How a Class in College Reshaped My Outlook on “Foreigners”
I could feel the heat coming out from under my arms and around my chest — it felt like compressed fire. I glanced up at the towering steps before me.
“3 minutes, I’ll make it.”
I step inside the Fine Arts Center. Immediately, I rip off my jacket. I somehow always managed to break a sweat on my way up here, despite the snowy winter…