If we are better than this, then how come no one in the group outside the Plaza responded to their friend's racist remarks of "Ching, chong, chang" as my friend and I walked by, minding our own...
Are my brown eyes not good enough? I can't look at the movie poster for the upcoming Dec. 23 release of Memoirs of a Geisha without resentment.
While I'm sometimes peeved that the shortest distance between two points on this campus is always under construction, I know I benefit from every new facility once the construction is done.
The Black Student Alliance's protest against William Bennett's statement still lingers in my mind, despite the incident occurring a couple of weeks ago.
I'd like to think I am more than a piece of paper, but any glance at a job or summer internship application tells me I'm not.
On March 19, 2003, the day that President Bush declared war in Iraq, I was en route to Rome, Italy, accompanied by 36 classmates and my beloved high school Latin teacher, Mr.
The biggest event that takes place in the Kubagawa household in August is neither my parents' anniversary nor my brother's birthday; it is the purchase of U.S.
There was a time when gasoline was cheaper than bottled water, when friends were neither “poked” nor “confirmed,” and when the only bell that mattered was the Victory Bell...
I would never expect to learn so much from eighth graders. Duke professors, yes. Duke students, of course. But from scrawny, gossiping pre-teens?.
My four-year-old life consisted of watching Sesame Street every day after preschool, playing with my extensive Fisher-Price toy collection and taking trips to Japan, Disney World and the beach.
