Monday through Thursday morning from January to April, students from Boston Public Schools arrive at the large brick building at the corner of Clarendon Street for an hour of fun. Stepping off the bus, they find themselves immersed in a world of dance.
Last weekend was the second weekend I spent in Rabat since the beginning of the semester. My host mom decided to commemorate the special occasion by having a quintessential Moroccan Saturday: We went first to the Souk Sebt, a massive flea market about an hour away from Rabat; then we went to a traditional Moroccan hammam, a communal bathhouse prominent in the Muslim world; then, of course, we had an enormous Moroccan dinner.
Since the overturning of Roe v. Wade in 2022, the national spotlight has settled on Republican-controlled states that have restricted access to abortion or enacted total bans. But as the Planned Parenthood Action group at Tufts, formerly known as Tufts Students for National Abortion Rights Action League, will tell you, there is more work to be done to protect and advocate for reproductive health and rights, especially on college campuses and even in the most liberal states.
If New York is the city that never sleeps, Washington, D.C. is the city that always eats.
Few Supreme Court rulings shook the bedrock of upper education as much as Students for Fair Admissions v. President and Fellows of Harvard College and SFFA v. University of North Carolina. These two cases, separately decided but very much intertwined, made consideration of an applicant’s race in admissions decisions unconstitutional, upending 45 years of race-conscious affirmative action in higher education.
Touring Europe during your time abroad and craving an affordable meal away from tourist traps? Here are two sandwich shops that I still think about. Thank me later.
Among the 37 Experimental College courses available to students this spring semester, one was brought about by initiatives in Tufts’ Office of Sustainability. Sustainable Spring is a one-credit introductory course taught by Professor Ann Ward, the Education and Outreach Specialist in the Office of Sustainability. The office team, including Ward, assembled this course as a way to teach first-year and sophomore students about sustainability at Tufts.
On Feb. 10, the Tufts Club Hockey team met UMass Lowell’s Women’s Club Ice Hockey on the ice of Medford’s Flynn Rink for a historical matchup: the Women's Game for the Tufts’ all-gender organization. Despite losing 5–3, the female-identifying members of the Tufts team still had a blast during the first-of-its-kind match.
Think of one first-year dorm at Tufts. Picture it in your mind in great detail — the outside, the common room, the bathrooms, all of it. What dorm were you thinking of? I am willing to bet money that you did not just picture Hill Hall (unless you are a current resident).
Aside from “What’s your name?” and “What year are you?” one of the most common questions you’ll hear in introductions on a college campus is “What’s your major?” Indeed, a student’s major plays a … well, major role in shaping their identity and experiences throughout college.
Among the Erewhon enthusiasts and holistic health junkies alike, a new profound interest in adaptogenic herbs has peaked in recent years. These powders and supplements contain various dried plant and root substances with supposed calming effects on the body and mind.
The beige brick building is nondescript. Every window has its blinds pulled tightly closed, leaving the impression that the interior is barren. There is no indication that the building is a reproductive healthcare facility. Upon my arrival at the clinic last spring to interview Dr. Laurent Delli-Bovi, the founder and medical director of Women’s Health Services — which is an ambulatory surgical center specializing in providing abortion care — I was, for a moment, nervous that my Uber driver had dropped me off at the wrong place.
Since 1630, Boston has stood strong. Many, from the British Redcoats to the Los Angeles Lakers, have tried and failed to conquer this great city. However, it has taken until 2024, some 394 years, for Boston to meet its greatest foe — Max Druckman. Yes, the cuisine czar, master muncher, yours truly, has finally taken his taste buds to the streets of the “City Upon a Hill.”
The infamous housing lottery numbers: they can tear apart friendships, induce murderous plots and force students to contemplate transferring. For months, the first-year class has heard rumors and stories about these numbers. And, of course, we’ve heard about the laudable 10-person Latin Way suite. Wow. Even after numbers have dropped, I still get butterflies whenever someone mentions Latin Way.
This past weekend, my mom visited, and we decided to spend the day inBoston. During our excursion, we traveled to two different T stations:Copley andWashington Square. When considering what to write this week’s column about, I could not choose which station to cover so I decided to cover both!
Tufts’ Graduate School of Arts and Science hosts many master’s degree programs that are continuations of their respective undergraduate majors and programs of study. For current undergraduates pursuing a career in education, Tufts offers a few notable 4+1 bachelor’s and master’s degree programs.
After yet another uphill kitchen last week in Houston Hall, I decided it was high time to switch things up and go all the way to the other end of campus to Tilton Hall to cook up one of my favorites: pierogies!
As evidenced in my last installment of Ruminations from Rabat, traveling has been a main priority of mine this semester. I have been particularly committed to traveling within Morocco and to experiencing all the rich cultural diversity the country has to offer. I spent the first three weekends traveling to Tangier — a colorful Andalusian wonderland — Essouira — an artsy beach town on the Atlantic coast — and lastly Casablanca, the buzzing heart of Morocco.
After getting out of the Uber with four of my closest friends, we slowly struggled down the steep steps leading into the Italian Embassy. It was February 10th, the Saturday before Valentine’s Day, and we were approaching the Embassy’s Valentine’s Day Gala. Waiting outside the entrance were the regulars: military men, congressional staffers and couples in mid-life crises. I’ll get to that last part eventually. But for now, I want to outline the chronicle of how we — a group of 20-year-old know-nothings — bargained and earned our attendance at a formal event like this. Others might call it cheating, but I call it the hustle.
From the basement office of the Daily, it can be hard to see the places that college journalism might take you. However, the lessons learned through late night production sessions, hours of fact checking and countless emails to sources and writers are all part of the strong foundation that the Daily provides its members.
