It happens every term. Suddenly, everything is done: all the readings on the syllabi, all the essays, all the violin juries, all the scribbled notes.
I always thought movies like “Animal House” were very amusing, but also completely made up.
If you pay close attention, you can definitely tell the signs of changes that go up while the leaves fall today, and like the leaves this year, these signs are showing more conspicuously than before.
Ask a Carl, “What are your traditions?” You will probably hear a detached recounting of what makes Carleton known outside its own community, as if tradition means a trite section of the campus tour script.
Where to Now? (Login Required)
When John Kerry announced the resumption of Israeli-Palestinian peace talks last July, my office took the afternoon off and threw a party.
Letter From the Editor (Login Required)
A year ago, I never thought I would become Co-Editor-in-Chief of the paper with J.M. We were both copy-editors who enjoyed coming to The Carletonian office on Thursday nights to “find errors” (read: mess around and listen to music).
Bored No More (Login Required)
Have you ever read a book called “Prep” by Curtis Sittenfeld? It is a coming-of-age novel where a teenage girl starts to explore the world by doing things that she never had done.
Living Present (Login Required)
I finished early by the end of my senior year winter term and I still remember the last day of class of my college life.
My Carleton Education (Login Required)
At some point over these past four years, learning in its pure form – a desire simply to understand the world that we live in – became a motivating force in my life.
“Make the Most Of It” (Login Required)
When you spend nearly all of your time in a community where you’re constantly surrounded by people overwhelmingly in the 18-22 age range, the term “senior” can easily feel more like “senior citizen.”
Corn and Snow (Login Required)
Before I came to Carleton, Minnesota did not exist. Growing up in the San Francisco Bay Area, I was only peripherally aware of the vast expanse of continent between the two US coasts.
Being Humble (Login Required)
If there is one thing I’ve learned at Carleton, one defining characteristic that has changed me in my four years here, it is that I’ve learned what it means to be humble.