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An Open Letter to Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu

An Open Letter to Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu

The life lessons I have learned from my favorite extra-curricular

March 23, 2018 | Misael G.

Dear Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu, When we first met, I was a chubby fifteen-year-old kid. I had no real experience with martial arts, nor any natural physical ability I could call “athleticism.” You first captured my imagination through reruns of the Ultimate Fighting Championship that aired late night on Spike. You drew me in with a promise […]

Myths Worth Busting to Stay Sane in Grad School

Myths Worth Busting to Stay Sane in Grad School

March 23, 2018 | Zoya B.

Caricatures by Maria G. (Zoya’s sister) As we approach the middle of the second semester and inch on all-fours towards the summer, we look back at what we’ve gained and cultivated since the year began, and we inevitably start to make resolutions to do things bigger, better, and faster before the academic year runs out […]

Let’s Break Down Echo Chambers

Let’s Break Down Echo Chambers

The importance of different perspectives in science and in life

March 22, 2018 | Anna I.

“Luckily, we live in a blue, blue state. I mean, if you don’t like living in a blue state… well, too bad.” I shivered. I was at a mandatory ethics training session held here, at MIT. We had just finished talking about inclusion and acceptance. And yet our instructor demonstrated the very opposite of the […]

Undercover Art

Undercover Art

Discovering the (not so) hidden artsy side of MIT

March 15, 2018 | Zoë L.

Before coming to MIT, I had this idea in my head that it was a super tech focused, STEM-driven institution. And it is, in many ways. But thinking of it that way scared me a little, because despite being a physics major in undergrad and a mechanical engineering major now that I’m in graduate school, […]

Finding My Home

Finding My Home

Learning to thrive in grad school

March 9, 2018 | Olivia F.

“70 Pacific Street. I guess this is it,” my dad declared as we pulled the minivan to the front entrance. The nine-story brick building loomed over us like Mount Everest. I could feel my heart beat as I walked to the front door, my parents not far behind. A banner with “Sidney Pacific” on the […]