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Ohana means family

Ohana means family

Finding a community outside of MIT

December 18, 2020 | Sophia X.

I was freaking out. My whole body was shaking from a massive adrenaline rush. No, I hadn’t just seen the data that would complete my thesis work. I had just been hit by a car. Honestly, it was more of a “love tap” and I was okay, but there was real contact by a real […]

Volunteering in a home away from home

Volunteering in a home away from home

Is it possible to volunteer while studying at MIT?

December 10, 2020 | Mariel G.-M.

When I was accepted to the Comparative Media Studies Master’s program at MIT, I had spent the previous five years working on technology for social justice nonprofits in Mexico. This work exposed me to and involved me in hundreds of projects with all sorts of collectives and organizations, and it showed me that my very […]

A stroke of luck?

A stroke of luck?

Hospitalization during a pandemic

December 4, 2020 | Charlotte L.

Back in April, I wrote about how running has remained an important form of stress relief to me during the pandemic, despite the loss of the usual social runs and goal races that motivate me to put on my shoes and get out of the house. On April 20th, I was meant to run my […]

Why I vote and why you should too

Why I vote and why you should too

Your voice matters, so make it heard

October 22, 2020 | Seamus L.

“Voting is our civic duty.” This sort of rationale can seem awfully abstract to a graduate student who has multiple class assignments due this week and is being hounded by their advisor about an impending paper deadline. Taking time out of your busy day to register, apply for an absentee ballot, research candidates, and go […]

Finding a Cambridge coffee home

Finding a Cambridge coffee home

An inner journey in pursuit of good coffee

October 13, 2020 | Jenny C.

* Writer’s Note (September 2020): Wow, how things have changed. Re-reading this piece, which as written pre-COVID, makes me feel as if I’m now in my late seventies, looking back fondly upon the simpler times of my youth. Ironically, I write this note while drinking jasmine tea, alone in my garden, which evinces of just […]