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I feel truly blessed to spend every weekend with my first grandchild. We run around the house while my wife playfully shouts at us. Everything seems so much bigger when you're small. Our patio must appear enormous to her, as she loves playing out there. This reminds me of a story about a porch that felt impossibly large to me when I was seven years old and in a strange place.
In the high-stakes quiet of the Strong Room, election rivals found unexpected unity, respect, and shared humanity over food they each brought to sustain the process.
A promising student presidential team, full of heart and hope, faces sudden disqualification due to a CGPA rule, turning their vibrant campaign into a quiet lesson in grace, loss, and lasting impact
A story that people of immigrant parents can relate, and one gleaned from a personal story shared from the perspective of my late grandfather.
He was the people’s choice—principled, kind, and unshakable—but when envy failed to break him, they sent a woman to touch the one place he was most vulnerable: his heart.
A weird but creative dream that might inspire me to create something in the future.
A much-anticipated student presidential debate turns into a haunting symbol of absence when the candidates—academically withdrawn “ghost students”—fail to appear, exposing deeper issues of accountability and truth on campus.
Another weird dream that might possibly be the weirdest dream I have ever had!
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