Let’s rewind almost two months to my time at Cherubs. For our last field trip, I signed up to venture into the Windy City to visit one of the greatest and most extensive art museums in the world: The Art Institute of Chicago. Of course, the thousands of square feet of priceless works by some of the most notable artists of all time were tough to beat. But the real reason I was there was to reenact Ferris, Cameron, and Sloan’s trip to the Art Institute. Continue reading Wannabe Buellers at the Art Institute of Chicago
The Medill Northwestern Summer Journalism Institute, which started in 1934 as the National Institute for High School Journalists, is a five-week program at Northwestern University. Part journalism intensive, part cult (and I mean that in the best way), it’s truly unlike any other pre-college program. Every summer, a new group of students becomes part of a wide-reaching network of alumni, many of whom are successful leaders in the field. The program is an immersion in all things journalism, from print to multimedia, from reporting to editing. For an aspiring journalist like me, it was a summer well spent. In fact—it was a summer that couldn’t have been spent any better. Continue reading It’s Great To Be a Medill Cherub
Even in summer, it seems that I can still find a way to keep myself busy. For example, I am one week into a five-week summer journalism intensive at Northwestern University. I’m trying to write my IB Extended Essay (a mini-thesis of sorts). And I’m getting a head start on college application essays. Needless to say, I’ve become a deadbeat blogger. But I still care–believe me. … Continue reading From Art-Deco to Internationalist: A Tour of Chicago’s Buildings
If you want to experience one of Chicago’s most famous attractions without getting in line, just look up. The city is famous for its architecture, a combination of a plethora of styles from yesterday and today.
And it looks really nice in black and white.
Well, I’m back from Chicago. But I kind of wish I wasn’t.
Without exaggeration, Chicago has become one of my favorite cities. There doesn’t seem to be any place quite like it, and there’s nothing wrong with that.
Good ol’ Chicago-style pizza: some hate it (New Yorkers); some love it (everyone else). There are many different kinds of Chicago-style pizza, but all have one thing in common: you’re not going to get your pizza in less than 30 minutes. The big question: is it worth the wait?