Homesick in the land of rugby

"Homesick in the land of rugby" is an op-ed article I wrote for the MAIJ postgraduate student newspaper. In the days following the Patriot’s victory in Super Bowl XLIV, while envisioning all the nachos I missed out on, I took the opportunity to express my homesickness in journalistic form. Enjoy.  

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Yesterday I wrote a 31 word research question. I removed my hands from the keyboard and could distinctly hear my professor’s mantra: cut down the word count. After reading it aloud and crowd sourcing editing skills from my friends seated around me I narrowed the focus down to 18 words. (Hooray!) As I work to …

Retreat at Gregynog Hall

News Review: .Mic

When you attend an International Journalism programme, of course you'll be exposed to new opinions, sources, and perspectives -- but who knew I had to travel to Wales to encounter a new US news source?   Mic.com was introduced to me by my friend Kawai Man, from Hong Kong. "I was attracted to the visual presentation...and keep going back …

Oxford, UK

This past Saturday the graduate centre sponsored a trip to Oxford and the British weather gods blessed the day.   Unbeknownst to us, Oxford University freshers (aka freshmen) were matriculating that morning. All across the city young kids were dressed in black suits and skirts with white tops and the official, short-sleeve robes of an …

FUNDamental Differences

In the United States education is expensive. Over four years of private high school, another four of undergraduate coursework, and one graduate-level online course my studies have required upwards of $5,000 worth of textbooks, novels, dictionaries, and other reading materials. One of many fees on top of tuition. Enter Cardiff University, from this Yankee’s perspective, …

Cardiff Bay

Cheers

It’s been five days and I am thrilled to be acclimating to the city of Cardiff and patiently awaiting the start of classes and life as a postgraduate student. On my first day, only hours after disembarking a propeller plane from Dublin, the taxi driver who brought me to Tesco tried to teach me a …