Some call it another school year, but me, as an international student I call it another war. You would think that after three first days of classes things would get way easier, well it is not really the case.
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Is Grand Valley State University diverse? “In the sense of plants and wildlife, yes; in the sense of humans, no,” said Valentina Valdes, GVSU alumna and former graphic designer for the Lanthorn. On the other hand, Shelby Woody, senior at GVSU majoring in cultural anthropology, said, “yes, more so than it used to be.” There are currently 369 international students on this campus out of 24,654 students total and nine cultural organizations out of the 180 organizations active on this campus, and I still believe that my GVSU is quite diverse. Most people would say the opposite due to the fact that it is a predominantly white school in need of more color, but I have a different definition of the word “diversity.” Diversity starts by acknowledging that there are different cultures around you and making the effort to get to learn about them.
As I was complaining about a purse being expensive in a little shop in New York City, an old lady once told me “nothing is free in America” and I responded, “but anything is possible.” I put the purse back and walked out of her store with a smile. I was just being silly but I do believe that anything is possible in the United States of America; you just have to be at the right place at the right time.
The sky can be grey, the sky can be blue. Fresh Food Company doesn’t always satisfy everyone’s appetite. Classes will get harder throughout the semester. Our school has a good football team. Not everybody on this planet has to the same religion. The new library, the Mary Idema Pew Library and Learning Commons, is almost finished.
October is here, and I am beyond excited. Not because of Halloween (well, kind of), but because I get to go home to Paris in two months.
A few days ago, I was walking with my friend Alexandria in Meijer. I was jokingly complaining about the fact that I couldn’t find all the products I needed.
Living well in a different country is all about assimilation. Like any other individual who is unfamiliar to the culture and the area, I had to make a few adjustments in order to fit in and make my new life a little bit easier.
Grand Valley State University… definitely not the type of university I thought I would one day be attending.
Although many of us just got done celebrating Thanksgiving, I know that a few of us already decorated our Christmas trees – because the one thing that I know for sure is that Americans love their holidays. From Halloween to St. Patrick’s Day, the hype is definitely always there.
You can ask any French person what Sundays are for, and they will tell you that it is strictly to sleep in. That thought not only would reinforce the stereotype that we are lazy, but that would also show how different our culture is compare to the United States. I have been here long enough to say that Americans are way more religious than we are. I have always thought that going to Church on Sunday was a myth in American movies. In France, I do not know a single person who goes to Church
Who thought they’d never see the day? Yes, we survived the end of the world and here we are, on to a New Year, and therefore, another semester full of adventures.
It now has been 3 weeks since school started back again, and in case you haven’t noticed, the GV population had doubled.
“Take good care of yourself, and most importantly, don’t you trust anybody,” whispered my mother to me before I hopped on the plane for Michigan.
Earlier last week, an old lady, one of our loyal recreational center customers interrupted me while I was daydreaming.
February 18, 2013, some of us are still single, and it is still snowing. What’s new? Well, I can’t really help you much about the first part, but as crazy as it may sounds, I believe that snow should make us appreciate life a little more, and here is why. As I, once again, was people watching, one of my supervisors approaches and engages me in casual conversation.
One of the best parts of being an international student is that you get to represent your country and “promote your culture.” I know that whatever I may do, people will associate it with my culture and make it a stereotype, so I try to not be too crazy and I am always down to answer questions.
When I look up the definition of spring break, this is what I find: recess in early spring at universities and schools in various countries around the world. Nothing about any craziness or wildness is mentioned there, but it sure is happening.
Every time I hand my passport to an attendant at the airport before I check my luggage, I can’t help but look at my Visa expiration date before putting my passport back in my purse.
“Asking questions is not always a sign of ignorance, but sometimes the best way to show curiosity.
Imagine yourself as a parent. One day, your 17-year-old daughter tells you she wants to go study abroad on the other side of the globe for a whole year.