COLUMN: Who gets to decide what meaning the Notre Dame fire holds?
One week after Notre Dame caught fire, the crowd massed at the cathedral in Paris was a sight to behold.
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One week after Notre Dame caught fire, the crowd massed at the cathedral in Paris was a sight to behold.
As a freshman at IU, I acquainted myself with Bloomington through its bus system. Specifically, I made trips to Target and Kroger on the 9 bus.
Here’s how to visit a place: Arrive in city, drop luggage off at hostel, wander around, grab regionally-specific food, look inside a religious site, visit cultural landmarks, sample more food, marvel at local architecture, return to hostel, pack, leave and repeat.
I like my bright yellow Hydroflask water bottle.
During a fi eld trip to Marseille, France for a class, my professor promised us an hour for lunch. He shaved off 10 minutes when he realized we were 10 minutes behind schedule.
Few feelings exist that are worse than nerves and dread mixing in one’s stomach. This feeling overwhelmed me as I sat in class during the first few weeks at university in Aix-en-Provence, France, where I’m studying abroad.
Through the fog of my jet lag, it almost seemed a dream. Before my eyes, in the bustling cobblestone streets of Aix-en-Provence, France, stood a woman calling to a tiny Pomeranian 10 feet away from her.
This semester, I’m studying abroad in Aix-en-Provence, France, where I’m taking classes at a local university alongside French students and doing a homestay with an elderly French woman.
During Barack Obama’s presidency, President Trump endlessly ridiculed him both for the trips he took and the rounds of golf he played. In January 2012, Trump tweeted, “President @BarackObama’s vacation is costing taxpayers millions of dollars — Unbelievable!”
Last week, New Mexico took a step in the right direction in educational policy, and it’s one that the rest of the country should follow.
Be wary of our consumer culture
As of late, I’m starting to grow tired of the unspoken rules of social media established by our generation.
I’m a great multitasker: I can check Instagram, Snapchat, Twitter, Facebook and my email, all while doing a reading for class.
Like many other freshmen, I’ve gone through my fair share of major-related existential crises. At one point during the fall, I became so stressed about practicality and post-graduation job prospects that I nearly switched from studying English to biology. Recently, there’s been a huge cultural push to encourage students to develop an interest in science, technology, engineering and math (STEM) fields.
President Trump’s new budget director, former Rep. Mick Mulvaney, R-SC, has released a list of nine domestic programs that the new administration is preliminarily planning to reduce or cut, attempting to shrink the deficit and national debt.
On Feb. 17, President Trump sent out a tweet asserting that the “fake” news media — which, according to him, includes The New York Times, NBC News, ABC, CBS and CNN — is “the enemy of the American people.”
I’m not much of a football fan; I haven’t even been to an IU football game yet. I have a hard time even getting excited about the halftime show.
Last week after four classes in a row, I needed a mental break before studying, so I turned to Twitter.
Dear President Trump,
I’ll admit it. In middle school, I was one of those people. You know, the type of person who revels in being the first to discover a book, television show or musician.