When winter comes, as it tends to do in full force in Rochester, the city can be covered with snow. And all that snow somehow has to find a new home.
There once was a young and rebellious Philadelphia native named Marquisha, who would give her fifth grade teachers heck. Even though she was in the fifth grade, she read at a third grade level — perhaps a product of social promotion. From time to time, Marquisha would lead class revolts against her substitute teachers.
Walking through the souk, or market place, next to the al-Husseini Mosque, in the heart of downtown Amman, Jordan, I feel as though I’ve entered a market straight out of Arabian Nights.
The most interesting thing about being a journalist is being able to watch the stories you cover develop and grow. The fall semester of my junior year, I took a semester off from school to cover a story that I could not afford to miss. I had been researching the events of September 11, 2001 and felt compelled to take the time to interview eye witnesses, emergency first responders, firefighters, the families of the victims and professionals in various fields to discover for myself the true nature of events that unfolded that day.
Surrounded by various stores, including a Cold Stone Creamery and a movie theater, the area offers plenty of activity for a night on the town. The restaurant bustles with excitement as the dynamic Italian wine bar overflows and chatting couples, families and friends sip wines and snack on cheese and olive appetizers.
Four years ago, senior Nadine Nicholson wanted to form a group that would share the vast Caribbean culture with the student body. As of a result, Nicholson and her friends formed the Student Organization for Caribbean Awareness, also known as SOCA (a play on words for a Caribbean genre of music). SOCA is one of three committees under the Black Students’ Union.
I walked into the suite party entering a world of shirtless girls flailing their half-covered breasts around to the sounds of Kesha’s “Tik Tok.” To my right were guys making out with girls they’d hardly remember the next morning.
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