrat that has made French government what it is.
I am a very deep sleeper. Two years ago, I slept through the Death Cab for Cutie concert in Cameron despite the fact that, awake, I found the noise levels painful.
On Monday night, I had chicken for dinner. I did not have a chicken sandwich, nor a chicken wrap or a Chicken McNugget, nor even a chicken quesadilla or burrito.
I was recently given a powerful reminder of the importance of honor in the form of a foam cow. Gazing upon its white body with black spots, on which the words "got honor?" had been branded, I was...
Hidden between the platitudes we have come to expect from commentators on campus culture (sex and alcohol, oh my!), there was a brief moment of genius in the Campus Culture Initiative report.
I am a math and literature double major, with a minor in Chinese. I don't think my education lacks breadth. But this isn't the story told by curricular codes. They have become the bane of my...
