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Evie Lawson spreads the joy of puns through comics

Isn’t this Punny?

Evie Lawson, Student Submission, 11th Grade May 11, 2016

"This comic inspired piece is a collection of some of my favorite bad puns. I started loving puns since I joined an improv troupe freshman year, and my mind has functioned in puns ever since. I hope these...

The Time of Growth

"I've always wondered what a story would sound like if it was told from the point [of view] of tree. That's essentially what this story is, a tree telling it's journey of how it grew." -Jessica Objartel
Jessica Objartel, Sudent Submission, 11th Grade April 20, 2016

At first I had only known darkness, the warmth of the earth, and the coldness of the water that quenched my thirst. Then, after what I assume was time had passed, I came to know the vast, never ending...

The Boy, the Owl, and the Search for Purpose

"This is a poem I wrote sophomore year, with some revisions made to it since then. The main theme of the poem is that our purpose in life is to help and serve others, which I wholeheartedly believe." -Nick Schwarzmann
Nick Schwarzmann, Student Submission, 11th Grade March 25, 2016

The Boy, the Owl, and the Search for Purpose There was a young boy who was sad and distraught, He moped around his quiet, empty house, thinking his life was all for naught, He thought to himself, “Why...

Future

"I came across a writing prompt that said, "Write about leaving", and as a senior my mind is usually on college, so the words just flowed out of me. I have many days like the day I wrote this where I can't help but daydream about the future, and about freedom." -Olivia Pastore
Olivia Pastore , Staff Writer March 21, 2016

“Are you excited for college?” They all seem to ask me tirelessly, and sometimes I’m afraid to tell them, to let my truth bleed from my mouth: I imagine leaving home almost every day. I...

When The Battles of Thames Killed Tecumseh: First and Second Variations

"Last year in AP US History, Mr. Temple required for us to write a creative piece based on the War of 1812. While researching to come up with an idea, an Indian chief named Tecumseh gripped my attention. To make a long story short, he died in action against the Americans and it marked a turning point. Historian Lisa Gilbert has said, "As a result of Tecumseh’s defeat, Natives were never again considered separate and equal partners in international relations." I wrote this poem to remind myself of the Native Americans, who I believe is a neglected people group of our country. I always hear about fighting for the blacks, the women, the LGBT community, and so on. But now I think it is time for us to hear the voice of the original Americans. They are not weaklings awaiting our help, but valuable people who we should listen to. I encourage everybody to become aware of them again, whether it is by Google-ling or by witnessing artistic creations about them like this poem." -SungMin Park
SungMin Park, Staff Writer March 16, 2016

The poem is fiction. It comes in two variations and it is written from Tecumseh's point of view. I imagined Tecumseh dying to an American soldier, a soldier who displayed a laughable irony. The irony is...

Karp portrays the beautful details hidden within a genuine look of happiness

Old Joy

Ethan Karp , Student Submission, 10th Grade March 14, 2016

"I was digging around photos of old people on the internet for my next piece of artwork, and I saw a photo of a skinny Asian man that had a happy expression on his face. I created a detailed portrait...

This older woman asked to be allowed to paint within the art museum in D.C. and I was fortunate enough to witness her painting an exact replica of this famous painting. She has a true talent and would rather paint for the joy of it without being considered a professional and without seeking fame.

When Writers Write

"A simple poem about the life, struggle, and eventual "inspiration" for modern, typical, writers of today (especially those that use computers when writing essays, poems, and articles). My inspiration for writing this poem was to base it upon a stream of consciousness. I thought about what I wanted to do, which was write a poem, which led me to talk about writing poems and essays and any literary writings, for that matter; just the typical problems that come when attempting to write." -Elton Govada
Elton Govada , Student Submission, 11th Grade March 10, 2016

I sit on a chair, waiting I stare at the screen, dreaming I look around the room, thinking but I can't seem to find it The strokes of my fingers move swiftly The letters on the page appear immediately The...

The Apple Thief

"This piece is about learning life lessons." -Mahima Siripurapu
Mahima Siripurapu, Student Submission, 11th Grade March 8, 2016

I don’t know if children are born with a natural tendency to be malicious. There are obviously cases where children are perfect. Take for example Malia. Growing up, my mother would repeatedly remind...

Speak Up

"This piece was inspired by how I always kept my silence in younger years. My response to anything negative around me, or anything negative that I was processing, was to isolate and seclude myself. My main point was to ensure that I would not be a burden to anyone around me. These kinds of things are hard to bottle up, and this poem (that's truly meant to be spoken) represents the process I've gone through. It's almost like a defense mechanism, a cycle that I've worked hard on to break." -Nusaybah Smith
Nusaybah Smith, Associate Editor February 22, 2016

I've never been good with words You know, the ones that crawl up your throat From the oxygen and thought that surfaces in your lungs And circulates in your brain Reverberating from the chords of your...

Through the Clouds

"This is a few verses of lyrics to a song I wrote about something that happened to me as a naive freshman. It taught me a valuable lesson in learning my own mortality, and I always try to keep it in the back of my mind now that I am not invincible." -Bryan McKnight
Bryan McKnight, Student Submission, 11th Grade February 19, 2016

Fly too high and you’re bound to choke Gas mask on still breathing in smoke Father named Daedalus A proud kingdom crumbles to dust You were having fun but then the lights went down You woke up hazy...

Things Happen

"She didn't just disappear from my heart." -PJ McBrayer
PJ McBrayer, Student Submission, 11th Grade February 10, 2016

Things happen in people’s lives That completely change them It might be an accident, or the loss of a loved one Or something personal Where your heart breaks into a million pieces Lost and full...

An Observation of Nature

"Cloud watching." -Emma Cave
Emma Cave, Student Submission, 11th grade January 29, 2016

The mist that covers the earth Paints a picture of innocence in the sapphire ether. A landscape above our heads We have yet to set foot on. They turn as fast as time Never the same as they were...

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