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A Village Wedding

Saturday, March 24th, 2012

Last summer I went home to Guyana to visit my family.  After a six hour flight from New York to Georgetown, followed by a thirty minute boat ride to the coast, then a twenty minute car ride to my village, I was ready to be embraced by my adoring aunts and cousins.

I arrived to a frenzy of activities in the village; women in fast paced action, running with pots and baskets of vegetables, and men unloading chairs and fixtures from trucks and donkey carts.  The center of this clamor was a house next to my aunt’s.  I continued to stare while walking backwards into my aunt’s house.  The door was open and as I called out I realized no one was home.

At that point I was no longer tired from my journey and I knew exactly what was happening.  There was going to be a wedding that week.  I proceeded to the house next door, and sure enough, I found my aunt and cousins.  Upon seeing me, they dropped the decorations from their hands and ran to me.  They held me in a tight embrace while apologizing profusely for not being at the house to greet me.

A typical Hindu wedding goes on for three to four days.  In a small village, it’s usually the cause for celebration for everyone.  Everyone joins in with the festivities and also with the preparations.  My favorite part is eating.  Traditionally the food is served in lotus leafs and you eat with your fingers.  This is the stuff I live for, and I can’t tell you how excited I was to be there at that time.  My other favorite part is the cooking.  The men tend to take control of the giant woks.  The women do all the prep work and the men do the cooking.  Cooking for a wedding is done outside, in the backyard; after all you are cooking to feed an entire village.

 

Rona, Columbia University, School of General Studies

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Apple Cafe Bakery

Friday, March 16th, 2012

I love cake. I’m not sure if there’s anyone who doesn’t and if there is, don’t call me. Cake is the one thing we should all be able to agree on.

Apple Café Bakery, located at 24 West 8th street (between 5th avenue and Macdougal street) provides cake and so much more. I stopped by one beautiful afternoon and enjoyed a sample of their delectable menu.

What you see on my plate is an apple crisp, a red velvet cupcake, a chocolate cupcake and three cookies- oatmeal raisin, peanut butter and white chocolate. I started with the cupcakes- they were delightful. I have a lot of feelings about the frosting to cake ratio and Apple Café Bakery gets it just right. The cake is light, warm, fluffy and feels like heaven in your mouth. The cookies were warm and chewy. The white chocolate melted in my mouth and the peanut butter had peanut chunks in it to give it some crunch. The apple crisp was wonderful as well. The sweet cinnamon apples blended perfectly with the crumbly crust.

Apple Café Bakery also sells cheesecakes, pies, pudding, muffins and brownies, all of which I would have gladly tried if I had a second stomach.

The owner Alhagie Jallow (he goes by Al for the benefit of his American customers) and head baker Babu are very friendly and make each patron feel like a member of the family.

Al is originally from Gambia and is currently taking classes at Hunter College. It makes perfect sense then, that his bakery would be such a welcoming place for students looking for a study break. Located a short walk away from NYU and the New School, Apple Café Bakery is a great place to get some work done. There is free WI-FI and you can enjoy coffee, tea and the smell of freshly baked goods while you work.

Even better, there is a coupon for Apple Café Bakery in the Campus Clipper! You won’t be able to just have one cookie so go ahead and indulge. The second one is free!

Al (right) and Babu ice a freshly baked batch of mini cupcakes.

Audrey, the New School
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KONY 2012

Wednesday, March 7th, 2012

It is truly awe-inspiring to witness people band together for an honorable cause. Through social media, ideas are able to spread like wild fire and gain momentum. KONY 2012 is a raging fire burning in the hearts of millions and is rapidly spreading across the world.

“JOSEPH KONY IS ONE OF THE WORLD’S WORST WAR CRIMINALS AND I SUPPORT THE INTERNATIONAL EFFORT TO ARREST HIM, DISARM THE LRA AND BRING THE CHILD SOLDIERS HOME.” -kony2012.com

People all across the globe are pledging their commitment to help put an end to child war crime in Africa. Living in one of the most influential cities in the world, New York City, I think it’s one of my human duties to help spread the word so that people stand up, as  one unit, to stop Joseph Kony.

Watch the video.

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Paul, Auburn University 2012

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Perfect Poise and Parade Ground Posture

Wednesday, March 7th, 2012

One of the big changes for me now I’m a student, is the lack of deliberate spaces and times in the day for exercise. I no longer have the benefit of exercise being considered a productive part of my day, and no one demanding I participate. I guess that’s not so different, coming from the Army or from High School – both institutions value fitness and make time for it; once you’re outside those organisations, it becomes entirely a matter for the individual.

