To Myself, Prior to and in Becoming a Ghost of Harvard’s Past

To Myself, Prior to and in Becoming a Ghost of Harvard’s Past By ARIANA AKBARI The Harvard campus has shifted tectonically since I first matriculated in 2013. Incoming students will have no memory of the now-ancient relics that defined a significant portion of my own Harvard Square past – places like the Holyoke Center, Cafe Algiers, Wagamama, and Crema Cafe are all gone now. Many of the administrators and professors who influenced my own Harvard experience have met a similar fate. A great majority of my student peers have scattered across the globe and are well on their way to …

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To the Younger Version of Myself, During Freshman Year

To the Younger Version of Myself, During Freshman Year A four-part reflection on a super-senior’s time at Harvard By ARIANA AKBARI I received my Harvard acceptance in the Spring of 2013. Afterward, my mom took me to the Tex Mex restaurant I had gone to nearly every Friday night with my family. This time it was just me and her, during the day. She ordered a margarita like she did every Friday night – frozen, no salt. They brought her a margarita with salt on the rim anyway. As I dipped my first chip into the complimentary salsa, my mom …

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Parting Words

BY CHRISTINE WOLFE Some advice from a senior. I’ve finally realized that, as a senior, I’m about to leave Harvard. I find the thought of exit very liberating — Harvard has not been an easy place for me. I’m ready to move on. But Harvard has been my home for the last four years. To leave without intention to return is to break with a place and a community that has changed me. I don’t want to take advantage of what I’ve been given here. Nor do I want to forget what I’ve learned from having things taken away. And …

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