Spring is an important time of year for many cultures of the world. When the winter snow and ice melt, there is a rebirth of nature. For Judaism, Islam and Christianity, also known as the big three...

The first thing I really remember is this Twitter thread that starts, “When I came out to my parents, I was dating a boy who lived in Atlanta.” In the span of six tweets, the author wrote about...

Discrimination happens all around us. Most of the time, we are unaware of unjust or prejudiced treatments because we do not personally experience them, but it still exists.  Many of you are familiar...

When I was in kindergarten, my teacher taught American Sign Language to the class, and I thought it was the coolest thing in the world. My playmates and I would sign to each other, and I remember feeling...

Every four years, my temporary fixation with winter sports peaks at the Winter Olympics. I fall in love with figure skating, snowboarding, even curling for 17 days as the best athletes in the world compete...

On Friday, the International Center hosted a mini Lunar New Year event. Perhaps mini is the wrong word — there were so many attendees that the IC needed to provide more chairs for their audience. “This...

“We must get everything done before sunset,” my grandma would yell at my brothers and me. “The Lord needs everything done by sunset.” My grandma, this tiny older woman, would hustle around her...

Freshman chemical engineering major Zeynep Betul has learned to be proud of her culture. When Betul was about seven, her family moved from Los Angeles to Moscow, Idaho. She said she remembers living...

Solen Aref always knew writing was her passion, but what inspired her to publish her writing came from her faith and culture. Aref, junior broadcast news major, was raised in a Kurdish household, where...

My roots run deep. They keep me grounded and remind me of my humble beginnings, the sacrifices my family has made, the challenges I have overcome and the opportunities God blessed me with.  Without...

I am a cashew. Yep, that’s right. Based on a reputable personality quiz I took in sixth grade, I am the most forgettable of the mixed nuts. So sayeth the quiz: “You’re often the last person to...

For my father’s family, the American Dream meant leaving everything behind and starting over from scratch.  At 5 years old, my father and his family left Cherán, a beautiful city in Michoacán,...