As I excitedly got ready for my first class, I thought back to those long Zoom calls, staring at little black boxes briefly illuminated in yellow as microphones were turned on to complete the minimum participation remarks.
When you look past the tentacles, the show transforms into a highly-personal story of self-understanding.
I’ve always been a big planner; I get off on colour-coordinated ‘To-Do’ lists. But there’s no way I could have planned for last year.
One new event this year is a collaboration with the Thunderbirds Dance Team: flash mobs. With the places and times kept under wraps, students should be on the lookout for these choreographed performances.
In the midst of a global pandemic, Martens found herself enjoying the phone calls, even if it may not have been the original plan for the project.
If you aren’t blessed by the air-conditioning gods, this heat wave might feel like a preview of a fiery afterlife.
As a Cree lawyer, poet and writer, Good’s representation of residential school survivors and intergenerational survivors in her novel, Five Little Indians, comes from lived experience.
Being perpetually afraid of missing out, in addition to being isolated from everything and everyone, allowed me to explore university from the safety of my childhood bedroom.
Hua Ki’i is an app designed to use AI technology to turn your phone into a visual dictionary.
Through all the Zoom lectures and the ever-changing physical distancing restrictions, we found that music, in all its forms, was the throughline that kept us going.
With my five hour commute to UBC cut down to five seconds from my bed to my desk, the pandemic has also provided me more time to get my school work done, which in turn, has left me with more time to do things I enjoy.
From 41 international students in 1930 to 7,337 international students today, UBC has become more diverse than it used to be, but there is still a long way to go before everyone feels welcome and safe on campus.
I’d heard about anti-Indigenous incidents, but as someone who wears the white skin of my mother’s side of the family, I had never witnessed the hatred for myself. It wasn’t until starting university that I began to delve deeper into my own culture.
“I thought you said you were ready.”
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