Tag: Postscript

Overcoming adversity to become a leader

I spent the 14-hour drive from my home in Bedford, Nova Scotia, to my first day at Queen’s shaking. My mind raced with dreams of someday becoming a ‘Queen of Queen’s’ and finding my footing in a new environment. But I also knew that I was anything but the typical Queen’s student. My father is a first-generation...

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Not drinking at one of Canada’s top party schools

On Homecoming of my first year I got drunk for the first and last time. I spent the first two months of school desperate to fit in with my peers and, sporting a tricolour rugby shirt and stumbling down University Avenue, I felt like I finally had.  In my first few weeks at Queen’s, I’d somehow missed...

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Forging my Jewish identity as a minority

As one of few Jewish people attending my Anglican high school, I was accustomed to being the centre of attention in curious rooms. While learning about the Holocaust in History class, my peers’ eyes would dart towards me before participating. When we covered Judaism in World Religions, my teacher...

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Being Black, queer, and hopeful for our future

I found it difficult to connect with other men during high school because I didn’t feel masculine enough to fit in, even when we shared similar interests. Nonetheless, I was still able to make some male friends and I’d like to imagine we had fairly decent relationships. But I faced a significant issue...

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Personalizing Black History Month

Mental illness doesn’t stop for any occasion.  I’ve spent birthdays and family vacations playing tug of war with depression, anxiety, and ADHD. I’ve found myself immobilized by fear minutes before leaving my house because the mere idea of being in a room full of people was overwhelming. Try as I may, events...

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Me before you: love and mental health

This article mentions suicide and may be triggering for some readers. Due to the sensitivity of the content, the author’s name has been removed to maintain anonymity.   As the middle child in a family of three girls, my mum always referred to me as the glue. I kept the sisterly fighting to a...

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Entering the Lion’s Den of residential Kingston

Getting too comfortable in your environment is a sin. After a run-in with a local Kingston resident, I realized that’s for good reason.  After three years in Kingston, I’ll admit my cockiness has the tendency to get the better of me. I tend to forget I live in a real town and not a student jungle...

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Tackling diabetes as a team sport

When I was first diagnosed as a diabetic, I thought my condition was a burden to carry alone for the rest of my life. It took me a few years to figure out I had it backwards.  When I was twelve years old, I abruptly lost an alarming amount of weight. I suddenly looked like I was drowning in my Lululemon...

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Spending the holidays like a Gael

While some students are lucky enough to head home early for winter break, others spend most of December getting exam-ready in the library. As the end of the year approaches, The Journal asked students to share their most memorable holiday experiences at Queen’s. We hope these stories remind you to...

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Standing strong in the face of antisemitism

I can’t remember a time where I was unaware people in the world would harm me solely because I was Jewish. That statement may sound extreme. But in the aftermath of the massacre at the Tree of Life synagogue in Pittsburgh a few weeks ago, where the shooter yelled, “All Jews must die” before taking...

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Discovering my limits at the New York City Marathon

Turning the corner onto Lafayette Avenue, I looked at my arm.  It was covered in goosebumps for the sixth time in the last 50 minutes. I’d been counting. Two hours later, the pain had set in and I was incapable of thinking anything so small. At that moment, there were 26.2 miles of the New York Marathon...

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Photo essay: A picture-perfect tour of Lake Louise

When I set out looking for a summer job, I didn’t plan on living in a postcard. As it turns out, pleasant surprises are a reality. After first year, I worked at Lake Louise in Banff National park for three months. If you Google “Canada,” you’re basically guaranteed to see photos of either Lake Louise...

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Queen’s students share their personal ghost stories

  Rooming with Spirits In 2017, five of my friends and I moved into our new house to find we weren’t the only ones living there.   We’d been looking forward to moving in for almost a year. Second year meant no more cafeteria food, dons, or public bathrooms—only six friends living together.   We quickly...

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Applying minimalism to the student lifestyle

In September 2016, I came to school with a truck full of boxes and a mind cluttered by expectations. It would be a few months before I sought help and turned to a minimalist lifestyle—a way of life that seeks value in non-material things and declutters more than your personal space. Minimalism focuses...

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Five days of post-worthy student perfection

The public personas of social media stars are perfect—no ‘cheat days,’ no sleeping in, and no mistakes.   As an avid Instagram and YouTube consumer, I’ve noticed social media personalities commenting on fitness, diet, and the student lifestyle. Their messages seem positive, but leave no room for...

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Facing our fears in float therapy

Josh: In high school, I had nightmares where I was horrifyingly buried alive.  A few years later, I was asking Kingston’s Immerse Spa to drop me into a pitch-black sensory deprivation tank. You can imagine my internal shock. Immerse Spa specializes in float therapy, where you lie in a closed pod that...

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Tales from a summer at a racehorse fertility clinic

I’ve always wanted to be a veterinarian—at least I tried to remind myself that when I shadowed a racehorse fertility vet. His prize job: preparing a fake female horse—parts and all—for the “collection” time of a male in heat.  It was a surprise. When I was little, I would tell every grown-up about...

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When we knew Queen’s was right for us

As the first days of classes close, some students already feel at home already while others are doubting their choice of university. The Journal asked students to share when they knew Queen’s was the right school for them. We hope these stories will prove that if you haven’t fallen in love with Queen’s...

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Learning to process my grief during frosh week

When my mother walked into my room with tears in her eyes as my brother and I watched tennis, I assumed it was about her son’s first year at university. I knew seeing her first child go to university wasn’t going to be easy for her. I asked if everything was okay. She sat on a wicker laundry hamper...

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How my late aunt Susan’s words guided my life and education

Recently, I’ve been bombarded with advice about how to navigate university. I never expected the most meaningful guidance I’d receive, for university and life, would come from a speech my late aunt delivered over seven years ago.   The speech—and her battle with cancer—taught me happiness isn’t something...

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Finding the strength in an allegedly weak name

Our parents’ names for us can be reminders of what they hope we become. My family gave me various nicknames but the weakness associated with my birth name hung over me until I learned to understand its true meaning. To my grandfather I was Assal (honey); to my mother I was Sumaya (highest point) and...

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Life lessons from Queen's University

Starting at Queen’s, everybody tells you that graduation will come sooner than you can imagine. But when you’re a nervous frosh juggling countless hours of new classes and commitments, the end seems like it couldn’t be further away. With less than two weeks of school left, leaving this place seems...

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Having an abortion doesn't need to be a horrific experience

This story talks about abortion. It may be triggering for some readers.  I’m a girl from a Catholic family who went to church every Sunday. I attended Catholic school my whole young adult life. Consequently, I — like many other Queen’s students — grew up surrounded by people who believe abortion is...

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Navigating mental illness, trauma and intimacy

Feeling even the slightest bit of love when you’re struggling with your mental health can reinstate value in yourself and your life. But it can also create a dependency on a person to define your self-worth.  It’s a double-edged sword. Navigating my mental illnesses, trauma and general mental health...

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Finding inspiration outside of normal confines

Despite living in a world where men dominate politics, engineering and other powerful societal roles, my own personal world growing up taught me to not think for a second that there was anything a woman couldn’t do. When someone looks at a summary of my life up until where I am now, they would likely...

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