Not only that, but College can be pretty bad for you anyway. Working, hunched over in Coffee shops, or lounge spaces with others, even in the library you don’t always get to sit in the best spaces, or the best ways. You may not feel it in your very early twenties, but I can promise you it is startling how soon back pain can inject itself into your life! Sitting badly at a computer for extended periods  is a well known evil, but like most things that are bad for us, yet not immediately painful or unpleasant, we just do it anyway. By the time you feel the pain, it’s already getting pretty far along. Even if you do abide by good posture, even take breaks every hour and follow all the good advice that’s out there, it’s still not a natural thing to be sitting at desks, working on computers, the way we all do.

Is Bigger really Better???

As someone who is always interested in new forms of exercise I was pretty keen to give Pilates a go. Sure, it’s not exactly what you think of when you think of military style fitness, but I’ve seen some pretty tough guys almost break down in a hard aerobics class, and the purely fittest people I’ve met have sworn by spinning and other less than macho forms of exercise, so I always keep an open mind; if it’s tough for you to do, it’s good exercise.

Better Exercise

Power Pilates may have the ring of Hollywood fad to it, but the form has been around a long while, and you only have to consider the physiques of most Hollywood stars to realize there may yet be something in it.  For me, the real benefits lie in the combination of stretching with resistance that really pushes your muscles to their limits, whilst keeping everything in a natural range of motion. This means that whilst you might get pretty exhausted, you should never be straining yourself, or doing damage. It also means that it works really well in strengthening those muscles that are hard to reach independently, like the ones holding your spine in place! Getting at these stabilizers is always valuable, and any exercise that can effectively target them is going to be more valuable than you realize.

Dan
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When was your last visit to the dentist?

Saturday, March 3rd, 2012

Do you have a dentist phobia?  Or are you just relaxed about having the routine 6 mouth check-up and cleaning?  It is a rather intimate situation; you feel exposed by giving someone the authority and privilege to poke around and examine your mouth.  For me the worst part is the unbiased suggestions on proper hygiene that feels more like a scolding.  But the thing about fears is that you have to face them.

I was long overdue for a cleaning and went to see Dr. Maritza Villamar Lozano.  Her office was warm and her staff was very friendly.  I felt calm and relaxed from the moment I walked into her office.  There was no wait and I was having X-Ray’s taken soon after I arrived.  Dr. Lozano was very compassionate and amicable.  She was also extremely meticulous, and professional, and took great care in answering my questions.  With up to date technology, she was able to take pictures and videos of my teeth and went over in detail, all of her concerns.

The cleaning process was quick and painless.  The hygienist took care great in being gentle and gave me advice on maintaining the hygiene of my teeth and gums.  My overall experience helped to alleviate my fear of the dentists and I feel much better knowing that I took a big step towards taking care of my teeth.  I feel more in control of not just my dental hygiene but also my life.

Rona, Columbia University, School of General Studies

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Leading Horses to Water

Wednesday, February 29th, 2012

 

It’s an unusual thing, to go from being responsible for the lifes – and lives – of 30 men, to being responsible for just yourself. Initially, for everyone in that position, I think the sensation is one purely of relief, of that pilgrims burden being taken off your back as you no longer have to be aware of what others are doing, how they behave, how their lives are going and how their careers are. Whilst responsible for people – in any field, not just the military – the tension of it never leaves you, no matter where you are. At any moment, the possibility is open that one of them may get in trouble, have an accident, do something stupid or otherwise need your attention. And you are responsible, you have to drop whatever you were doing, whatever time of the day or night, and get to where you need to be to help (or scold!) that person. So when that feeling leaves you, you always feel a little like you’re floating.

 

Must get that Mid-Term in!

For some, it just ends there, a stressor gone. But for others, a slow creeping sense of something missing can grow in the space that tension used to live in. Partly, that sense of being needed, necessary, can be very validating.- instant meaning in your life! So for those people, when it goes, they inevitably feel somehow unnecessary. For others, it can be the significance of the responsibility, or the power it implies and contains. But for a lot of us who have had that experience and then finished, it’s simply the camaraderie; the feeling of family it brings to have these people there for you can be tremendous, because it isn’t a one way street. Just as you have to be there for them, they will always bear that debt in mind, and look out for you as well. As the leader of a group of people, they want you to be significant, successful, because they like you and because it reflects on everyone.

 

There’s no real way to get that feeling back without being in that situation, and really it becomes more like nostalgia over time, a thing that is always better when viewed from the far side, than it is whilst it’s occuring. But there are always ways of recapturing the feel, if only for an evening. It was always put to me that the simple test of whether someone had leadership material was whether they were the sort of person who people would go to the pub with. And I don’t mean, did they organise the evenings (organisation being merely management) but did they inspire you to get out and go out and have a good time; did you look forward to being in their company? I like to think I have that, at least when I’m on form(!) and I love the variety of places to go out in New York.

