Despite a tough first interview, I kept working on my assignments and gained confidence in the process.
I never want to forget. That’s why, as a cherub, I carried around a camera almost everywhere I went.
How a musical comedy led to unforgettable memories and lifelong friends.
Clark Street Beach has become many students’ home away from home.
I’ve finished these four weeks knowing how to talk to strangers – and make everlasting friends.
When hunger and heat exhaustion kick in, there’s nothing like sharing food from home. Well… close enough.
The first night I struggled with homesickness, but friends and numbers helped me feel closer to home.
A disaster reporter inspired me to become a journalist on the first night of cherubs.
There are plenty of things for cherubs to do on campus and around Evanston. Which ones should every cherub try? Here are 10 suggestions.
How I met my best friends through broadcast club and a shared distaste for dining hall food.
11 cherubs came together to celebrate the Jewish holiday.
The meaning of an interview extends beyond publishing stories.
My most prized possession is a gray sweatshirt. It’s not just any gray sweatshirt – it’s the “Medill.” sweatshirt.
Coming to Cherubs without school paper experience, I was convinced I wouldn’t fit in. Focusing on the work and collaborating with other people helped me find my footing.
Sheltering during a tornado warning in the basement of Fisk Hall brought cherubs together.
Bonding can happen in different ways, even through memes.