What I know now is that life isn’t waiting to be lived at the end of quarantine or when I start working or when I have a family of my own or when I retire. As I have come to realize, what’s holy is what’s right in front of me, writes Robert Castaneros.
During my junior year of high school, I took a class called Catholic Justice and Morality. One of our first assignments for the class was a little macabre: We had to write a eulogy for ourselves.
Following its debut in 2017, the mismanaged music festival faced great public scrutiny.
The cuts come after the ASSU reduced the Undergraduate Student Activities fee from $174 to $100, an approximately 40% decrease. The fee, charged to all undergraduate students, funds ASSU annual grants for the 650 VSOs registered with the Office of Student Engagement.
Dancing feet on carpet flooring. Live concerts for an invisible audience. Images, words, old memories — prompted by introspection — unloaded onto a canvas, a page. This is the “new normal” for student-artists amid the COVID-19 pandemic: with limited access to resources like rehearsal spaces and art supplies, visual and performing artists are finding innovative ways to make and share their art.
SATIRE: “I admit, intersectionality is an important thing, and I haven’t really done it in high school. But protesting in intersections is important work, even if there’s a risk of getting hit by a car.”
We have to do a thorough accounting of institutions of power and hold them accountable.
Schools should be sensibly pessimistic: they should expect the worst from this pandemic and plan accordingly.