2011-07-05
“Words, words, words. All I hear is words!” sings Liza in My Fair Lady. She has a valid point; words make up a huge part of our daily activities. As I walk through the halls on the last few days of school, I’m exposed to many different languages: Korean, Spanish, German, Burmese, Japanese, Bengali, American...
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I have always been one to take the road less traveled. Ever since I was a little girl picking bikes over Barbies and cameras over clothes, I’ve never quite been able to squeeze into the little space of the ordinary. When I was a small girl I began thinking to myself… “Why be the same...
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Before stumbling across Global Citizen Year, my plans for the future were nebulous. After finishing a grueling college experience, I wasn’t sure if I wanted to head straight back to the classroom that had wrung me dry just in time for graduation. However, I wasn’t eager to try my hand at a year abroad without...
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Like many high school seniors, I spent this past fall writing essays, filling out transcript requests, and entering my personal information on the Common Application. For one of my essays, I had to write about the best piece of advice I had ever received. I discussed the inspiration that I take from of one of...
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I still get random bursts of excitement with adrenaline surging through my body and a smile plastered across my face when I begin to think about this upcoming year. It’s amazing to think that one month ago I was grudgingly getting ready for graduation — senioritis still in full-gear — pathetically confused about my college...
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My name is Tonino Peluso and I am an 18 year old high school graduate who has found the need to be a part of something bigger. I have grown up in Southwest Santa Rosa, California, my entire life, where there are opportunities to help and become involved with the community around every corner. Not...
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I left my little blue wallet with my two credit cards, half of my monthly stipend, a hundred dollar travelers check that my visiting mom had posed there, my emergency contact information, and the scribbled passwords for both of my credit cards in a local boutique when I went to buy a little sack of...
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