A brother, a sister, and the game of LIFE.

Austin stared straight past the Rolos, Snickers, and Skittles at the New York City subway map taped to the newsstand window. When I called to him, he merely blinked and continued tracing the map’s lines with his eyes. I took his hand and tried to pull him down Third Avenue, but he dug in his heels and screeched. Reaching into my pocket, I fished out two quarters and plonked them on the counter. “Here you go, Columbus,” the vendor joked as he slid Austin a. . . Read more
Haley Cohen
Dinner in the Year 5771

Rosh Hashanah at the Slifka Center.

Serving up special food at the Kosher kitchen. Jewish law holds that meat and dairy must be stored apart, served with different utensils, and consumed separately. Shaking his head in somber embarrassment, Timothy Frye, who has been head chef at Yale’s Slifka Center for five years, admits he doesn’t know why. He must not realize he is in the majority. Stumped by the same question, medieval Torah guru Maimonedes reasoned that meat boiled in milk was too filling and “undoubtedly gross.” But most follow Kashrut,. . . Read more
Haley Cohen
Paint and Switch

How one contracting company paints a pretty picture of a risky venture.

In 2008, a Yale senior made close to $60,000 in one summer painting houses. As fantastical as it may sound, especially to the many Yale students who see enervating banking and consulting internships as the only way to make money over the summer, the story of Max Rhodes ’09 is no fairy tale. In an article, seductively titled “Rhodes ’09 earns big with paint,” published in the Yale Daily News last February, Rhodes described how he spent summer 2008 running a painting business through a. . . Read more
Haley Cohen
Reaching Out

For many Yale students, academically privileged, bolstered by one of the world’s wealthiest institutions, there remains the constant question of how to give back, not merely to the communities we come from, but to the world we will enter upon our graduation.

We hadn’t planned on painting a fence as our service project. Instead, we were supposed to be teaching English to disadvantaged children at a Kathmandu children’s home, a project which, to me, sounded much more constructive than spreading chestnut colored primer over gray chain-link. Now, staring at the sizable fence surrounding the construction site of the new “Shining Stars” children’s home in the rural Nepali village of Bistochap, we were forced to wonder: this is our project? Painting this will be our contribution to Nepal,. . . Read more
Haley Cohen

A website cures bad habits—sometimes.

Goethe once proclaimed, “What is not started today is never finished tomorrow.” Well, duh. Goethe may have been a decent writer, but I’m going to go out on a limb and say that at Yale, procrastination is a way of life. To paraphrase Freud, it probably all started in our childhoods. When I was nine I tried to read the Encyclopedia Britannica but lost motivation after the entry for “Anabaena” (“a genus of nitrogen-fixing blue-green algae with beadlike or barrel-like cells and interspersed enlarged spores”).. . . Read more
Haley Cohen