 

One of my absolute favourites is a place called Fat Cats down in the West Village. It’s another great example of what the US does so well, that is almost impossible to find in the UK, a great fun bar with all kinds of activities going on around. My pool has improved dramatically since getting to NYC, and I love playing at Fat Cats, with a real buzz around because it isn’t just pool; they have a band – live music is a novelty for me, and that is sad – and it’s always playing something fun and upbeat. Even if you just want to chill out, they have cards, chess drafts and Backgammon – another personal favourite. I got good at Backgammon in the Middle East, and I defy anyone to beat me best of 5 or better! As with anything, you should always try and get a student coupon discount, there are plenty to be found (there’s one below!)

 

Practice a little leadership yourself, rouse your friends to go do something specific, and have a good time of it. It’s great going out, it’s really better when everyone is having fun because of what you did.

Dan
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Knowing the Whereabouts of your dinner

Sunday, February 26th, 2012

I don’t remember going to restaurants when I was younger because there were none.  I grew up in a village on the Essequibo Coast of Guyana.  We weren’t a dining out culture but we were a cooking culture.  Cooking was something like a ceremony; it was a day long preparation of breakfast, lunch and dinner.  As a child I had to accept the fact that dinner would always be a familiar bird or animal that I was playing with only a few hours before.

If it was a special occasion, a birthday, a visitor arriving, or just because it was a Saturday, my grandfather would decide on which fat goose he’d like to kill.  I remember following him around the fenced yard on days like those.  I’d stand behind him and wait for him to scavenge the yard with his eyes; my heart always racing at the anticipation of his decision.

“No, no not that one,” I’d say in my mind.

I never cried about it.  I accepted it and would choose which kill to watch.  My grandfather would catch and kill and leave the rest to my aunt.  She was good at plucking the feathers and roasting the bird.  Sometimes I sat with her and watched her shred the remaining feathers; how naked it was in her hands.  When that was all over, I was easily distracted and would forget about the haunting process that I had just witnessed.  By the time dinner was ready, I’d accept it without remorse.

Sometimes I forget how far I’ve come.  I don’t think about those memories when I’m eating out in a restaurant.  The memories just pop up when I’m staring at the blank screen.  I do enjoy the dining out experience.  New York is my new home and I’ve adapted to this new culture.  My childhood experience of food and cooking is wildly different from my present life and where I am now.  Even though I’ve gotten used to not being familiar with my dinner’s recent whereabouts, I still appreciate the contrast of the two experiences.

Rona, Columbia University, School of General Studies

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My love for travel

Thursday, February 23rd, 2012

The trick to packing is to roll your clothes.   You can fit more if you roll and not fold.  Don’t pack white socks and Nike’s.   Unless you want your pockets picked.  Yep, that’s what makes you stand out as a tourist; white socks and Nikes.

It was the summer that I was excited about.  My friends and I were going to Spain for a month.  I met the girls at my summer job that year.  We were working at a midtown outdoor restaurant and lounge.  Everything was planned; we would visit Madrid, Valencia and Barcelona and we would stay in hostels.

In Madrid we had late night tapas; we dined mostly in the  outdoor restaurants for two to three hours, just as everyone else did.  No one was ever in a rush to leave and the waitress was never eager to bring the check over.  In Valencia we had paella.  We also found a decent hotel for a very decent price and indulged over selves in the luxury.  It was a nice break from staying in hostels; which were to my surprise, pleasing and extremely affordable.

Our trip ended in Barcelona, where we basked on the beach during the day and danced with the city at night.  We were standing in front of a cathedral on our last day; wearing white socks and Nikes.  It was a sunny and crowded day.  I was being tossed and turned and struggled to find my way through the crowd to reach my friends.  When I did reach the girls, I noticed that my friend’s backpack was open.  A few moments later we realized that she had been robbed.  Her money and driver’s license was gone.

We were told that we stood out as tourists because of our attire.  It was an unfortunate experience but we hoped that the culprit made good use of their new found fortune.  The experience didn’t frighten us too much or scare us away from traveling.  We chucked it up to learning and got better at blending in.

Traveling is just one of my great loves.  Not just family vacations and spring break, but visiting other countries, trying new food, and experiencing culture.  The pickpocketing experience was a lesson on safer ways to travel.  If you pack right, blend in and try not to look like a lost tourist, traveling will be much more rewarding.

