Whenever I go home, I visit a bench overlooking the river valley. It’s one of my favourite spots in Edmonton. The city, and the memories it contains, spread out in a panorama.
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The throughline in Rogers’ interview with The Ubyssey was student participation at Council, and why and how he’ll make Council a safe space for public discourse.
Ten-year-old Sarah, with her distinct Northern London accent, would hardly have imagined herself at UBC, growing and challenging her mind, immersing herself in social justice activism on campus and racing to find a chair at IKB.
The idea of a Black Collegia was but a single bullet in the six-page-long BSU co-president transition document, but we took it to heart.
There is power behind the name / The unspoken strength
I am the daughter of a farmer. / And maybe one day I will run back to my forefather's land.
I’m Black. I’m a woman. I’m an immigrant. I’m the product of a working-class family. I’m a fervent celebrator of Pride. I’m so much more than just one thing, and I have immeasurable honour and joy in embracing all of these identities at once.
When students run in AMS Elections as a joke, it's often not just for laughs — it's an expression of student discontent. Should these candidates win? What happens when they do?
I hate the way you made me feel / I hate the way I cried / I hate the way I ran home / I hate that I had to hide.
No one really talks about how harrowing friendship break-ups are.
Once we graduate this type of constant proximity will be lost, but while it lasts, I’ll savour the limited car rides we have left together.
We live our beautiful, messy and chaotic lives thousands of kilometres apart.
There’s never any judgment between us. The debrief is all about supporting one another.
it’s to know the joy of racing down the shores of the beach, kicking sand and sinking our feet into the cool underlayer
I recently watched The Holdovers, a movie I recommend if you went to a stuffy school on the East Coast and/or didn’t have the most orthodox adolescent upbringing.