DEAR MOM and Dad, The day you brought me to college was one of the most frightening days of my life.
FOR THE PAST four summers I've worked at the Kiddie Country Day Care Center in Burke, Virginia. We've drawn treehouses, gone on treasure hunts, played Game Boy Advance video games, created amusement park brochures and played some of the most epic hide-and-go-seek games ever.
ALTHOUGH I'm graduating from the University, I've only been here for three years. I transferred from New York University after my first year to a school where I never thought I would end up.
IN HIS first published novel, unknown author Larry Baker gave aspiring writers like myself advice on how to write a good novel.
SUMMING up my experiences and feelings about the University has proved difficult as I have reflected these past few weeks.
WHEN YOU read this, I will be within hours of becoming a college graduate. I probably will be having the same shiver down my spine I just got writing those words.
ON WEDNESDAY, you may have been assaulted on your way to class with facts about the "evil occupier" Israel or a model of an Israeli checkpoint.
IT'S THE classic love story. Boy meets girl, they flirt and get to know each other, they start to date, and then after a while they break up.
THE BUSH administration is considering barring some foreign students from certain academic fields that teach skills necessary for the application and development of weapons of mass destruction.
SUMMER heralds the coming of many things to the University. Among them are warm weather, later sunsets, tube tops, miniskirts and halters.
IT IS CERTAIN that the University reeks of a conformist, preppy culture. This culture will be reaffirmed this Saturday when patrons of the Foxfield Races finally will show off their new spring dress or add another liquor stain to their blue and orange tie. Recent changes in the composition of the University call into question the traditions established by its all white male older alumni.
THERE IS little doubt of the value of research: It furthers our understanding of the world and the contexts in which we live.
THE UNIVERSITY of Virginia is arguably the best public institution in the United States. Consistently ranked within the top tier of all public schools by various reports each year, the University is widely known for its outstanding academic programs.
IT WAS the end of my first year, second semester. I left the wilderness of Fitzhugh dorm, my backpack weighed down with textbooks.
POLITICIANS have always had a love-hate relationship with American college students. They love using us as interns, yet they also distrust colleges as hotbeds of dissension, and many conservatives see them as responsible for moral breakdown.
THIRTY-TWO years and two days ago, the first Earth Day kicked off amid gloomy outlooks on the future of the planet.
THERE are hints that something is brewing in Europe. Semblances of a frightening future of prejudice have recently begun to emerge.
IN DUBLIN on Jan. 28, Maeve and Brendan were sitting down to breakfast and The Irish Times. "Look at this, Maeve," said Brendan.
THESE DAYS, racism is not as blatant as it once was. Gone are the days when a person could call someone a chink without being looked down upon, or make fun of slanted eyes without looking ignorant.
YES, SIREE, America has gone a prospectin'. This is no California gold rush of 1849, folks. We're talking about black gold - the stuff Western dreams are made of.
