Despite being a common identity, the idea of what makes a person an athlete is nebulous. One could argue it has to do with competition, others could say the goals and others might claim it’s the team...
After a few moments of relaxed banter, all of my interviews start the same way:
"Thanks so much for offering to chat with me about this topic. To kick things off, how would you like to...
At a school of Whitman’s size, certain notable characters are bound to surface. It’s not difficult to gain some name recognition or spark brief campus-wide conversation. What happens, though, to...
If I’m being honest, I still don’t exactly know what college is supposed to look like – is it my childhood bedroom? Awkward half-Zoom, half-real classrooms? I’m pretty sure that this is a sentiment...
When I first saw the TED talk by Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie titled “The Danger of a Single Story,” it occurred to me how little I pay attention to my perspective in everyday life and simultaneously how...
At Whitman, and in academic or professional spaces more broadly, we are often asked to prioritize analytical and objective modes of thinking. We cite our sources, engage with texts and read studies about...
Sitting in a classroom, I can almost guarantee that at least one person there will have some brightly emblazoned logo on their water bottle, computer or backpack, maybe with the words ‘Patagonia,’...
Whitman’s annual Women in Leadership Symposium will take on an expanded form this year. Centered around the theme “Identity and Leadership” the event will include a networking lunch and the opportunity...
Many are familiar with “Hope,” the image of Barack Obama created by Shepard Fairey for Obama’s first inauguration in 2009. In preparation for Donald Trump’s inauguration, Fairey partnered with...
Stories matter.
This is hardly a controversial statement. Here at Whitman College, media organizations like The Pioneer and quarterlife, among others, are founded upon the idea that stories and journalism...
Growing up I have always been identified - and truthfully, often have identified myself - as Cuban. I am one half Cuban from my dad's side, and from that half I inherited my outward appearance: olive skin, almond-shaped eyes, thick eyebrows, "Latina curves," loads of leg hair. I am also one half Western European. Start in Germany and move west and I've got a drop of blood from practically all of those countries, the largest from Denmark. My "Latina look," however, put me in an Hispanic corner that I was not ashamed of but was also not 100 percent comfortable with.
