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As a child, I’d go on canoe adventures with my dad. He would take me to the reeds where we’d admire the stillness of the water. He’d pick me a buttercup flower while we’d enjoy the beauty of lily pads, watch for frogs, and look for ripples when they’d leap from one lily pad to another. This imagery is something I hold dear and captures my unique UWaterloo “lifer” academic adventure.

Whenever someone asks me how I got my start in media - whether it's an interview, podcast, blog, classroom talk or just someone curious and looking for advice - I always use the same joke.

Written by Joelle Charbonneau (MA '16)

In January 2018, Myanmar held its first-ever public LGBTQ festival.

At 23-years-old, I am in the second year of my PhD and have been lucky enough to share my thoughts with a wide range of people through academic publications, popular media, and TEDx talks!

Written by Kate Rosling (AHS, In progress)

Whether it be fingerprint recognition in the 1985 film, Back to the Future, or androids in Metropolis, from 1927, countless movies have accurately predicted technologies of the future.

First and foremost, I want to say that I am so thankful that I got to be a part of this incredible event. Staff from different offices and faculties joined forces to help make this day a huge success. Being in a room with such incredible people got me all fired up!

When I was first accepted into the Arts program at UWaterloo in 1996, I loved language, I compulsively devoured books, and one of my greatest dreams was to become a published author.

I was seven when my family left Newfoundland in 1944. When my father died two years later, the world became a puzzle I could not solve.

Yesterday as I was driving home from Toronto after visiting 2 dear friends from my University of Waterloo days, I began thinking about giant hogweed.

If the phrase “giant hogweed” doesn't fill you with an uneasy sense of dread, you probably don’t know what it is. And neither did I… until recently.

I had no idea what I wanted to do with my life when I enrolled at the University of Waterloo in the fall of 1976. Apart from my height (a gangly 6 footer), I was a wholly average 18 year old girl whose main interest was to make enough money waitressing to add to my vinyl collection, and maybe, one day, venture outside my suburban existence.