I was sick last week. It is only today when I am writing this that I feel even close to all right. It happened oh so suddenly. One day, I was feeling alright, then the next day, I woke up feeling a little...

Last week, in the midst of the colossal blizzard that uprooted millions of daily routines, I found myself in my bedroom, curtains closed, hunched over a cup of coffee on my desk and anxiously waiting...

If I were to add up all of the time I spend thinking about which classes I want to take in future terms, I’m fairly certain it would add up to an amount of time not dissimilar to how much time I spend...

On Feb. 16, 2023, an article was published by one of the bravest people I know — Camila Hernandez-Quintero. In 1,500 words, she lays her story bare for the Carleton community to read, feel and be confused...

I’ve written for a variety of the sections of the Carletonian, but consistently, the most difficult section is news. And I get that. I get that finding sources takes time, as does conducting research...

I have one term left at Carleton. By my rough estimate, I’ve taken a little over 33 different classes. On only a couple occasions have I repeated a professor. I counted about 11 different departments....

As the one and only Turkish student at Carleton, I’ve been like an ambassador of my country, language and culture on this campus for a long time. I was probably the first Turkish person that many people...

This Sunday, I watched the Super Bowl. I’m a lifelong football fan. Like many in Western South Dakota, I routinely cheer for the Green Bay Packers. I have watched every Super Bowl in recent memory,...

The ick. The word has become commonplace in our vernacular. It’s similar to a liberal arts education – very versatile. It can attack anything: someone’s laugh, someone’s use of “lol”,...

Dear Editor,  We are excited to celebrate the divestment of Carleton’s endowment from direct fossil fuel investments and fossil fuel-oriented mutual funds. This decision is thanks to the hard...

Two years ago, my art teacher asked the class to draw something for Black History Month, inspired by at least one of BLM’s guiding principles. For almost a week, I debated with myself over what to draw....

I got here six months ago. Aside from the mandatory hassling from the TSA at the airport and some shenanigans in actually getting to campus, I had finally made it to America. Now what? I was hopeful,...