Protesters make Mother’s Day garden, chalk artwork at continuing encampment
Among about 19 tents and four canopies, protesters of the pro-Palestinian encampment built a garden for Mother's Day on Sunday in the middle of Dunn Meadow.
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Among about 19 tents and four canopies, protesters of the pro-Palestinian encampment built a garden for Mother's Day on Sunday in the middle of Dunn Meadow.
The IU Board of Trustees will hold a previously unscheduled executive session meeting 9 a.m. May 14, according to a press release. Executive sessions permit members of the board or invited participants only.
Around 30 IU faculty gathered ahead of the graduate commencement ceremony Friday outside Simon Skjodt Assembly Hall in a silent protest against IU administration.
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I tucked my hair behind my ears as the wind continued to blow my hair into my face, both left and right, as I stood 70 floors above the streets of New York City. Keeping my hands wrapped in my scarf, safe from the crisp, cold mid-November air, the red and purple lights of the Empire State Building stared back at me as I stood on top of the Rockefeller Center.
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It was just another Saturday night. As I waited in my car to pick up my friends for a night out, I opened Instagram to pass the time. On my feed, I suddenly saw the post that informed me Matthew Perry died.
After two hours in the kitchen, the fire alarm going off three times and the kitchen counter covered in flour, a homemade apple pie with a golden-brown crust sat on the dining table in my home.
I was shielded.
Home. Home by definition is a place where one lives that offers shelter, which usually refers to a permanent residency for a period of time.
The sound of my alarm filled the silence of my room before the sun started to rise. The chill of the morning woke me up as I warmed my car up and headed to pick up three friends for a day trip to Indianapolis.
It was a Thursday night in mid-September. Classes were done for the day, homework was complete for the night and excitement for the weekend began to stir. It was 9 p.m. and music filled the house as the upstairs hallway was used as a dance floor.
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Sunday, Aug. 20
Imagine going through life, and each time someone tells you what your strengths are, or what organization you would benefit from or what career they could see you in, paint is brushed on your skin.
It sat there, its grey feathers blending in with the black asphalt, still, with only the wind moving its feathers. It was helpless and unprotected from the dangers of cars and pedestrians, until it was picked up and cradled in napkins and placed in the bushes and soil. As I cradled it in between two napkins, I realized that this baby bird unable to fly could be one of us.
I was scrolling through TikTok one day, just passing the time, and I saw a video with a caption about “quality friendship.” It said a quality friendship is one not defined by the number of years you’ve known a person or the distance between one another, but the actions they have shown to be a quality friend.
Tiny specs of diamonds sparkled on the front half of the gold hoop earring as it fell out of my ear and into the Atlantic Ocean. Moonlight shined upon the sea. As I watched it fall, I hesitated to catch it, and then it was too late. But in that moment, I realized how I could look at this as a part of me always being in Fort Lauderdale, and how I can always reminisce on the night my friend and I decided to go for a swim.
I was floating on my back, rays of sun shining down on the ocean waters giving me warmth. My mind was blank, clear, just filled with the peace of knowing how much the ocean gives me serenity. It was then that I knew I had to share this moment with others.