Words can’t begin to describe how I feel The pain stabbing through my chest The knife of hatred Laced with discrimination Filled with prejudice Tainted with segregation Pure Racism. The wounds were closed So they said. Yet, they were never closed. Blood begins to pour from the lashes From years of whippings past We. Are….
I am a product of the Cuban Revolution as well as a Daughter of the American Revolution. How could two sides completely at odds possibly combine to create me? Who knows. I’m sure it won’t come to anyone’s shock when I say that in the last few days (or sixteen months)our country has seemed more…
“Our lives begin to end the day we become silent about things that matter.” -Martin Luther King Jr. Last Friday at 11:45 a.m., 500 students stood together in silence and held hands as symbol of unity. The leading days to that Friday were terrifying for students at Hope College. After the presidential election on Tuesday…
In my American Ethnic Literature class on Monday, English associate professor Dr. Jesus Montaño started our day with a video of Jack Ridl giving a TED talk, the topic of which was that it is okay to be “perfectly imperfect.” A phrase such as this can invoke emotions of confusion and disbelief—how could these two…
Contrary to the name that this column has come to bear proudly, I’m not actually angry about anything in particular today. Actually, I’d say that I’m pretty happy about the events that transpired leading to this. In case you didn’t know it, I am an Education major. I know it seems a little strange that…
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Alright, I’ve done this twice before, and honestly I thought we were totally done with this subject, but you guys keep bringing me right back into writing this. Well, fasten up your seatbelts you little baby people and grab your terrible friends who don’t read The Anchor because this is an article for them. That’s…
We’ve all been there, sunk deep into your well-worn couch crevice, your laptop dangerously overheating on your lap, its fans whirring sporadically as if technology itself could develop asthma. Your headphones have been deeply embedded in your ears for so long that you’ve started to experience excruciating pain, and yet you can’t summon the desire…