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                    <text>����UB '98

Do you know what makes something
grow? Once you find out let me know,
because I would like to grow.

Ken Stufflebeam

Now it's almost over, almost in the past
I wish there was some way I could make it all last
All the laughter, all the tears;
Three guys in drag, and all of the cheers
But now there's just one last dance
There's just one last chance
To tell that person you admire
or to fess up because you're a liar
Oh it's alright, we understand.
We just want to live in another land
With no rules, no punishments, and a few less TC's
or maybe some more freetime, we beg of you please!!!
But this summer is gone
We must face a new dawn
And go to whole new places
Most without such friendly faces
But we can get through it all, just as long as we remember
In the summer of *98 I was a UB contender.

Chuck Herron

���The Sorroiu of an Eagle
Rbout a mile or two down the road stands destiny.
Road block in between causing friendship and no more.
Longing for my chance to touch my bright ray of sun,
I must wait decades in between for the chance to soar.

Spreading my tilings to fly high in the sky,
Plummet to the ground mith empty sorrows
Thinking of what can come of mg drearg life,
I want to act as if my life had no tomorroius.

Questions of ioue and fate occurred in my head
Neuer knowing LUhat is next to come.
Sighs of joy in which proues my ability to struggle.
Feeling all the hard Luork iuill haue an euen sum

Yet still waiting with no rush,
I ieaue my nest LDith a smile
Pondering tuhat Luas around the corner,
Then gluing up with a carefree style.
Knoiuing, I'm not totally alone!

---J.A. IBilliams

Love is a dream trapped inside of reality.
---Dametta Benham

"Upcoming Love〃 J.A. Williams
Never did I think,
for a moment that I would meet
A guy as great as the heaven and stars,
and as kind as nature but twice as sweet.

My past was filled with hate,
lies pain, broken promises of a better tomorrow
You came to my rescue
then quickly removed all of my sorrow.

I've had so many relationships in the past
Oh how fast they would come and go
running in and out of my life periodically
so quick like a winter's snow!

Twice as fast and three times as cold,
there wasn't even enough faith to dream.
My tears came out of my eyes so hard,
almost as bad as one thousand streams.
You came to my callings.
You were able to hear.
Now we're together and happy as ever,
you're words spoken, so soft and dear.

�*Ite facade
I hold this facade Lp to m/- face
Hcping ny true inage it will displace
This life of mine, all of it I node
lAhile ny true t±aights and feelings hide in the shade
To start it all over and be vto I am
To shew rryself, I
think I can
Td Icok in this mirror one last time
To let the last flicker of this little light shine
Perils I will sane time far s^iay
And on that day, I will scy
This is vto I am. and this is vto IQI be
I donzt care vtet you think, you^s better like vtet you see.

—Charles Herron
—
The Crowd
I remember that night long, long ago
Oh how I do miss them so
They were young, they were fools, they never cared
Little did they know they shouldn't of dared
So dark, so cold, it was that night
Oh how I wish I could see the light
Of why it had to happen and why it had to be
And why there5 s no one left, except for 】me
Their lives were terrible things to waste
even though they had no face
They herded like sheep to their death
And now it seems there's nothing left
You see they all jumped off the bridge that night
Perhaps it was their parents they were trying to spite

Charles Herron

�rrWhat I Seen

Chuck Herron

The gargantuan red hobgoblin who lives in the bell tower
The sacred poles of King Tut
The ancient tree of days with scars from generations past
The inspiring light glistening on the pool of thought
The red asphalt of tragedies never known
The dangers of man's waste
The gentle breeze caressing the feathers of a baby dove
The decaying court where fun was once had
Man's hold on material possessions
The all-knowing look of true love
The surpassed ingenuity of man
People trying to be different not realizing they1 re all becoming the
same
The lonely butt of a smoker's dream
The doorway to heaven so far but so close
A wasted life thrown into the sands of time

The Smoker
By John Folmar

As I watch you smoking from afar,
I think of how close we are.
And realize how great our love could be.
If only you could feel for me
They way I feel for you.
My love for you
Is like your cigarette,
The more you enjoy 计
The less there is left.
But my liking of you is true.
And I know I'll be true,
In my heart to you
all the day through.

Through thick and thin
Youve helped me, fit in.
And I most graciously thank you.

Brushed In the Middle
By JM. E. Keinpa

Sun-up i s getting ready
■For the day.
Brushing teeth &amp; putting our hai r

in good array.
PuttingI a ni ce ou+-Fi +
today.
on for
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Hoping that thi s day
goes my uay.
Sun-down i s playing
some basketbalI.
Hanging out, leaning near the wall.

Dane i ng i n the pi +
wi th Chuck and John.
Runni ng up to the greenui ng?
slopping untiI a new dawn.

�Life is like the 4 seasons
by Leanne Long
Our childhood is like spring, every part of our body is growing.
Our teenage years is like summer. Full of life, and it seems like it
would never end.
Our middle age years are like the fall when everything starts to die.

Our golden years are like the winter, with death close toyou.

By: Sylvia Todd
Today I was sitting watching my nephew fish excitedly. I heard the splash of
the bobber hitting the water. I heard the excited giggles as my nephew caught a
fish. I heard splashing as some people rowed their boat out into the lake.
I can also hear the sounds of devastation. I can hear chain saws buzzing in
the distance. The crunching of houses as they are being demolished. The roar
of monster bulldozers as they flatten and tare at the earth.
It is so amazing how so many happy things can be going on while so many
devastating things can also be happening.

