As I sit just two weeks away from wrapping up my undergraduate education, I have been spending a lot of time reflecting on the role of my education—and education more broadly.
After sort of inheriting the position last year, I have been in charge of handling Draper Center’s budget requests to the Associated Students of Pomona College.
While some of my best experiences with the Draper Center happen right here on campus, two of my most meaningful Draper weeks have happened not in Claremont, but in San Francisco.
Maya Kaul ’17 recalls visiting the Japanese-American National Museum and Arts District in LA a week before a homeless black man from the area was shot, connecting the parts of a global story of diaspora, community, and walls.
Last week, Pomona College campus was decorated with cohorts of effervescent high school students flaunting bright white T-shirts, broad smiles, and ignited curiosity towards discovery of a great milestone ahead of them - college.
In not too many days a new semester of IndigeNation and Native Initiatives will begin at Pomona.
If you were to Google my home address, it would tell you that The Rock, GA, is a 34 hour car ride and some change to the east. But if you were to ask me to write down my school address, you’d be directed to Mailbox 1248 at Pomona College.
What if tennis was made available for everyone? What if there’s a hidden Roger Federer or Serena Williams somewhere out in the United States who isn’t able to afford tennis expenses?
This past weekend, we played what I like to call the “ESL Matching Game,” in reference to the visual aid we created to help us pair student volunteers and Pomona staff members for the ESL tutoring program.
Sara Murphy ’18 reflects on the excitements and frustrations of planning Alternabreak and her anticipation of the trip a week before it happens.