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I speak for the editorial board when I say we’ve enjoyed reading every piece immensely, and though we didn’t have room to print every submission we received, rest assured yours has impacted us, challenged us and made us think.

This family dynamic is hard to come by, and definitely only existed when I was a child. I like to think of it as a fond memory of my childhood and an interesting way to retain a part of my cultural heritage that would have otherwise been lost.

Antonya Gonzalez, a PhD student studying Developmental Psychology, conducted a study on reducing racial bias in children with the help of stories. Her goal was to try to change children’s perceptions of racial out groups.


Whether it’s assistance for your mental well-being, the need to contribute to the campus’s diverse community, or just the peace of mind in getting home safe, there are a number of personal support resources available to students here at UBC.


Chances are, no matter your political affiliation, someone in your life is going to say some dumb shit and you’re going to want to tell them. Here's a quick guide on the best way to call someone out (or in).

For anyone keeping up with American politics, one term has probably caught your attention — political correctness… or rather, the lack there of. Being politically correct is a general avoidance of potentially offensive language.


We walk through crowds thicker Than our skin, Molecules of all tones and textures, 99 point 9 percent the same. The lull in our voices, Estranged ears bridging Paths across oceans and seas, Gifting new alphabets to our neighbours.


Like many kids of immigrants, I have two names: my name in Chinese is ??, which if read aloud, sounds suspiciously like my English name, Helen. I'm not sure which one my mother decided on first — my Chinese name or my English name.


Lately, I have seen cultural diversity — at least, cultural diversity that applies to me — being promoted through young rappers in music videos as they integrate puns about Dimple Kapadia into socially conscious lyricism.


Whitewashed is a weird thing to be during a generation gap, especially when you’re from a small town. All my life, I’ve struggled with looking Indian but “feeling white,” as if skin colour had a direct correlation to personality.


despite this transaction feeling abstract, it feels vaguely like you’re fulfilling your responsibility to something larger than yourself – you are keeping the machine going and keeping yourself accountable to it.


Don’t talk to me about the weather, trivial, pointless, utterly disinteresting weather. How disgustingly impersonal, how socially dead. Instead Tell me what traumatized you as a child. I’ve always hated moms that manage sports teams—


I try to constantly remind myself that I owe my parents everything. Every time I have to call customer service for my mom or translate a paragraph for my dad, I remind myself that I would not have any of the opportunities I do if not for them.

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