As I flipped through last week’s edition of the Pendulum, I was struck by how many photos looked similar: a panel of white, male students discussing politics.
Since its passage into law nearly four weeks ago, the North Carolina legislation House Bill 2 (HB2) has caused the state a considerable amount of trouble.
Welcome to banquet season. A weekend of seclusion spent with fraternity brothers and their dates at the beach may sound relaxing, but the weeks leading up to it definitely are not for the girls attending.
Wyoming is the least populous state. With just 29 Republican and 18 Democratic delegates in the caucuses and three Electoral College votes, it carries very little significance in the 2016 presidential election. But results from the April 9 Democratic caucuses reflect a larger issue of voter disenfranchisement.
In the last few weeks, Elon Dining unveiled new takeout boxes with large orange letters on the top, reading “Compost.” These new lables serve to remind students that the boxes are compostable, just one of many initiatives used to encourage students to live sustainably.
It seems hard to believe, but we’re already approaching the end of spring semester. While the yearning dreams of summer may already be fresh in our minds, it’s time once again for the annual onslaught of exams and final projects.
Editor's note: This is a response to a letter to the editor that ran in the April 13 edition of The Pendulum. It is always good to see alumni invested in campus religious life.
My husband and I are both graduates of Elon University. His class celebrated their 25th reunion this year.
Besides the few who truly mastered the four-year plan in Elon 101, April is known for more than just its showers. It’s one of the few times of the year when we log into OnTrack and actually look at “Degree Audit.” We grab a notebook and jot down the next courses to take and what sections and teachers are being offered.
Elon is known for the vast amounts of opportunities for learning and growth that it gives to its students.
Almost every day I wear a piece of ceramic jewelry around my neck: a yellow flower with the inscription “Be Kind.” It reminds me of the power of intentional kindness, which is one of the driving motivational factors in my daily life.
On March 3rd, Governor Pat McCrory signed a new state law that questions equality among all.
I recently reported on a speech about campus racism given by Lawrence Ross, author of “Blackballed: The Black and White Politics of Race on America’s Campuses.” It was a fairly routine assignment. I showed up in LaRose Digital Theatre with plenty of time to scope out some students to interview and a good seat for taking photos. It was only when I’d settled in that I realized this event was being attended, unlike most events at Elon University, by mostly African-American students and faculty. It was then that the discomfort settled in, along with the feeling that, however unwelcome that discomfort might be, it was absolutely necessary.
Having spent my last three years as a student here at Elon, I was sure for the longest time that nothing more about college living could faze me. Granted, the initial transition from living at home to a more independent lifestyle was difficult, but after so much time, I figured I was already well-accustomed to the various eccentricities of living in close quarters with hundreds of college students.
Last Monday, I was driving into Elon thinking about my first meeting of the morning, wondering about food for Shabbat dinner, and trying to remember a couple ideas for the Multi-Faith Spring Break trip, when I stopped at a red light.
Nowadays, not one commercial break goes by without featuring an ad for a weight-loss program, machine or miracle pill, so it’s hard not to think about your own eating and fitness habits while sitting on the couch watching TV.
Amid the stresses of being a college student is the overwhelming anxiety concerning life after college.
If you had asked me about a year ago for my opinions on America’s political climate, I might have scoffed and shook my head. While I’ve never been entirely apathetic when it comes to politics — there have always been prominent social issues that I have followed the political responses to — I could never bring myself to take an active interest.
Sunday, Jan. 31 concluded the chaotic and tumultuous week that is recruitment. When I first came to Elon, never would I have thought I would be a participant in Greek Life recruitment. But, as I got to know women in various organizations, I realized that all the stereotypes I had established in my mind were wrong. The girls involved in these organizations were nothing like I had seen in “House Bunny” or “Legally Blonde” (although I wouldn’t mind if there were some more people like Elle Woods in the world). Over the past week, I had some of the most amazing conversations with genuinely down-to-earth women on topics ranging from TV shows and the Franco brothers to how different cultures interact and communicate with each other.
I know what you’re thinking. If, after four months in a beautiful and foreign continent, these are my overarching sentiments, then I clearly did the whole study-abroad thing wrong or I didn’t try hard enough. It took me a long time to come to terms with the fact that I wasn’t having “the best time of my life” during an experience many college kids would describe as “the best times of their lives.” I experienced a lot of mental anguish simply over the fact that I wasn’t enjoying myself the way I hoped I would or the way I saw others enjoying themselves.