Everyone keeps asking me to say something about Justin Carr ’14’s death, but, in all honesty, I’ve been trying to forget about it. It’s surprisingly easy to do when, like me, one is thousands of...

I find it a little disconcerting that I am having trouble figuring out what to write. I think the problem is that I am trying to put my feelings into words and, at the moment, words just don’t seem to...

I am an orphan, but only for two weeks. Besides me, there are about 10 other orphans, and we have all banded together and made a Skype group, which we have cleverly titled The Orphans. Our namesake is...

I am starting to become the stereotypical, American teenager. The weird part is that I’m in China. I have been a teenager for four years, and I have been living in Beijing, China with the high school...

“In Section 6b, enter our school name and address,” said the proctor for the P.S.A.T. With my yellow, #2 Dixon Ticonderoga pencil I wrote School Year Abroad China, 12 Xin Jie Kou Wai, Beijing, and,...

Have you ever felt guilty for eating a submarine sandwich? I have. It happened in Beijing, where I am spending my junior year of high school with the foreign exchange program School Year Abroad, at a...