I kept the window open, but no rain came in, just the smell of damp earth and fresh cut grass. The water patterned on the roof and leaves of the tree just outside. 59 more words
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Little White Lie tells Lacey Schwartz’s story of growing up in a typical upper-middle-class Jewish household in Woodstock, NY, with loving parents and a strong sense of her Jewish identity – despite open questioning from those around her about how a white girl could have such dark skin. 175 more words
Who said becoming a server wasn’t an academic pursuit for my summer? Sure, I might not be working on my poetry thesis as intently as I might be, and I’m not bunking down in a queer office doing counseling work, but I’m learning a little bit about what it’s like in the real world. 1,173 more words
Since a friend asked a question or two, I’m going to share them. I truly look forward to your responses.
The long and the short of the questions boil down to this: what more are we as Americans expected to do when it comes to helping/saving all those in the world that need assistance? 1,757 more words