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Telescoping Morning
“In the succeeding entries, we telescope our mornings by recounting and recasting. Each succeeding morning of a series is composed in exactly half the number of words of the previous. Diminish with us below.”
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Peer Review
Since the beginning of time, editors at The Nassau Weekly have taken their pens to each other’s Common Application essays…
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A View of Reunions from Behind the Scenes
Behind the scenes of Princeton’s annual alumni event, a small number of dedicated student trucking teams work tirelessly to keep Reunions running smoothly. Responsible for driving a fleet of large box trucks, crews of student truckers single-handedly transport all of an assigned reunion site’s daily supplies from the dining halls to the tents and back.…
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Work Life Balance
The Yale administration’s insistence on a student income contribution is reinforcing inequality along race and classlines.” So proclaims a new campaign launched at Yale, organized by the group Students Unite Now (SUN), aiming to eliminate the student income contribution for undergrads on financial aid. When I first heard of this movement, I thought their ambition seemed…
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Dining Hall Work
This struggle to connect is one reason why students can feel disconnected from their university jobs and exclude them from their campus identities, preferring to invest their personal and social lives in the voluntary activities that better represent their interests.
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My Own Private Princeton
During Reading Period of freshman spring, I developed a strange study habit.
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Traveling While Branded
For as long as I can remember, what people wear when they fly has fascinated me. My mother was a flight attendant, and whenever I saw her in uniform (pale blue blouse, dark navy slacks and vest, blazer with two silver stripes on the sleeves, wings and American flag pin on the breast) I knew…
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Flying Standby
She said that if she happened to miss her plane, she would be comforted to know that at least someone else would be able to fly in her place. She would love for her misfortune to become another’s relief. Her space was not wasted.
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Sis Visit
On the night before Valentine’s Day, I ran to the Dinky in the frigid February air, wondering for the hundredth time how life would be different if my sister had gone to Princeton.