Three individual stories of migrants at UBC and how they have preserved parts of their national identity, despite being oceans away from home.
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On September 19, 2020, former Prime Minister John Turner passed away at the age of 91.
I had not known true disappointment until the stewardess welcomed me to Edmonton this past April. As the airport doors closed and the plane backed up, I began to weep. Earlier, when I’d taken my seat on the nearly empty plane, “I hope you know how brave you are” appeared on my phone screen. I switched my phone off and said goodbye to Vancouver, a city I resented leaving.
But access to the kind of health care BC is renowned for is not a universal experience. People of colour often have to contend with language barriers, cultural assumptions and underlying biases when accessing health care spaces.
COVID-19 has drawn attention to veiled discrimination on campus against Chinese students, largely fuelled by misconceptions — particularly with Chinese international students, who make up the largest demographic of internationals at UBC.
Oliver McDonald, a second year chemistry major, remembers walking towards HEBB for class. When he finally meandered away from the crowds of people with backpacks and books in tow, he made his way around the side to an empty back door. The standalone back entrance is the only accessible option to get into HEBB.
“I think that the most important thing I do is teach … [and] what I hope that does is invite [students] into scholarship."
I know what it’s like to be homesick — or, at least, I think so. Problem is, I’m not homesick for any physical place I can remember.
Loneliness can be more than simple solitude.
Starting in May, eyes will focus squarely on Evans as the campus waits to see how he — and his promises — fare as the head of the union.
Filming on campus is a huge affair — here's a breakdown of the logistics of filming at the AMS Nest.
These kinds of experiences baffled me because they were so nice.
One of the older campers happens to have the same name as me, and we develop a ritual. Every time I see him, I reach out to shake his hand, stifle a giggle and say, Hi Henry, said Henry, to Henry, from Henry!
I appreciate the sentiment but