The first thing my mother told me when I woke up at home in Miami on Saturday morning, Nov. 26 was, “Fidel Castro died!” as smiles broke across both of our faces. “No way!” I cheered, sitting up in bed. The man who tore my…
First-years will receive their first evaluations in the coming weeks, and although they may have experienced New College's unique grading system by seeing little paragraphs stapled to exams rather than a letter or number at the top of the page, the evaluation system not only…
My grandfather was a survivor of the Holocaust from Hungary. He passed before I was born, but my mother told me stories when I was young about his experiences. Terror, unfathomable loss and the destruction of many lives forever. That is what people laugh at…
