I’m sitting in the student lounge at Starr King:
There are six students here.
One is writing a paper. Not sure of the subject, but she hasn’t looked up much, writing intensely.
One is reading The Souls of Black Folk by W.E.B. DuBois and Soul Work. A pile of books is sitting nearby, and being occasionally referenced.
One is reading The Postcolonial Biblical Reader and a book about the Psalms, highlighting like mad.
Every single one of them is studying.