Written by Shanley Knox Yesterday, my friends and I spent the afternoon perusing shops in Sherman Oaks. It was cloudy, and I found myself a hazelnut brew. There was a street fair going on, so we people-watched, laughed, went to an old record shop, and, of course, began the hunt for Halloween costumes. Masks, socks, wigs (“look at this one!”)–I tried on about five different pairs of glasses that all got shot down with a terribly serious “I’m having trouble even looking at you right now.” Halloween is my favorite holiday, and I plan to spend it in Hollywood this year. Proceeds from the party I’m going to go to Lullalee’s…
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Mud Run Blog
Mud Run Training Vid. from The Point on Vimeo. Written by George Garcia Day 1: I started my training today for the Irvine Mud Run. I only have five weeks left to prepare myself both mentally and physically for the three mile run. I have been running two miles three times a week and will now push myself to three miles four times a week. Along with running, I will also play basketball twice a week, but that probably won’t help me in the Mud Run. I grabbed my iPod and headphones and headed towards the track. I laced up my black Adidas shoes and stretched out. After tuning to…
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Fighting for Common Ground
Written by Katelynn Camp Fighting for Common Ground 9/11 sparked a now almost decade long controversy between Muslims and Americans of different faiths. In the minds of many Americans, “The War on Terrorism has,” as sophomore David Klein says, “morphed into a war on religion.” And the recent arguments over whether or not an Islam center named Park51 should be built two blocks away from Ground Zero show the bitter tensions between Islam and other faiths. As the body of Christ, Biola students and faculty are beginning to and need to continue thinking about the issue of religious division in America. Earlier this year, Imam Feisal Abdul Rauf proposed that…
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Left Foot First
Written by Bethany Cissel A LIFE (holding on) March 3, 2009. Fullerton, California. We pray and find the right house number. A warm, friendly face steps into the frame of the front door. A hand gesturing to come into the house: handshakes and names, “please sit down.” Small talk. Breaking ice. The phone rings, and a conversation takes place in the kitchen. Outside, feet are shuffling upon the pavement. “Left foot first, left foot first” can be heard from the living room. A pink support belt and a walker prop the man scooting outside. The questions begin, and Jim and Miriam Mohler tell me their story of how cancer has…
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Day in L.A.: Christina’s Story
Written by Christina Hayes For some, Los Angeles is a distant city skyline, smoldering in a perpetual tide of ominous russet smog. Yes, Los Angeles is where we can find Beverly Hills, Rodeo Drive and Walt Disney Concert Hall, as well as art studios and galleries, but there is so much more than just glitz and glam. Today, my team — a photographer, a videographer and myself — plans to leave the safe confines of Biola University and the suburban community of La Mirada and enter into the heart of L.A. After the mundane droll of everyday standstill traffic, I entered Watts. Since most think of Watts as a neighborhood…
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Day in L.A.: Sheadon’s Story
Written by Sheadon Ringor 8:15 a.m. My team — a photographer, a videographer and myself — arrived at the Los Angeles Union Station and realized there was no free parking — it cost us $14! Bummer. 8:30 a.m. We finally found a ticket kiosk after walking around in circles searching for it. The security guards weren’t very helpful, and everyone else was rushing toward their trains. We realized we were going to have to figure things out on our own. 8:35 a.m. While waiting to board the Metro toward Hollywood, I struck up a conversation with some police officers. With a very unwelcoming look, one of the officers began to…