The archive
By Madelyn Tullos, Online Editor-in-Chief 10 and two feels foreign. I’m strapped in against my will. I’m surrounded by buttons I’m supposed to understand. I do not. I glance affectionately at the passenger seat. I miss it. My seat holds too much responsibility. It’s almost…
By Eli Wilson, Guest Writer 5.4 centimeters is all it took for 18 years of hard work to end. When the seniors were called forward for pictures, he didn’t move. He stood off to the side with the coaches, watching as the moment that was…
By Lexi Lunsford, Guest Writer It’s 8 a.m. once again. Get out of bed. Get ready. Head to class. Take the same sidewalk to the same lunch table. Another class, with the same professor as yesterday. Head to practice. Same stunt group. Same cheer routine.…
By Lexi Lunsford, Guest Writer It’s 6:00 am on a cold Friday morning in January. The urge to sink back into sleep is heavy as the alarm blares humanity’s least favorite sound. The sky is still dark, and the warm bed feels impossible to abandon.…
By Emerson Thompson, Staff Writer After 24 years of serving as dean of the School of Humanities, Jeff Root is stepping into a new chapter, one that feels familiar in the best way. Instead of balancing administrative responsibilities with teaching, he will spend his final…
By Avery Walker, Copy Editor Most Saturday mornings on campus tend to be quiet ones, as students sleep in, visit home and enjoy a slow day of rest. However, Saturday, April 25 shattered the typical weekend lull as students gathered to participate in a noble…
By Jacie Sellars, Print Editor-in-Chief I still remember the first time I stepped into the newsroom during my freshman year at Ouachita. I had attended the student media interest meeting and followed the newspaper group, listening to careful explanations of AP style and weekly deadlines.…
By Madelyn Tullos, Online Editor-in-Chief Saying “no” at Ouachita feels like a sin. They preach to you freshman year to get involved and offer endless opportunities to do so. Doors appear constantly, and we’re encouraged to run toward them without hesitation. So I did. My…
By Madelyn Tullos, Online Editor-in-Chief A photo captures a moment. A picture frame holds it in place. Within its borders, time cannot move. Memories live quietly behind the glass, preserving smiles, voices and faces exactly as they once were. But the glass that protects them…
By Lillie Tretter, Staff Writer Beginning in 1988, hundreds of Ouachita Baptist University students, faculty and staff set aside one weekend in the spring and fall to give back to their community and serve those in need. Tiger Serve Day is a campus-wide event centered…
By Lillie Tretter, Staff Writer A deck of cards is built on order. Four suits, red and black, numbered and named with precision. Every piece has its place, stacked neatly inside a box that, when sealed, promises predictability. Solitaire relies on that structure; poker dares…
By Madelyn Tullos, Online Editor-in-Chief Dust collects on objects left untouched. It settles where motion stops. The tops of the fan blades, edges of forgotten picture frames, and the window sill when the sunlight hits just right. It gathers in quiet piles on countertops, waiting…
