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I craved more narratives about people whose winters were not full of snow — the stories of people in my own country and in different parts of the world.

Growing up, I was ashamed of being Filipino. In fact, some of my most vivid childhood memories are from when the shame was most stinging.

Like many Taiwanese schoolchildren, my earliest forays into the vast world of Chinese literature began with the recitation of the San Zi Jing (Three-Character Classic) — perhaps best described as catechisms for the budding Confucianist.

Demonstrators temporarily shut down eastbound traffic on Highway 580 as part of a Saturday night demonstration in response to white nationalist protests in Charlottesville, Virginia on Friday and Saturday morning.

Get ready for bald eagles to screech from afar as the Liberty Bell rings out from the redwood forest to the Gulf Stream waters. Let's make John Adams blush.

The blessed summer months are finally upon us, and we at the Clog couldn't be more excited.

I would hope that UC Berkeley would recognize the importance of supporting language learning and choose instead to invest in the diversification and cultural awareness of its students.

This is the second in a series of photo essays on the immigrant experience at UC Berkeley.

It wasn’t until my Shakespeare professor introduced me to the engaging and somewhat comical process of rephrasing Shakespearean dialogue in modern, colloquial English that I was able to draw any connection between the 10-pound collection of Shakespeare’s plays on my desk and the social stratagem of the average millennial.

Maybe what scared me most about those long breaks in conversations was the emotional rawness that stirred to fill the void.