Max Zonana
Max Zonana is a high schooler writing as part of The Stanford Daily's Summer Journalism Workshop.

Quarantine reading has restored my belief in humanity

I had always been the type of reader who reads for class and maybe about 10 pages of a book right before bed. Some weekend mornings, my grandpa would read to me to encourage me to read more myself — but besides that, I just didn’t engage with books very much. Yet, even though my grandpa's and my tradition began in elementary school, we have still never stopped.

Stanford Athletics expresses solidarity with Black student-athletes amidst protests

The murders of Ahmaud Arbery, George Floyd and Breonna Taylor sparked Black Lives Matter protests and a nationwide conversation on systemic racism and police violence that began in the spring and persisted in the months after. Inside Stanford Athletics, teams collaborated on solidarity statements, started conversations on diversity and inclusion in college sports, and worked to make space that could elevate Black athletes’ voices.

Spasm Cuts: not all booked but all chaos

In light of hundreds of people protesting quarantine and complaining about their hair gone crazy, barbershops and salons opened in Santa Clara on Monday. Everyone flooded the barbershops with appointments, especially since Gavin Newsom is having the shops shut down again on Wednesday. The desperate population swarmed popular shops, leaving people to turn to Spasms Cuts, where all barbers, including manager Max Medona, are living with Cerebral Palsy.

Disabled, but still white

When I used to visit my grandparents’ house, we walked once a day to Trader Joes in casual clothes to get bananas and maybe another small item. With the community of Santa Barbara as the backdrop, the coastal weather provides for lovely walks in the sunshine under the palm trees as we weave through the neighborhood to get to the commercial street — Calle Real — where Trader Joes is. A faint smell of burgers from restaurants teases us as we walk. My cousins can zip along on their scooters in front of us, and no one worries about them as long as someone crosses the street with them. We talk, debate or laugh about any topic we want without feeling judged. The whole experience is freeing and helps us deepen our bond with one another.
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