With the looming threat of expiration dates closing in, millions are going to lose their unemployment benefits right after Christmas. The clock is ticking on Congress and the administration to extend...

What we post on social media matters and can sometimes be used against us, unethically. Before we post something on the internet, we should think about whether it's appropriate or worthy of being posted,...

The first man we learn to love is our father. Fathers are there for us the first time we fall and scrape our knees, they are there for us when our teeth are falling loose and when we get sick, and even...

Holidays in a Brazilian household look a little bit different than any of the traditional American holidays, especially because of the food. I would say that, in my house, we have a mix: the best of both...

It wasn't the usual Mercy College Thanksgiving celebration but it was almost a reminder of what it's like to be surrounded by family and friends during the holiday.    Mercy College hosted...

I remember wanting to learn how to ride a motorcycle ever since I was a child. I also remember sabotaging my mind into thinking that it was only a “boy’s thing.” I always imagined the thrill and...

When I was young and still living in Brazil, we lived in a small orange house in a suburban neighborhood in Sao Paulo, called Jardim Helga. The life we ​​lived was simple in a low-class environment...

Normally one would use a canvas to make art, but one artist uses dirty trucks and cars. “It was just an idea; a wish for an experiment. I was looking at dirty trucks on a highway and imagined that...

During my early teen years, I was a twig; a 90-pound body with a giant head. I looked a lot like a bobblehead doll, but this is just my body dysmorphia exaggerating the scenario. Nonetheless, I hated my...