R’Perspective: the trials and tribulations of finals week
Finals week is like a seven-day marathon filled with mental and physical challenges. It’s the ultimate test of how much caffeine your body can...
R’Perspective: Why your voice matters in 2024
This year, I’m preparing to vote in my first general election, and it’s exciting knowing just how important my vote will be. Casting my...
R’Perspective: Agency at the ballot box
Growing up as a Palestinian Muslim woman in post 9/11 America, I have only ever known of a government that is unkind to my...
R’Perspective: Embracing my Mexican American identity as a mixed-raced person
As Hispanic Heritage Month comes to an end, I’ve reflected on what this month of celebration of Latine history and culture means to me...
R’Perspective: The underappreciation and rediscovery of Hispanic Heritage Month
Hispanic Heritage Month, established in 1968 by President Lyndon B. Johnson, was created to honor the contributions and civil rights struggles of Hispanic American...
R’Perspective: Back to school, but everything feels different
Coming back to school after summer break is always a waking nightmare, especially as I enter my final year of undergrad. Watching freshmen move...
R’Perspective: Navigating my freshman year in the wake of a pandemic
I didn’t expect much from my first year at college. Virtual freshmen orientation was enough of a deterrent, removing the clichéd first day I...
R’Perspective: Thank you to Harrison Butker for reminding us graduates just how bleak it...
In a speech at Benedictine College, a private Catholic liberal arts college, Kansas City Chiefs kicker Harrison Butker made a host of offensive remarks...
R’Perspective: While I wait for the love of my life, I always have myself
In February, I am starved for love. I wait for “Good morning” texts and desperate “I love yous.” I re-watched “When Harry Met Sally”...
R’Perspective: Reading Grandma’s cards won’t be as difficult for Generation Alpha
My grandmother sends me a “Happy Birthday” card with the typical well-wishes and a $20 tucked inside every year. As a child, I remember...