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(09/04/00 4:00am)
FOR SOME reason, it's really awkward to
pass another Indian-American person on the street. This phenomenon isn't particular to this campus, or even to my ethnicity. It's just the very unspoken, slightly uncomfortable understanding that you're the same race as someone and don't know what to make of that. Generally, the options are to be mature and smile, or avoid eye contact and pretend you don't see each other.
(07/24/00 4:00am)
VIVID. That's how I would describe my first year at the University. Each memory is so clear and poignant that listening to a certain song or thinking of a certain moment takes me right back. I remember how hot it was on move-in day and how cold it was the day I left for winter break. I remember going to the homecoming football game stubbornly wearing an orange t-shirt instead of a dress and not regretting it one bit. I remember feeling like a nerd when I sat on my bed Thursday nights studying for weekly Hindi 101 quizzes while my roommate would go out on dates. I remember lying outside between morning classes and listening to music on my headphones in the sun. I remember going to my first party and understanding that a big state school really is where you can have the best time at college.
(04/25/00 4:00am)
THE WORLD Bank/IMF protest might have shut down D.C., but on campus the news blew by. As I polled people for Views Around Grounds last week, I asked many University students this question: "Would you participate in a World Bank/IMF student walkout?" Most responses went something like this: "I've heard about the protests in D.C., but I don't understand the issue at all. I just avoid reading about it because it's too complicated."
(04/18/00 4:00am)
AS A HIGH school junior, I remember obediently plucking college guides off the bookshelf at Barnes and Nobles when spring rolled around. Most guides would tumble from ridiculous shelf-top heights and the giant books cataloguing all 3,000 universities in America would hit me square on the head. After a while, I began gauging how useful the books were by the bumps they left me with, and would discard any books that hit me too hard. When the Princeton Review: The Best 331 Colleges fell on my head, it did not instantly leave me dizzy and confused. Instead, upon reading it later, its description of the mysterious University of Virginia did.
(04/11/00 4:00am)
THE BOY was not allowed to talk, so he handed me a slip of paper.
(04/04/00 4:00am)
THE DANCERS filed onto the stage smoothly. The boys were dressed in warm-up pants and basketball shoes and the girls were dressed in coordinated pastel tank tops and black dance pants. Although they bounced to American hip-hop music and wore Western attire, there was no mistaking that this ensemble was performing at the Asian Pacific American Heritage Month Opening Ceremony. That's because, unfortunately, almost all the people in the audience were Asian. Does this imply the cultural cliquishness that appears on the surface or a deeper underlying problem? It seems to be the latter.
(03/28/00 5:00am)
THE FIVE-YEAR-OLDS in the Japanese classroom lean forward alertly as their teacher barks out multiplication tables. In the back of the room, one little boy pretends to yell out answers with the rest of the kids but does not actually know them since he just played outside yesterday and didn't study. When the teacher finds this out, she shakes her head sternly and assigns him 10 pages of extra long division homework to make up for his laziness. The little boy starts to cry.
(03/07/00 5:00am)
I'D HEARD the rumors about kids who had gone into the Student Health Center and had come out sicker.
(03/01/00 5:00am)
RICHMOND - The musty odor of sneakers in an elementary school gymnasium poll site. A whiff of cologne from a sharply dressed advisor at Texas Gov. and Republican presidential candidate George W. Bush's victory party. The pungent aroma of stamp adhesive at Bush's campaign headquarters. The smell of victory. These were the scents that perfumed Richmond today as Bush swept the Virginia primary. But despite what his campaigners may say about his shrewd politicking, it wasn't what Bush did right today that won him the Commonwealth. It was what Arizona Sen. John McCain did wrong.
(02/22/00 5:00am)
IT'S SUNDAY at 2 a.m. After shakin' your moneymaker for hours at a party, you find yourself standing outside the venue as abruptly as Cinderella at midnight. The haze around the festivity clears as you slowly take off your beer goggles. You notice the music is missing, the crowds are dissipating and the attractive new person you met on the dance floor isn't so attractive anymore. You also notice that your stomach is grumbling louder than an old man who can't find his dentures. You assemble your group of friends, which happens to be transportation-deficient since you realized it's a bad idea to drink and drive to parties. You set out to find a place to walk to get your grub on. Then suddenly, you realize that littlejohn's, with its line of patrons stretching back to your house, is the only place open at this hour. The University should offer a late-night dining service to its students.
(02/15/00 5:00am)
LONG AGO, a University admissions officer decided that some trees, some buildings and some kids pretty much can sum up the college experience. The Web page of this Friday's diversity symposium, called "Charting Diversity: Commitment, Honor, Challenge," fits this mold neatly, featuring the generic snapshots of autumn trees, the Rotunda and a multiracial group of students happily debating in the sun.
(02/08/00 5:00am)
WHEN STEVEN Spielberg's nephew told Paul VI High School in Northern Virginia he was interested in matriculating, they were delighted. The principal personally showed the freshman Jonathan Taylor Spielberg around, let him park his snazzy blue BMW coupe in his own spot and turned the other cheek when Spielberg didn't attend class for weeks at a time. Spielberg promptly sent his transcript from the Beverly Hills Private School for Actors. At Paul VI, he would hand out $10 to classmates, drop names like Tyra Banks, and began dating a sophomore.
(02/02/00 5:00am)
I KNOW how cold you are. I've seen you out there with your galoshes and gloves, scarves and stiff red faces. I've seen you curse the ice that drags you to the ground in a slippery heap. I've seen you outside bracing any minimally exposed skin against the sharp winds that drive through the Arctic air.
(02/02/00 5:00am)
Yes, it was cold in Baltimore that night. But for the thousands of wrestling fans packed into the Baltimore Arena for the World Wrestling Federation's "Smackdown!", there was plenty of heat, thanks to what The Roooooooooccckkkkkk was cooking.
(12/08/99 5:00am)
HOLIDAYS in kindergarten were great. They were sponsored by the colors red and green and by the numbers 2 and 5. December was all about making popsicle stick and glitter tree ornaments, exchanging gifts and being blatantly ecstatic that Christmas was approaching whether you celebrated it or not because, hey, Santa was coming to your classroom and you were getting a new coloring book.
(12/03/99 5:00am)
Contrary to what you might expect from a cyber cafe, there's no bleeping space-age music or silver and chrome furniture at www.caffe in the Rio Hill Shopping Center. Nor are there apron-wearing robot waiters and self-sustaining coffee makers that pour beans into grinders themselves, Jetsons-style.
(12/01/99 5:00am)
THIS THANKSGIVING, I spent some time with my friend Emily, who is a freshman at Harvard. Looking through Emily's pictures of new college friends, they seemed to be regular kids. But each of them must have stood out in some way - something on their college application made the admissions officers' eyes light up.
(11/17/99 5:00am)
"I am hard working, responsible and dedicated ... "
(11/03/99 5:00am)
RICHMOND -- The chandeliers were sparkling, the liquor was flowing, and the room was filled with enough suits to clothe an entire law firm. But in addition to this swanky and typically conservative scenario, last night's Republican victory party at the Marriott Hotel in Richmond had quite a festive air about it.
(11/02/99 5:00am)
This Halloween weekend marked the opening of a new Wes Craven movie. But it doesn't feature shrieking sorority girls running away from a ghoulish murderer, and neither the Swamp Thing nor Freddie Krueger makes an appearance. Taking their place is Meryl Streep, and without any makeup, she probably scares more children, too.