Maybe: Love in the Time of COVID-19
“I keep thinking of students who are in love…” Dan Chiasson reflects on college students’ pain during the time of COVID-19 in his article in The New Yorker, “The Coronavirus and the Ruptured Narrative of Campus Life.” For a few paragraphs, he mourns for those students who are in love, whether with “a subject, or an author, or a form of attention or concentration,” or another person. He mentions the loss of physical contact in a loving interpersonal relationship and the loss of the home that a campus can be.
Opportunities to Learn and Grow
“Learn and grow” - my overarching goal coming to school. I would like to share a few ways that I have been learning and growing at Westmont.
As a second-semester junior, I’ve been reflecting on my time at Westmont. Recently, I’ve contemplated the strange phenomenon in which the first-years seem to get younger and younger every year (that’s how it works, right?). That made me think of how I viewed upperclass students as a first-year and how that view has changed since becoming one myself. I would like to provide a few explanations for some of the odd behaviors you may observe in upperclass students on campus.
Odd Behavior: Lurking suspiciously around campus events while holding tupperware.
Joy to Our World
Joy to the world
The Lord is come
So begins one of the most famous Christmas carols of all time. But what does it mean when we talk about Christmas as a time for joy?
As the semester has progressed, I’ve sensed a bit of Gloom around campus that combines academic stress, exhaustion and homesickness. While I’m certainly not immune to Gloom, I draw on my college experience to propose an antidote: joy.
Where Gratitude Leaves Us
We use the word “gratefulness” during the fall as Thanksgiving approaches. We remember the things we’re grateful for. And yet, I find it challenging to take a stance of gratitude during times of stress or emotional pain. I believe that the more vulnerable we become about how we’re feeling, the more we’re able to internalise our mental state.
Space to Breathe: The Value of Rest
It’s that time of year again: the energy in the DC is a bit lacking; the STEM majors wander around campus with huge textbooks and stressed facial expressions; and the most common response to “How are you?” changes from “good” to “tired.” It is, in the words of one of my friends, “Midterm Madness.”