Monthly Archive: February, 2015

Fearless Friday: Our Founding Insurgents

Two years ago, four amazing women huddled together brainstorming the best way to popularize justice by making it applicable to college students and within hours Surge was born. Thier vision, humor, and amazing… Continue reading

In The Absence of Peace

Today, the Monday after the attack, all of the flags were at half mast. Everything continued as normal, as if nothing had happened. Yet there was an intensity in the air. I didn’t… Continue reading

Fearless Friday: Jennifer McCary

As we conclude Diversity Peer Educators Week, we honor Jennifer McCary, the fearless advisor. In addition to her roles with DPE, she is the Assistant Dean of College Life and Director of Student… Continue reading

The Price I Didn’t Know I’d Pay

$255 textbook. $52 clicker. $150 fleece at Rosemont 310. $1000+ dues to a sorority. These are as much a part of Gettysburg life as Servo Thanksgiving, chicken finger Friday, and Springfest. Fitting into… Continue reading

The Cross in My Closet

It is no secret that my family is Catholic. The slow pace of my childhood beat out a quiet rhythm of whispered rosaries, genuflect here, cross yourself there, amen. My paternal grandparents stood… Continue reading

Fearless Friday: Justina Molokwu

Justina Molokwu ’17 has been fearlessly involved on campus in her first two years at Gettysburg contributing to the College’s goals of diversity, equity, and inclusion. A Psychology and Organization and Management Studies… Continue reading

Border X-ing

The sun out-stretched its bright arms in an embrace with the mesquite trees that beckoned upwards. The wind greeted the clothes drying upon delicate wire while my mother meticulously placed white towels in… Continue reading

Mirrors, Manipulation, and Me

Yesterday I was sick to my stomach. Literally. I tossed and turned all night, woke up and felt sick, and spent the first two hours of my day in bed trying to calm… Continue reading

Fearless: Maihan Wali

Maihan Wali describes herself as “one of those kids that always wanted to help.” So when she noticed that many of her peers in her class struggled with reading and writing, she started… Continue reading

I’m Not A Fucking Dragon

When I was little, I pretended to be a wide range of animal-monster hybrids. Not just during play-time but always. I didn’t understand my gender, but what people expected and demanded of me,… Continue reading