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Mara Gordon | Finding my way
by Mara Gordon | May 16, 2008 1:00AM
On the last day of classes, I ran into my freshman advisor on Locust Walk. She and I had a quick catch-up as we walked together before the mayhem of Hey Day began. The last time we had really talked was my sophomore year, when I had just declared my American History major and thought I wanted to be a political journalist.
Mara Gordon | Finding my way
by Mara Gordon | May 16, 2008 1:00AM
On the last day of classes, I ran into my freshman advisor on Locust Walk. She and I had a quick catch-up as we walked together before the mayhem of Hey Day began. The last time we had really talked was my sophomore year, when I had just declared my American History major and thought I wanted to be a political journalist.
Mara Gordon | Risking women's rights for art
by Mara Gordon | April 23, 2008 1:00AM
It may have slipped under the radar, what with all the election news dominating the headlines - but at a little school to the north of here, a very different sort of controversy has been brewing. My friends at Yale haven't been talking Barack vs. Hillary.
Mara Gordon | Risking women's rights for art
by Mara Gordon | April 23, 2008 1:00AM
It may have slipped under the radar, what with all the election news dominating the headlines - but at a little school to the north of here, a very different sort of controversy has been brewing. My friends at Yale haven't been talking Barack vs. Hillary.
Mara Gordon | A toast to practicality
by Mara Gordon | April 16, 2008 1:00AM
I started off Fling with a bunch of relative strangers. I had only met most of them the week before, but there we were last Wednesday, crammed into a house on Baltimore. I only knew a handful of their names, but I wouldn't have begun my last Spring Fling any other way.
Mara Gordon | A toast to practicality
by Mara Gordon | April 16, 2008 1:00AM
I started off Fling with a bunch of relative strangers. I had only met most of them the week before, but there we were last Wednesday, crammed into a house on Baltimore. I only knew a handful of their names, but I wouldn't have begun my last Spring Fling any other way.
Mara Gordon | A dose of nonprofit medicine
by Mara Gordon | April 2, 2008 1:00AM
Lorenzo Buffa is like a lot of young people in West Philadelphia. He wears skinny jeans and carries a messenger bag; he takes art classes and does face painting for kids to earn a living. And of course, he doesn't have health insurance. I've written columns before about what it's like to be a twenty-something without insurance.
Mara Gordon | A dose of nonprofit medicine
by Mara Gordon | April 2, 2008 1:00AM
Lorenzo Buffa is like a lot of young people in West Philadelphia. He wears skinny jeans and carries a messenger bag; he takes art classes and does face painting for kids to earn a living. And of course, he doesn't have health insurance. I've written columns before about what it's like to be a twenty-something without insurance.
Mara Gordon | Keep on spinning
by Mara Gordon | March 26, 2008 1:00AM
There was a minor crisis on Friday. It was 12:05 p.m., and my spinning instructor was nowhere to be found. Class was supposed to start at noon, and the girls waiting in line at Pottruck were wasting precious time. In those five minutes, we could have burned about 60 calories.
Mara Gordon | Keep on spinning
by Mara Gordon | March 26, 2008 1:00AM
There was a minor crisis on Friday. It was 12:05 p.m., and my spinning instructor was nowhere to be found. Class was supposed to start at noon, and the girls waiting in line at Pottruck were wasting precious time. In those five minutes, we could have burned about 60 calories.
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