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Category Stories: First Generation

  • How Study Abroad Helped my Mental Health and Emotions

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    How Study Abroad Helped my Mental Health and Emotions

    Mental Health Back Home My emotions are something I’ve struggled with a lot in the past. In particular, I feel this at my home university because at Colby I feel stressed and sometimes lonely. Being so far away from home at Colby is hard. I always miss my family and the comfort of Chicago: of…

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  • From Regret to Optimism: Finding Common Ground in a Foreign Institution

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    From Regret to Optimism: Finding Common Ground in a Foreign Institution

    Re-posted with consent from Lea Morin and the Amherst Global Education blog, Beyond the Bubble: The overarching feeling I’ve had since my journey to London has been one of regret. Leading up to my departure, I was on campus working and observing the start of the Fall semester at Amherst as an outsider. I didn’t get to share…

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  • How To Overcome First Generation Hurdles While Studying Abroad

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    How To Overcome First Generation Hurdles While Studying Abroad

    Let me start by saying that I am a first-generation college student who grew up in poverty. I have also struggled with depression and anxiety for most of my life. At one point, I started failing classes and had to drop out of college for a year and a half. Studying abroad has always been…

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  • Some Thoughts on the Unexpected Benefits of Traveling Solo

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    Some Thoughts on the Unexpected Benefits of Traveling Solo

    Traveling During the six-week Easter break afforded to me at Oxford, I accomplished some travel. This was about a month and a half’s worth, most of it alone, as I took trains around the South of France and Alpine Austria, did a pilgrimage to Lourdes, and spent a frankly unnecessarily long time in Bordeaux. There’s something to…

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  • Exploring My Mexican Identity in México: Part II

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    Exploring My Mexican Identity in México: Part II

    “Cuando la ire a ver?” “When will I see her again?” my grandmother says with such despair as tears gather in her eyes. She’s holding my phone, looking at a photo of my mom. They haven’t seen each other, hugged each other, or held each other in 20 years. “No, creo que ya no la…

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  • How to Reset While Abroad

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    How to Reset While Abroad

    As I passed the two-month marker of my semester abroad, I entered a rut: one that can only be described as complacency. I had become complacent with a schedule that did not leave me excited to leave my bed. I went to classes and paid very minimal attention, if any. I just went through the…

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  • How being a first-generation college student pushed me to study abroad

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    How being a first-generation college student pushed me to study abroad

    When the world was thirty-three years younger than it is now, my dad graduated high school with his head somewhere in the clouds, because that was the best place to find the kind of birds he was looking for. Gray ones, camo ones, with bodies that were built not grown, stomachs that guzzled gas not…

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  • Myth Busters: Study Abroad Edition

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    Myth Busters: Study Abroad Edition

    Myth Busters: Study Abroad Edition You may think you know what it takes to be able to study abroad during your undergraduate college career. You may also think you know that studying abroad isn’t possible for you.You may be wrong. I chose Franklin & Marshall College for two reasons: the research opportunities and the study…

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  • Finding a Faith Community in a Secular Country

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    Finding a Faith Community in a Secular Country

    If you’re like me, you spend an awful lot of time worrying about the state of your immortal soul. And as a first-generation college student—at that, one whose parents had never left the country—it was a source of some anxiety for me, whether I’d be able to practice my religion to a sufficiently neurotic extent…

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  • Somewhere In the Rainbow: Celebrating Pride in Wellington

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    Somewhere In the Rainbow: Celebrating Pride in Wellington

    It’s my first year of college, and I’m sitting on the floor in my room making friendship bracelets, because I never grew out of making friendship bracelets (and honestly, I probably never will). I can’t do anything too fancy, three colors being the maximum number of colors I can work with, but that’s perfect for…

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