Refugees are an international population of people who have been forcibly removed from their home countries due to of war, persecutions (most commonly racial, religious, and political), and natural disaster.
The list continues, but all reasonings stem from the same motives: to flee a life of danger. To be a refugee is to be in the direst of circumstances.
The United States has been a leading nation for refugee admissions since the start of the National Refugee Resettlement program in 1980; an allegiance to the humanitarian responsibility that is deeply rooted in American politics and culture.
Each year, a maximum…
Quarantine has given me the break from “normal” life that I never knew I needed. It taught me to recognize that slowing down and re-evaluating yourself and life can at times be the most necessary component of growth and success.
In mid-march, I was on spring break when my friends and I got an email that in-person classes would be cancelled for the remainder of our senior year. Essentially, we got the last two months of college delivered in an email. …
What is capitalism?
Capitalism is a socio-political structure and economic equation in which society is determined by the free market, and without government interference. In this system, production is owned by individuals or corporations, “capitalists”, who use labor force and a means of production to produce an output that yields the greatest sum of profit, or capital.
Capitalism first emerged in the 17th century, when merchants became the connecting link between producers and consumers. They realized that buying raw materials and finished products in advance was cheaper than buying as needed. Raw materials then began to be produced through a…
This father’s day was an excuse to rekindle an old tradition. Growing up, every summer included at least one weekend of camping. My dad and I have camped in tents, cabins and RV’s in some of the most beautiful national parks across the country.
This year, in a destination that surprisingly lived up to the standards of natural beauty that our past trips have set for us, we spent the weekend in Altoona, PA.
Our highest priority when choosing the destination was a halfway point. My dad is in Stamford, Connecticut and I’m in Columbus, Ohio — Altoona it is!
I was ready to come home. I had been away and on the move for four months straight: Barcelona for three, and backpacking through Europe for the last one. I wouldn’t have wanted to cut my trip short, but when the clock struck “four months,” there is nowhere in the world I wanted to be more than my trusty couch.
I was ready to stop spending so much money on food, water in restaurants, and other material goods and activities that I struggled greatly to say “no” to. …
Four months of travel changed my mindset on pretty much everything
I was ready to come home. I had been away and on the move for four months straight: Barcelona for three, and backpacking through Europe for the last one. I wouldn’t have wanted to cut my trip short, but when the clock struck “four months,” there is nowhere in the world I wanted to be more than my couch.
I was ready to stop spending so much money on food, water in restaurants, and other objects and activities that I struggled saying “no” to. I wanted to continue to…
On a Memorial Day Weekend visit to see my mom in West Hartford, it seemed as good of a time as any to tour the Mark Twain house. There was some appeal to walking his home, but more-so I sought the secret to my success as a writer!
Much of Twain’s writing was done in his lavish Victorian Gothic style home in Hartford, Connecticut. During the time he lived here in the late 1800s, Hartford was the wealthiest city in the nation, as well as a major publishing hub — hence the residency of the Clemens family.
Clemens? That brings…
I hope I never know.
Knowing comes with all sorts of burdens.
I may resent myself for not knowing sooner.
I may be unable to handle such truths.
I may become frozen with knowledge.
I am terrified just thinking of knowing!
I hope I eventually know.
Not knowing comes with all sorts of burdens.
I may be called a buffoon.
I may grow tired of the eternal quest to know.
I may die never having known.
I am terrified just thinking of never knowing!
And the worst part of all is:
the more I know the more I realize I…
People seem to be shocked by the amount of time I spent alone during my semester abroad. I wandered the streets of Barcelona alone after class almost every day. I took a few solo weekend trips and a few hybrid trips with some combination of friends and alone time. When my program ended, I spent five days alone in Croatia before a few days in England.
I was on an American exchange program and, as far as I know, I’m the only one who took any trips alone. I discovered that traveling alone is quite common among international students, and…
I had the entire row to myself.
I sprawled out across all three seats, switched my phone to airplane mode and thought about the people I had just met on the baggage check line. For a thought I remember so vividly, it’s hard to believe it was four months ago, on my flight from New York to Barcelona.
The thought began as a means of relishing the confidence I felt walking away from those four guys on line. I’m not naturally inclined toward sparking conversation on lines with strangers, despite always wanting to talk! …
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