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.”
Bosque trees are known for their romantic qualities. Or maybe that was cherry trees...
No, it wasn’t the sound of Daphne or Simon twirling across the floor of a grand ballroom but Michelle Mares on piano and David Lakirovich on violin.
If this performance taught me anything, it’s that there is a power in memories, in nostalgia, and sometimes all it takes to relive those moments is a song.
I flipped the page, expecting to read about a winding staircase leading to an underground dungeon, or maybe to a secret lair, but instead, I felt my head start to dip towards my chest and my eyes beginning to shut.
October 14’s Wednesday Noon Hours was A Tribute to Hanz-Karl Piltz featuring Marina Thibeault , as well as UBC String Division faculty duo partners David Gillham, Eric Wilson and Jasper Wood (Violin).
Here’s how you can turn your home study space into a cafe, so you can feel like you’re back in your favourite study spot once again.
Though we are unable to physically gather, Homecoming has figured out a way to stay connected and celebrate what it is that makes UBC’s community so great.
Mosely is an artist with a talent for uplifting which he puts into his music as well as his activism. His energetic performance both as a performer and speaker made him so engaging. Yet, during his performance, he acknowledged his growing years.
Sitting on the bus, squished between a sopping wet stranger and the wall, all that’s left to do is people watch to pass the time.
University should be a safe space to experiment with expressing your identity through your look.
Take the tool and grasp the handle. Take a deep breath, raise the bat and think about all the stress you’ve endured so far this semester.