Strength from above
When I arrived at Goshen College, one of the things that I wanted to change was my understanding of...
Three steps to authentic self-confidence
Con•fi•dence noun ∙ The feeling or belief that one can rely on someone or something;...
99 problems; being single isn’t one
Listen [sassy handclap]. I’m not here for the fact that the universe thinks it knows me well...
iTunes for the Soul
In 2007, Lauren Slone was the coolest high schooler to ever walk the halls of Goshen High School....
A black girl’s guide to self-care
*This is for all women, but more specifically for my fellow black girls at Goshen College. Dear...
Taking a risk
It was a cool afternoon at 8,000 feet in the Sacred Valley of Perú. I had just finished hiking more...
Lessons from a typewriter
It was my mother who taught me to write. She would never call herself a writer, in the same way that...
Everyone wants to be black until it’s time to be black
This one goes out to all my beautiful chocolate sisters out there. Understand your worth and know...
Reflections of a waiguoren
Writing an article while on location during SST gives me a rare opportunity. I have the opportunity...
Tales of a flip phone survivor
The day my mother gave in and bought the two of us iPhones was surely the day part of her soul died...
The Pull of Passivity
Looking back through some of my old writing, I came across a poem I wrote around Valentine’s Day...
Laugh. Dance. Communicate.
Other 12-year-old children would come home from school and run to their toys or snacks, and have...
Outsiders
In a forgotten wedge of southeastern Europe, icy water slid towards the Adriatic in the evening glow...
Personal Essay: Explanation of a habit
At the age of 9 and finishing up the fourth grade, I was already thinking about legacies. My...
Weaving the wanderlust, the elegant and the memorable
Hi, guys! My name is Achieng Agutu. Achi, for short. I am a fashion lover, a storyteller, a fine...
