English was always my worst subject in elementary school.
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I learn to swear reading Catcher in the Rye / in Chinese, 10 years old and foreign / in a country called the Motherland.
Spanning topics from singing to AI, UBC’s Integrated Speech Research Laboratory (ISRL) has a diverse set of interests. Most recently, they have been looking at what speech can tell us about our brains — potentially contributing to a better understanding of the detection and treatment of neurodegenerative diseases.
In Canada, over 90 per cent of d/Deaf children are born to hearing parents — the same parents who may never learn sign language nor teach it to their d/Deaf child.
It was a typical November night in Vancouver’s rainy season, which means that it was pouring and the rain was ice cold. Though you wouldn’t be able to tell from inside the Hollywood Theatre, where the crowd gathered was dressed in rainbow lingerie inspired outfits, fit for a summer Pride parade.
After watching the true crime show Tiger King, playwright David Volpov started contemplating the way he interprets media.
If you have ever doomscrolled on a social media app, consider yourself a victim of the attention economy. Thirst-traps, stunts, fake news and controversies — the time you spend scrolling on social media is a currency that these apps and influencers thrive on. But how much are influencers willing to risk for your attention?
The main issue: you only have 10 minutes before your next lecture begins, and you have no idea where to go for that quick bite.
I still remember the smell of a freshly made plate of pasta waiting for me at the kitchen table in my Nonno and Nonna’s house when I was a kid. Whether it was a holiday, birthday or any old Sunday visit, pasta was usually involved.
As a curious child, you once asked an adult where the clouds came from. They probably responded with the standard answer: from water in the atmosphere, from evaporated rain — and I’ll bet it blew your growing mind.
The pounding thud of the brass and timpani that send in the beginning of Verdi’s “Dies irae” paralyzes me every time.
Upon setting foot on the UBC campus, you might notice the number of bubble tea shops.
The threat of power can often spark either a fight or flight response. In The Cunning Little Vixen, our protagonist chooses the former, finding herself liberated and returning to the forest that is a home to creatures not too different from you and I.
Recovering from your Halloweekend hangover? Us too.
The club’s name is a little misleading — if you come around, you’re more likely to be screaming, howling or even smashing old cymbals and water-cooler jugs.