Oberlin Blogs

It is Black History Month and as we celebrate the legacy of African American cultural heritage and experience nationwide, let us also find ways to connect that same history to our own Oberlin narratives.

Do you have the pre-orientation jitters? Are you at all anxious to leave home and come live in a place you've probably never spent a formidable amount of time at before? Do not fear! I am here to try and alleviate some of that anxiety.

Robert Frost said, "poetry is what gets lost in translation." Let me tell you why I disagree.

What's a typical day at Oberlin, you ask? There's no such thing! Here's a day in my life - Wednesday, April 12, 2017, to be exact.

She conducts extensive interviews with people across the country and uses their words verbatim to develop and tell their stories that address the larger commentary such as the race relations, discrimination, poverty, injustice.

Does what it says on the tin.

The Big Parade happened a month and a half ago. I finally got around to writing it up. Includes many pictures!

In which I go to an amusement park with a group of friends, figure out what to do with a pile of free stuff, get mistaken for Guy's younger brother, and move into summer housing.

A description of my Toni Morrison moment at Oberlin.

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Orientation is a tidal wave of emotions interspersed with much shaking of hands and regurgitation of well-rehearsed soundbites ("Hi, I'm Simba. It's so nice to meet you. Where are you from?"). It was hands down the most fun part of the semester — they don't even tell you that you will have to go to class for the rest of your college career.

I don't know how long the institute was in the making, but Rubin could have supported other established music programs, had a wing or a studio built at a music school with his name embossed on a silver plate, or even set up a scholarship in music criticism.