The first thing many students visiting Stevens notice is the view of the New York City skyline, specifically the view from Babbio Patio.
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Hello! Frequent readers of The Stute might not recognize my name as a typical staff writer — I’ve been the Head Copy Editor for the past four years, editing in the shadows fixing Oxford commas, sentences that are just not quite right, and cases of oh no no no how on earth do I fix this fueled by Pepsi and cold pizza in three different Stute offices until the wee hours of the morning.
Stevens was one of 53 universities across the country to participate in the Center for Disease Control’s mask surveillance study titled MASCUP!
When I attempt to construct a narrative of my four years at Stevens, to present a piecemeal construction of the 1348 days between my first permanent relocation to its campus and now, I am overwhelmed by the enormity of the totality of my experience.
It might seem like a strange thing, but when I look back on the past four years at Stevens, I think about Plato’s allegory of the cave.
On April 8, Bob Maffia, Vice President for Facilities and Campus Operations at Stevens, sent an email to students and faculty with the subject “Stevens To Source 100% of its Electricity from Renewable Source.”
It was 3:00 in the afternoon when I woke up to a faint noise of the announcement on board from the cabin crew and the captain herself, “As we have started to approach the city of New York, all the passengers are requested to open their window shades as the temperature outside is 3 degrees with clear skies.”
It almost feels like cheating at this point, but given I’ve been in China for exactly a year and one day (and given the rest of my family is still in America), I have a unique perspective on the two extreme ends of COVID-19 responses.
One of my fondest memories as a child was going to the General Motors Heritage Museum in Detroit, Michigan. One of my favorite cars from the visit was the 1939 Buick Phaeton.
Being a graduate student actually makes you more of an apprentice to your respective field of study and less of an innocent and inexperienced student.