Antigone and Autonomy

On the morning of November 3, 2010, AY and first-year BA students gathered to hear Dr. David McNeill deliver a lecture with the title, “Life, Death, and Antigone’s Autonomy.” Dr. McNeill is no stranger to ECLA having once given a talk here in 2009. With a PhD from the University of Chicago, a BA from

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Objective Winners

In an ordinary day of October, the brave, the mighty and the talented of ECLA gathered at the SPOK fitness centre for the annual badminton tournament. Grouped in six teams, with each team playing a match against every other team, students and professor alike indulged in the pleasures and pains of badminton. After almost two

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Football and Angels

“Every time you lose at dodge-ball an innocent angel dies,” is what my mother used to tell her once meek and sickly son in order to incite a competitive spirit. My mother’s plan worked to perfection. From the very first time I heard that the lives of angels depended on my playground performance, I have

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Die Kunst ist Super!

Consider the challenge faced by the ECLA administration in preparing for the current academic year: an enlarged student body and faculty, combined with the expansion of campus facilities still months away. The need for all to be comfortable remains an issue, so what can be done? For the sake of efficient use of space, communal

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Autumn Reading at ECLA

This year ECLA hosts 60 students representing 30 different countries.  Students are spread out between three separate programs, each tailored for different student needs.  As the campus proceeds with plans for designing new residential and study spaces, ECLA is expanding while still keeping an intimate atmosphere where everybody knows one’s name and discussions are often

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A Farangi’s Journey

Two years ago, I found ECLA while sitting at my computer in Pakistan browsing websites, looking for a liberal arts school in Europe.  I imagined actually coming to live at ECLA and thought I had a pretty good idea of what it would be like.  In Pakistan, everyone would label me Farangi, which when literally

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