My journey to completing a full marathon started the second day of eighth grade football.We were required to wear shorts and helmets because the first week was always “no contact.” Agility stations were on the practice plan for the day.When I got to Mr. Cook’s station, which included backpedaling around cones, being as competitive as […]
Date: January 1st, 1970
One of the biggest, most important decisions a teenager must make is about college – not only when and where, but why and how. I had pondered the idea of furthering my education time and again, but had never been able to decide if I should. This contemplation combined with the stress, confusion and irritation […]
Date: January 1st, 1970
Of course it is true; Everyone has experienced it, everyone has lived it. The unfortunate truth is, I have always hated rollercoasters. The fortunate truth is, the great thing about roller coasters, is that there is always a seat next to me; a seat for my sister, Abby. The first time I rode a rollercoaster […]
Date: January 1st, 1970
December 7, 2001 was a dark, wet afternoon. It is a date that will follow me like a shadow all of my life. As I hung around school after the final bell, I was viciously attacked by six upperclassmen who were bored, self-loathing and carrying out the lame hazing tradition on a randomly selected freshman. […]
Date: January 1st, 1970
Have you have ever had a dream that you went for, and accomplished? Although I’m still a high schooler, I have big dreams for my future. Becoming a teacher is very important to me. Some adults don’t realize that the best years of most teenagers lives are their high school years, or also that the […]
Date: January 1st, 1970
I’m not just your ordinary seventeen year old girl. I laugh when things aren’t funny. I change my mind almost every two seconds. Over thinking is like my second job. I stress out over spilled milk. No one’s perfect. I’m bullheaded. Little things hit my buzzer. I don’t really like to lie to my parents […]
Date: January 1st, 1970
Anyone who has ever occupied a second-floor bedroom in an old Cape Cod house knows the perils associated with the 2 a.m. trip to the solitary (ground-floor) bathroom. Unless you’re the type of person who not only is cognizant at that hour, but also keeps a scaled mental floor plan and a running catalogue of […]
Date: January 1st, 1970
“Who would have thought the old man to have so much blood in him?” You probably think that this is a quote from Shakespeare and, technically, you’d be right. However, this quote also comes from A Holiday for Murder by Agatha Christie. I found this book in eighth grade, right before Christmas break. I have […]
Date: January 1st, 1970
“Reading” is the activity of perusing, skimming, going over, or poring over a book. The book may be of any genre, but “reading” provides great satisfaction. It is the act of construing, comprehending and perceiving the true meaning of the text. It is done for enjoyment and as a hobby. The text is made up […]
Date: January 1st, 1970
From hanging out with friends in the nearby coffee shop to daydreaming of “making it big” as a rock star, the last few years have been a rollercoaster ride. I am tormented with questions such as who am I and what am I doing here. During the last year at school, I took up the […]
Date: January 1st, 1970
