Librarians, Scholars, and Spies: How a Trove of Chinese Ancestral Records Found Refuge on Columbia’s Shelves
My fingers run along the rice paper pages as my eyes trace the inked lines for three characters: Yan Ji Ci.
Kent Hall elevator shutdown and communication failures prevent students with disabilities from attending classes
Updated Feb. 25, 6:14 p.m.
Columbia is a quirky place. And so much of our community here at Columbia—yes, we do have one, even if it isn't a typical one—is built around those quirks. I guess that's true of any community. We love making fun of ourselves, griping about ourselves, and pointing out what makes us different (and not always in a good way). That's what makes the Varsity Show work. It's why Frontiers (who says FroSci?) and University Writing are invaluable first-year bonding experiences. And it's what makes me a fan of Nuriel Moghavem's column series, and his recent entry on Lerner. So while we're talking about our Columbian nemeses, here's mine: the Kent stairs. more They are very frightening. I'm pretty sure they're there for cathartic effect. Also, as a metaphor for learning East Asian languages. Yes, walking into Kent is an overwhelming experience. Directly in front of you is the library, and then, there, on both sides of the library, are the stairs. There's nowhere to go. It's either C.V. Starr or the stairs. (Well, also, the underworld of transcripts and administrator and passageways to Philosophy, but if Japanese history has taught me anything, it's that you shouldn't descend into the underworld unless you're willing to procreate a nation's imperial ancestors.) Anyway, I distinctly remember the first time I entered Kent. I was a senior in high school, and I was visiting Columbia. "Wow, stairs at college are so intimidating," I thought. Indeed they are. And they are very steep and very slippery and very dangerous. And when you are headed to your Chinese final, you are too busy thinking about Jiaxing and Jiaqi to pay any attention and you trip and you fall and you nearly mortally wound yourself. And it hurts. A lot. And it doesn't help that the Kent elevator is even slower than the one in Hamilton. But would Kent be Kent without the stairs? No, it would not. And Kent not being Kent would be a very sad thing....