69 Cent Shots and Postmodern Clutter in the Big Red Barn
A Fond Eulogy to Tempe’s Minder Binders
Editors' Note: Author Larry Ellis is an alum of the Department of English (BA 1975; MA 1997; PhD 2003).
My Sister, the Teacher
One Student’s #RedforEd Close-Up
Editors' note: Author Mayra Vasquez-Chavez is an English major at ASU. During 2018-2019, she served as an intern in the Department of English communications office.
Making Loved Ones Proud: What 'University' Means to Two First-Generation College Students
Reach high, for stars lie hidden in you.
—Rabindranath Tagore
As first-generation college students (the first in their family to go to college), Gilbert Islas and Samuel Dimeny feel a sense of responsibility. And they want to make their loved ones proud.
A writing teacher reflects on two future educators' sincerity and passion for being in the classroom.
Sam and Antonise. My only two students who had perfect attendance that semester. It was ENG 394 (The Rhetoric of Identity)—fall 2018—and near the last day, I took note.
“Sam, congratulations. You had perfect attendance.” I look down at my gradebook. Antonise’s attendance column boasts all checkmarks.
“You too, Antonise. Good job! You’re my future teachers,” I smile.
When was the last time you browsed the physical stacks in a library? For many of us humanists, it’s an act of serendipitous discovery, intellectual pleasure, and significant nostalgia. For traditional-aged undergraduates, however, it’s more likely to be a foreign activity associated with a past era. Reaching for a volume from a high shelf may be known more through scenes in Harry Potter or Game of Thrones than personal experience. ASU’s Book Traces seeks to serve both crowds, coupled with a time-sensitive, scholarly purpose.
