Articles by Department: The Undergraduate

I think the enormity of my decision hit me when the plane flew out of Sydney airport and I watched the famous Opera House, its distinctive half…

Photomontages by Flint Born Some people live at the technological vanguard. They operate their tie racks by remote control and read the…

I make decisions on a whim, decisions prompted by sudden changes in interest—and subject to immediate retraction once I’ve recovered sense…

They’re dancing on the Steinway piano. And on the parquet, the Persian rugs, and the oak tables. The room is reverberating to a song called…

The final project for my fall semester writing course freshman year was an autobiographical narrative in the style of Faulkner’s The Sound and…

Thayer. 2 a.m. Six freshmen, clad in muted grays, stocking-caps, and ski-masks, review, for the umpteenth time, their plot. Lock-pick kit?…

I think it came to me on a bleak November day, in the middle of an equally bleak economics lecture, as I perched high in the lofty wood…

The day before I arrived in Kosovo, authorities in Pristina changed the name of the capital city’s thoroughfare from Vladimir Lenin Street to…

On the third day of my eight-week stint as a summer-school proctor, the mother of one of my charges reminded me of the difficulties that can…

My first Harvard memory is deciding not to go here. I had never really considered attending, but my high-school principal, a big Harvard…

I’ve got a crush on Hank Fuller — and who can blame me? Toby "Hank" Fuller Jr. worked his way up from the junior-varsity football…

(Please note that I should not be writing this column: I have a thesis chapter due on Thursday and pages to go before I sleep…) Harvard…

A month before our plans of study came due last May, many of my fellow first-years became frantic. Having to choose our concentrations when we…

On a campus steeped in lore and history, perhaps no history is more visibly honored than that of Harvard’s warriors. Since the earliest days of…