Rona, Columbia University, School of General Studies

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Soldier to Student…

Wednesday, February 22nd, 2012

Today, life for me is a rather different matter compared to how it was just six months ago. My day used to begin at seven AM, with BBC Radio 4 news and the sensation of having just emerged from a deep freeze, as my mind attempted a mental inventory of the rest of my body. A partially effective shower later and I would be in the mess hall, shaved, smartly dressed and working through a stodgy breakfast, while my brain took a second stab at the physical inventory. By eight, I would be at my desk and just about through the fourth layer of security before I began a days work that was surprisingly dull, for all the significance it carried. Suffice it to say, those of us engaged in matters of National Security still despise MicroSoft’s Windows, still gossip like teenagers and still engage in petty contests to impress the boss… The best part of the day was my gym time in the evenings.

From my bed, to my breakfast to my workstation, I never had to leave the site; if you worked over a weekend you might not get ‘outside the wire’ in two weeks or more with a gym, a bar, a church, social activities and a life where your colleagues, are your friends, are your neighbors – it can be a true fishbowl. And I guess it was not so different from university life, in some respects – though the timings are offset by at least three hours or more! Where it does start to get different is the world around you. When I get up now I don’t start running through the strict timings of my day, I just try to recall the ones that matter. Instead of all eighteen hours of my conscious existence being accounted for, it’s two hours, every other day. The freedom gets perplexing sometimes, but it only takes about a week and half before you completely abandon your daily shaving regime, stop fussing over the shine on your shoes and even contemplate the necessity of a morning shower. Not so much de-institutionalized, rather re-institutionalized back into being a student, I have gleefully abandoned almost every element of my old life, bar one. After eight years of it, I cannot bare to miss my exercise.

With a host of options in a city like New York – only when you’ve spent ten bewildered minutes in front of three drinks coolers trying to work out the specific character of your thirst, can you really appreciate the majesty of a true consumer culture – finding a gym is technically easy and practically impossible. Normally, I would go to the university gym, but that’s not necessarily for everyone. The gym is always busy, and I’m getting past being an undergraduate by… well, I’m past being an undergraduate. As someone who’s been fit all their life, and in a professional capacity, I really wanted a little more. So, after a week of free trials and footwork, I finally settled on Crunch, near Union Square.

Easy

For me, running in NYC is almost a total non-starter. Yes, you can go out to the Park, or along the rivers, but I don’t live near any of those. I once ran a 10k in the Afghan desert, and that was less daunting, and more effective, than trying to run while constrained by New York traffic, so a good range of machines I can always get to makes all the difference. The weights more than matched my needs but the real difference was the classes. In the Army, you don’t just go out and run, or do push-ups in lines. We were always pretty good about mixing up fitness and providing different challenges and I still much prefer to vary my workout as often as possible, so getting to sign up for a different thing each week keeps me in good nick, and keeps me interested each session. It’s a lot better than just going down on your own and slogging through a routine you clipped from a magazine, or worse, just trailing round the equipment and giving it a bash. Having someone lead you through your exercise makes you work harder and better, and a trainer is just as good as a military PT – though I do get nostalgic for the name calling sometimes!

Hard

Whilst it seems a little extravagant to join a gym, there are deals to be had, particularly as a student. If it seems like something you’d want to get into, check out this deal on Crunch Gyms. They have a great offer across the summer when school is closed, so if you’re in the city over the summer, go for it.
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Dan
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Lent

Wednesday, February 22nd, 2012
After being briefly befuddled by a woman on the subway this morning with a black x on her forehead, I remembered it was Ash Wednesday, the first day of Lent. She must have received ashes on her forehead in church this morning.

Lent is the time of penance and sacrifice before Easter. It lasts for 40 days to coincide with the 40 days Jesus spent fasting in the desert, tempted by Satan. Generally, people give up a luxury in remembrance. I grew up a Presbyterian in the south, so Lent was a thing in my household. However, since we were liberal southern Presbyterians, Lent became something of a family joke. One year, my uncle announced he was giving up raisins. My uncle is not particularly religious nor does he eat raisins so God only knows where that came from.

My Dad always gave up sweets and every year his sacrifice followed the same general pattern. Two or three weeks into it, the Girl Scout Cookies would be delivered, my sister and I would have forgotten all about Lent and say, “Hey Dad do you want a Thin Mint…oh sorry, I forgot.”

One time at a barbecue restaurant I had a similar memory lapse and reminded my dad that they had banana pudding, his favorite dessert, on the menu. I thought he was going to burst into tears.

I gave up chocolate one year and lost seven pounds. But I had a more important realization. Giving up chocolate didn’t make me think about Jesus more, it made me think about chocolate more.

So in the spirit of worshipping whatever deity you affiliate yourself with (if any,) eat whatever you want. And save money!

Audrey, the New School
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