Opinion

It all started with a random book I saw on a bookshelf at a friend’s house. “Toxic Positivity” in big

“Want a cigarette?”  “Habibiiii, aywaa”  I watched in utter confusion as two of my guy friends, who had just met

I can say with confidence based on my educational experience that my reflections and constructive criticisms about the quality of

When I was a little girl, I would always see my grandpa sitting on his desk, writing articles, and books,

Under the unforgiving Riyadh sun, my mother pleads with the sky to grant her the patience to endure her son’s

Dear Freshman me, As I sit here in the same blue chair at the same white desk in our room,

“If you live to the age of 18, you have lived enough stories to last you a lifetime,” the sound of

I felt so small on such a huge campus, but the truth was, I was small—I was eight. I was