I knew in high school that I wanted to study biology, but I wasn’t ready to give up my fascination with literature, history, and art. When I started my first year at UChicago, I hesitated to declare my Biology major and instead started a Social Sciences sequence (part of the UChicago Core), called Classics of Social and Political Thought. We dived headfirst into Greek philosophy, and I was surrounded by the rich history of the classics. Each discussion was a new adventure into a past era and school of thought. By the time we reached Nietzsche, I was in too deep.
You’ve finished up your UChicago tour and information session and are now in the Quad admiring the Gothic-style buildings. As beautiful as they are, you know that you’ll be able to see them again on UChicago’s Instagram. Your flight home doesn’t leave until later in the evening--what should you do now? The city of Chicago seems like it has endless options, ranging from premier comedy clubs and world-class architecture to your favorite sports teams and Michelin Star restaurants.
There it was, right in front of me: quite a bit larger than I had imagined, and therefore all the more awe-inspiring. With my own hands I leafed through a nearly five hundred year-old anatomy text, an original edition of Andreas Vesalius’ De humani corporis fabrica from 1543. My History of Medicine, 1500-1900 Civilizations course (commonly referred to as “Civ” on campus) had made a trip to Special Collections at the Regenstein Library to look at originals of such significant works.
Who knew that UChicago would provide me with the opportunity to live my ten-year-old self's America’s Next Top Model dream?
Since 2003, MODA at the University of Chicago has been a platform dedicated to showcasing fashion on campus and promoting the greater Chicago and nationwide fashion scenes. One of their main events is a fashion show where student designers curate original designs for the University community and general public.
The clangs of foils, sabers, and épées can be heard loud and clear on the 3rd floor balcony of the Henry Crown Field House. UChicago undergrads and grads alike can be found suited up in white, engaged in combat against one another.
In the last segment, we looked at restaurants and food trucks around 57th Street. Part II heads up to 55th street to see what culinary goods it has to offer. I like to think of 55th Street as a little slice of the world because there are so many international cuisines! Middle Eastern, Mexican, and Korean— the list goes on. Check them out below!
One of the great things about the University of Chicago is the amount of time you have to find your niche and take all kinds of classes before declaring a major. When you’re admitted to UChicago, you’re admitted to the College, not a specific major program, allowing you to leisurely explore different interests. My personal journey involved detours in Statistics, Religious Studies, and Comparative Literature before I finally settled into my one true calling—Cinema and Media Studies (CMS)—near the end of last year (my third year!).
I work with poop. Literally, I use fecal samples to monitor the levels of stress and reproductive hormones in animals at the Lincoln Park Zoo. I work in the Davee Center for Epidemiology and Endocrinology, a lab in the conservation department at the Lincoln Park Zoo, in the heart of Chicago. The lab does “non-invasive welfare monitoring” – basically, we take feces, hair, and fur, run it through a bunch of big expensive machines, and measure the amount of each hormone we are testing for.
As the Thanksgiving holiday approaches and autumn gives way to winter, the joys of the Fall Quarter are worth recalling once more. Autumn is a special time of year. It's when we all return to Hyde Park after a summer filled with various internships, vacations, and volunteer work. It's when we reunite with friends, housemates, classmates, and perhaps intramural sports nemeses. And— above all— it's when the Divinity School Coffee Shop, Grounds of Being or “Div”, finally reopens for business.
1 and 2 and 3 and… I count (silently) to myself, waiting to come in as the sopranos and altos open Victoria’s “Miss O Magnum Mysterium.” We’re in the back of a Pittsburg church singing to an audience on the first day of Motet choir’s East Coast holiday tour. It’s now time for my section—the basses—to join the sopranos, altos, and tenors. With our opening pitch, we fill out the harmony, giving the other parts a base to listen and tune to. The choir continues on – swelling and waning with the instruction of our conductor’s hands.