For one of my first photo assignments, I signed up to take photos on Election Day 2020. I roamed campus for hours and captured shots of students volunteering, waving signs and handing out gear, as well as photos of the polling center in full swing.
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Here it is, everyone! Our final Editors’ Note of the year and of the 180th Directorate.
It’s impossible to walk around campus in the morning without seeing at least a few students holding a caffeinated drink in their hand. Some students rely on their daily iced coffees from Novack or a green tea from Collis, while others swear by a Diet Coke from the Hop or an energy drink from a vending machine.
This week is Eating Disorder Awareness Week — an annual campaign aimed at educating people about eating disorders and offering support for those affected by them. Dartmouth Dining registered dietician and nutritionist Beth Rosenberger has worked at Dartmouth for over 25 years and helps students with dietary restrictions or food-related health issues navigate the dining halls.
CRWT 40.15, “Tell Me A Story: Introduction to Nonfiction Radio and Podcasting,” offers students the opportunity to learn the foundational skills of audio storytelling and production. Lecturer Sophie Crane, a producer at Pushkin Industries and former investigative reporter at Frontline and other public radio stations, teaches the class and cited the uniqueness of audio storytelling as a draw of the class.
Picture this: It is the start of a new term and the first day of classes. You’re sitting in your 10A, and the professor hands out the syllabus. You read through it and stumble upon the list of required texts and recommended readings. Although purchasing these textbooks may not be a financial burden for all students, it can be for some. Academic success can come at a very real cost, as students face the choice between prioritizing either their academic success or financial well-being.
In 2015, the Mirror polled students on three questions — “What are the most taboo topics at Dartmouth?”, “What is something you’ve done that you wouldn’t want your parents to know?” and “What is something you wouldn’t disclose to your closest friends?”
On Monday, after a day spent conducting interviews for my design project, converting data on endangered species into a usable format and scrambling to fill out job applications before their deadline, I decided to put aside work for the night at 9:30 p.m. I listened to one friend tell us about her grandfather’s struggle with Alzheimer’s. I danced goofily to Rihanna’s Pon de Replay. I laughed at a character’s attempt to pass himself off as a son of Mitt Romney in the show “New Girl.” When 1 a.m. hit, I retreated to bed, content, fulfilled, grateful for the relationships in my life. I dozed off within minutes.
Few outside the Thayer School of Engineering seem to know of the Machine Shop. I’ve been lucky enough to descend into the basement of Cummings Hall where the MShop resides several times as a student in ENGS21, “Introduction to Engineering.”
Recently, I’ve been trying to work on letting go. Perhaps not out of character for me, I’ve spent the past year grappling with lots of the big, existential questions of life — one of which has centered around what it means to let go of past notions of perfection. As I head into my 21st birthday this Friday, I would like to be more intentional with blurring the lines between who I am and who I expected myself to be. I hope to lean into the “imperfections,” to work on not being so hard on myself when I don’t meet my high expectations, for life goes on regardless.
The Dartmouth Prison Justice Initiative, formerly called the Dartmouth Student Prison Initiative, has its roots as a law-focused club in which students pored over case studies and legal theory but has grown into something much larger. The club has since evolved and now is an organization dedicated to learning about the prison justice system and how to enact change within it. It places a large emphasis on social justice and encourages Dartmouth students from different academic paths to make impactful change.
Weekly, hundreds of students crowd Greek house basements to hang out with friends, play games of pong, and dance. The sticky floors and crushed Keystone cans are classic staples of fraternity life. For most visitors to a frat house, the cleanliness of the floor is the least of their worries. But some of us may wonder: Just how dirty are frat floors?
The forecast calls for a day full of sunshine and temperatures that hover just above freezing. The roads are quiet — everyone has left for work and school. The trees are still. From what I can tell as I look out my bedroom window, it is a perfect day for a run. I ponder the different routes I could try and reach for my phone, reflexively, as if being steered by an invisible force, to check Strava, to find the perfect route.
It’s Feb. 14, which means the Dartmouth listserv has been teasing me with its annual, obnoxious onslaught of catfish flitzes all week. One more subject line in the realm of “are you extremely alone?” or “heart-shaped pizza for fucked attachment styles in Common Ground,” and I’ll hit reply all. Yes, I’m alone. No, I don’t want to drink pink lemonade and talk about it. Thanks for flooding my inbox, though.
Duke Ellington. The Clash. Bruce Springsteen. They’re all internationally famous musicians, but they have something else in common — each one has performed at Dartmouth. On campus, live music is a staple of the College’s social scene, with a robust student band culture. Despite its rural location, Dartmouth has also been able to draw big-time artists to perform at both smaller gigs and full-scale concerts like Fallapallooza and Green Key.
“Credit or debit?” Jack Stinson asks his next customer at the Stinson’s Village Store’s front counter, pausing our interview to ring up local cheese and a soda.
You walk into Foco for dinner and look for a place to sit. On dark side, you see the members of the football team sitting at the tables near the drink station. On light side, you see the men’s hockey team at a long table and hear them discussing how the Toronto Maple Leafs will choke in the playoffs again. Throughout Foco, you struggle to find room to squeeze in among the various clusters of black, Dartmouth varsity athletics parkas. Though Dartmouth emphasizes cultivating community, some say there is a divide between the social culture of athletes and “NARPs” — non-athletic regular people — on campus.
This Winter Carnival felt like a fever dream, and not in a “crazy, lit, movie!” kind of way. It struck me that, after four years here, I did not truly know what Winter Carnival entailed. I was frustrated that the Polar Bear Swim was canceled, a tradition that my dad participated in during his time at Dartmouth and one that he hypes up and texts me excitedly about all winter. I was grossed out by the pathetic mounds of dirty snow melting tiredly into piles of mud around campus and alarmed by the warm temperatures that contribute to the climate anxiety that starts to worsen every winter. It felt harder to motivate myself to run down frat row in ski goggles with a Beatbox. I struggled to rally, surrounded by unrecognizable younger faces who appeared to be drunkenly having the time of their lives.
Ah, Valentine’s Day, the time when stores push what I like to call the three classics: chocolates, candy and cards. Others, mainly those in romantic relationships, are prone to paint Valentine’s Day in a more generous light. They mark it as a time to treasure their significant other by buying flowers, making gift baskets or going on a dinner date to Molly’s. All of this is possible with close physical proximity, which some students with partners on campus may take for granted. But how do you celebrate such a holiday when your significant other is hundreds, if not thousands, of miles away?