Alumna Spotlight: Jackie Thrasher's journey from the classroom to the state capitol
My first interaction with government wasn’t when I registered to vote, or in high school U.S. government. Rather, it was in my fourth grade orchestra class.
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My first interaction with government wasn’t when I registered to vote, or in high school U.S. government. Rather, it was in my fourth grade orchestra class.
The glass doors of Arizona State University’s Changemaker Central office open easily as I search the room for one student changemaker in particular: Diana Chen.
The glass doors of Arizona State University’s Changemaker Central office open easily as I search the room for one student changemaker in particular: Diana Chen.
After writing an article for Teen Vogue entitled “Donald Trump Is Gaslighting America,” journalist Lauren Duca received a disturbing backlash.
Dust swirls through the air of the empty lot. Mounds of dirt are stacked about ten feet high to mark where the construction workers left off. It’s a deserted brown stain on an otherwise lively campus.
One in five female college undergraduates will report sexual assault, according to a study conducted by the Bureau of Justice Statistics Research and Development Series. Pretty horrifying, right? Now take into consideration the women who are afraid to speak out and never report their assault. Are you afraid now? I am.
Remember Hannah Montana? The Disney Channel show about a normal teenage girl who lived a double life as a pop sensation? Remember thinking about how cool it would be to have “the best of both worlds”? Arizona State University sophomores Spencer Bryant and Haley Gold have balanced being best friends and starting their indie-pop duo, 76th Street.
An accident occurs. A 911 operator answers the call. Emergency dispatch is sent to the scene. A band of paramedics and emergency medical technicians act as real-life superheroes, rushing to assist the injured. Lives are saved, the area is cleared and the night goes on as if nothing happened.
SMACK! A package labeled “fragile” is thrown aggressively into a moving van as crowds of students rush to pack up their dorms and head home for the summer. Every year, pieces of furniture or treasured belongings are broken or mysteriously vanish.
I definitely couldn’t make a career out of it, but pole dancing is really fun.
I have cried at pictures of puppies, I have spent over half of my month’s rent on clothes, I have screamed many, many times at large bugs, and I have definitely spent over an hour on my makeup. Basically, I fit comfortably into the stereotypical category of “girly-girl.” I’m the furthest thing from the dictionary definition of “tough,” but I’ve learned that you can still be strong and tenacious while wearing heels and a floor-length gown.
Walk up to any Valley Metro Light Rail Station and you’ll see essentially the same image at every stop. Students, young professionals, families and a few questionable characters waiting anxiously for the next train.
I’m an awkward person. It’s taken me years to accept it, but there’s no denying it: I’m awkward.
If you ever have the opportunity to meet me, which I hope you do considering you’ve been kind enough to take time out of your day to read this column, you’ll probably realize fairly quickly that I’m an introvert.
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