Mrs. Clarke was less than a week into her job as Head of School, and I sat with the other leaders of the Gender and Sexuality Alliance around a seminar table in her office. The issue was boys in kilts. Last year, we had campaigned for a gender neutral uniform. We had made progress— all genders are now allowed to wear pants. But to me, we had only gone halfway. We could hardly call our uniforms gender neutral if kilts...

The poem was a hasty scribble on paper ripped ruthlessly from my Calculus binder, a few lines of free verse inspired by my friend’s usual radiant happiness. I folded the scrap of paper over, used to nail to make the fold crisp, and then handed it to my friend the next time I saw her. Her tired frown turned quizzical as she opened the poem, but soon resolved into a bright smile. “Thank you,” she said, almost in tears...

The essay question was "What was the best gift that you have ever given?"

I interviewed at Mount Holyoke, Yale,...

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Make your voice very, very clear. The admissions committee wants a student...

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