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Colleges like Penn should actively encourage children in foster care to apply.
When I turned 16, I wasn’t worried about getting a car. I was worried about becoming a Guatemalan citizen.
Wouldn’t it be nice, whilst contemplating the ethical dilemmas in Dostoyevsky’s “Crime and Punishment,” to have a former lawyer in your class? And wouldn’t it be helpful, in the throes of Marketing 101, to have a data analyst on your team?
Colleges like Penn should actively encourage children in foster care to apply.
When I turned 16, I wasn’t worried about getting a car. I was worried about becoming a Guatemalan citizen.
Political rhetoric and the media’s coverage often eschew economic reasoning and evidence when discussing policy.
Robert Moses and Michael Jordan were addicted to success and had egos that filled rooms. But their accomplishments and supreme talent more than made up for their tough exteriors.
For most of my life, I aimed to prove others wrong. I strived to defy the socioeconomic gravity that tried to pull me down.
We all feel pain, fall violently ill, lose loved ones and experience betrayal. Suffering is — and always has been — the universal human condition.
Penn provides an incredible education and should be charging more.
Hinduism has been simplified to festivals like Holi which celebrates color and Diwali, the festival of lights.
Mindless partisanship, where voters act like sports fans, has leaked down to the lowest levels of each party. It has even seeped onto this campus.
Are lectures really the best way to employ Penn’s eminent faculty? Are undergraduates getting their $39,088 worth of tuition by listening passively?
Penn should embrace its proud democratic tradition that began with Benjamin Franklin.
You owe it to yourself and the world around you to learn some math.
This arbitrary rule distracts from the substance of elections and leads to petty violations.
With such a deep history and continued commitment to Afro-American history, what could stop me from living in the house?
Let’s explore some fecal matters.
Even though my 22nd birthday is around the corner, I miss my parents and my brother and my mouse-free bedroom. I miss home.

















