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When I learned that I had received a scholarship to study at Cambridge this past summer, and consequently would be going to Europe for the first time in my life, I was so excited I couldn’t sit still.

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By Amy Chan · Oct. 5, 2016

My best friend and I throw around the term “banana” all the time. We see an Asian girl who only hangs out with white people, and we call her “banana!” I forget to take my shoes off when I enter his house, and he goes, “banana!” Then we laugh hysterically at how funny we think we are. “Banana” is an intrinsically troublesome term.

For quite some time, I’ve struggled with mental health. That battle has been a personal one, and I’m glad to be in the stable and generally happy position I am now.


For quite some time, I’ve struggled with mental health. That battle has been a personal one, and I’m glad to be in the stable and generally happy position I am now.


When I learned that I had received a scholarship to study at Cambridge this past summer, and consequently would be going to Europe for the first time in my life, I was so excited I couldn’t sit still.



When I found out that I would be writing this column, I made a promise to myself that I wouldn’t write opinions that were so obvious that no rational person could possibly disagree with them: The uselessness of bag checks at Van Pelt, the uselessness of the Penn’s student government and Trump.






Dear Amy Gutmann, Vincent Price, Valarie Swain-Cade McCoullum and Monica Yant Kinney, I, as a black student, do not feel safe on this campus. In light of all of the violence that has and continues to occur to black and brown bodies in this country, I have one question for you all: Is it so difficult to, at the very least, write a letter speaking out against the genocide that is occurring across this nation? It’s perplexing to me that you choose to remain silent, as approximately 7 percent of your student body, a 7 percent which I am a part of, grieves and mourns the lives of those with our same complexion.



There’s a particular reaction that folks like me — who worry openly about the presence and spread of “trigger warnings” on American campuses — hear a lot.





Public space is always around, which is maybe why we forget its potential for discourse. With larger growth in online spaces, social networking sites specifically, physical public space no longer holds tangible influence over us. Yet following the wide-scale flyer incident, then the homophobic preachers and their counter-protesters, we are reminded of the presence of human voices expressing opinions in the public sphere.