Monthly Archives: May 2017

What is hope? It does not have any shape, no color, nơ smell or any sign for its presence. No one even knows if it is real or not. People just created it and and gave it a name. Still, … Continue reading →

He makes his way down the street A lonely man trodding on his feet Ice covers the path as well as his mind Like a formidable fortress, defending his thoughts From the warmth and feathers perched in his chest A … Continue reading →

At age eleven there was a great deal of things I did not know; however, I did know the general rules regarding everyday social dynamics. There was not much I would say to people other than close friends and in … Continue reading →

I was a good kid in elementary school. I had been home-schooled from grades two to three, and then attended Crescent Park Elementary school for 4th and 5th grade. When I went to Crescent Park I was quite, nice, athletic, … Continue reading →

Future HAMS students, As a HAMS alumna, I have some tips to help you through your next three years of being in the Hebron Academy Middle School. Firstly, talk to every single high schooler you pass by. Start a conversation, … Continue reading →

Drivers License I walked into the well lit and old-people smelling basement of the church for the second time in my life, hopefully the last as well. From that moment on I forced myself to smile for the next hour, … Continue reading →

Many authors use a reoccurring scene or place to show the continuities and changes between times. How a character may grow is easily represented when a place is returned to. In The Scarlet Letter by Nathaniel Hawthorne, one venue, a … Continue reading →

Since a young age, I have always been terrified of disappointing the people who are important to me, especially my parents. They pushed me to do my best and try my hardest at everything I do. It never was “you … Continue reading →

After surviving through the wars, The Lost Generation had a much different outlook on the world as their predecessors. They were known for their excessive drinking, promiscuity, and new outlook on literature. Both F. Scott Fitzgerald and Ernest Hemingway embraced … Continue reading →

“When he takes me in his arms, and speaks to me softly, I see the world through rose-tinted glasses.” – Edith Piaf. In the novella Maggie: Girl of the Streets by Stephen Crane, the main character Maggie slowly sees the … Continue reading →