Author: Emily Sara Smucker

Growing up, we didn’t buy anything on Sunday. Not gas, not food, nothing. We didn’t watch movies or listen to the radio or clean our rooms or do our homework on Sunday. I resented it, sometimes, but now I am glad. Because of those rules, Sundays became days of socialization and community. There was church…

Last week I decided I needed to splurge a bit and get myself some comfort food. I bought cantaloupe and hot chocolate powder. That way, whenever I needed some comfort from my food, I could eat cantaloupe or drink hot chocolate. I bought myself another cantaloupe this week, but I wasn’t sure if I should buy more…

The 8’th President of Bridgewater College is about to, you know, get inaugurated. We students have to go to 7 convocations a semester and the inauguration counts as a convo. It sounded interesting. I need more convo credits. Count me in! All week long these huge trucks were all over the place unloading huge white tents (think roof of the…

Today I got two emails, containing the same basic information. One came from  Dad, while the other came from Mom. From Dad: Emily, I was able to get you another phone for free.  It happens to be purple and I hope that you like it.  It should arrive either MOnday or Tuesday.  When it arrives,…

A short story: Today was a hard day. I was sickish. I accidentally slept to late and missed an important class. I didn’t finish a homework assignment that I needed to get done. In fact, I was pretty close to giving up on my day altogether. But I kept muttering a three step process to myself: Calm…

For a long time I thought marriage was really dreary. I mean, falling in love sounded like a lot of fun, but getting married? Bleah. Books always ended when the couple got engaged. I thought that was very significant. Falling in love was fun, getting engaged was fun, but after the lovey-dovey proposal, I figured…

I imagine that this is the sort of day that photographers would like. Bright and happy, but with just enough cloud coverage that no one would have shadows across their faces. The wind whips across campus, making the leaves rattle in the trees and fall to the ground. They crunch underfoot as the students stroll…

My Intro to Communications class is taught by this guy who really has a lot of connections in the media world. It was one of the first classes, and we all were supposed to say a bit about ourselves when the teacher called our  name for roll call. Especially something media related, like our favorite…

I was watching this youtube video the other day where these three girls were talking. I guess they were beauty experts or something. Anyway, the question came up of, “If you were stranded on a desert island and could only have one makeup product, which would you choose?” Sunscreen was declared to be the most…

The  teacher pulls out her little Sunday school quarterly. “Today we will read John 3. Kristen, will you please read the passage?” Kristen reads the passage. “Now class,” says the teacher, “does anything stand out to you in this passage?” Angela speaks up. “It says that God so loved the world. What does this really…