Are You?
By Zelda Saturn

Are you a dreamer?
Cause I am.
I dream about the stars in the sky,
and about the heavens above.
Are you a thinker?
Cause I am.
I think about my life,
and
**- how I should
云J prepare for my future.
Are you a wonderer ?
Cause I am.
I wonder where my life will take me,
and what I will become.

Are you a gazer?
Cause I am.
I gaze into the eyes of the one I love,
and into the clouds above.

�Quik Fix
(confessions of a poetry pusher who got out of the business)
A. Need poetry? I got poems.
B. yeah. Gimme one.

The 11th Entry

A. Just breathe deeply. In through the nose—
B. yeah, I know. Outta the mouth.
A. Now. do you smell the stuff?
B. What stuff am I supposed to smell?
A. Near empty subway cars, flickering, at 4 am
Himalayan snowmelt
Fists of crooked fingers curved about bedrails
Violets

Sunpowder, on feardamp skin
Sunwarm tomatoes, eaten at the vine
Sand, wet then dry, under shells
Ink
Wounds that do not heal, but stain, dark deep red
Smoke, in early evening, rising up from burning leaves
Eyelids, closed with thumb and finger, kissed
Sheets

Uncut stone; cold, left by builders in rotting straw
Mud, in March, before Ides
A lost child's neck, when found
Bread

Here we are thrown together at a place that will not
be here next year, but the memories of 32 years live in it
with Upward Bound.
It might be your first year, it might be your second,
and if you're really lucky it might be your third. You might
have no friends, you might have one friends, or everyone
might be your friend; But just think about it- you all started
at the same place...alone. You might have built your way up
to where you are. You might have tried really hard but no
one wants to be your friend.
Well I do. It does not matter who you are or where
you,re from. I want to be your friend because I was once
there; Alone. My first time here and no one liked me so I hope
your first year is better than mine so you can come next
year to make someone's first year better than it might be if
you were not here.
Killer Ken

Dented tin lunchboxes; forty years of coffee
Ccr.dlewax, waxed wood, incensed gold
Fields of snow, uncrossed, seen by sparrows
Rain

Great halls, vast armories, big tents; darkened, still
Rootcellar bushel baskets; half used, half waiting
New clothes, new books, new leather shoes： school
Fire-

B. I still don,t get it.
A. Inhale, deeply. Breathe in till you feel the stars.
Now： exhale the words into a poem.
B. Something like-roses or onions, frying in an iron skillet.
or
toes.
A. Yep. Something like that.
B. Wow. This is great stuff.
A. You betcha.

Ann Thomas

�Mr. Right

I found this match that I
just had to catch
I chase and chase but found
out he was already on base.
I was so down that nothing
could bring me back up.
Until I found this new mate
that I needed to bate.
I knew he was the one for
me when he sang me a great
love song.
After the song I knew
nothing would go wrong
because I just had this
feeling that he was the last
reeling.
He was Mr. Right because I
didn't have to put up a
fight.
His name who was left
unsaid will stay a mystery
until departing day has gone
to bed.

Ophelia Nicholas

�“June 24, 1998”
By Jerry Hromisin

Confession
We know were perfect for each other why can't you see that.
When we walk together, I just want to hold your hand.
XSTienever Ix see you. xPm
happy
all over
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Whenever I talk on the phone with you, you brighten up my day.
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All
little things
me piay
pray olid
and pr«y«
pray.
That you'll be mine one day.
I love you can't you see? Without you, I'll be in misery.
Eri Carter

Here I sit with the key to
success in my hand

The problem I find is what
door does it open

Tony Milan

Happiness
Happiness is when I can be with you. Whenever we meet
we hug.
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other is thinking,,but
thinking Hove you. Happiness is when lean be heid by'you.
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Your soft body against mine, makes me feel all warm inside. My
i me rfeel1 secure.
arms around you i
and yours arounda me, makes
Happiness is when you say I love you.

Eri Carter

A dog died today
Rather, she was put to sleep.
Really, there was no choice.
No she wasn5t my dogA neighbor's.
But she was part of my daily lifeSummer, winter, freezing cold, snow.
She'd be at the fence,
Barking her head off fbr a silly doggy treat
And some petting.
She KNEW the sound of my car as I
Returned from workAnd she'd be at the fence.
She KNEW which of my kids wouldn't
Remember if she'd HAD her daily treatSo she'd get another!
She KNEW who wasn't supposed to be in
my yard
And she'd go bonkers in alarm.
Fittingly, she "died" from a human
afflictionFittingly because she was human in so many
waysSpoiled, determined, stubborn, funny, cut.
A dog died today.
No, she wasn't MY dog,
But still...

�Ode to Pickering Hall
That Sunday was very hot
The day we moved in
It was so exhausting.
The weather was such a sin.

Nightfall came and
I laid down on the broken bed.
In the morning, when I awoke,
There were cockroaches around my head.
In room 238
They said he heard a noise.
It always happens to the girls
Why can't it be the boys?

Our 5
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The frightened girls reported,
**The lamp began to shake!"
“The globe began to spin!"
"We knew it wasn't a quake.”
—A

Matt and Beeb said, uGo to sleep
That day will soon arrive,,^
But we could not believe them
The stories seem to come alive.
We heard tales of room 223
Where an innocent girl had been shot.
The blood was all around her
It happened on the spot.
We think she wants our help,
Wc heard her scream loud and shrill.
She does not care what happens to us,
As long as she gets a thrill.
The next morning
The girls met in the pit
To discuss what had happened.
They cried, “We're so afraid of it!"

The day of the fire drill
The girls on the second floor
Scrambled down the marble steps
Finding a locked door.
h

What will happen to them
When they see Pickering fall,
Will they choose to follow Upward Bound
Or bring terror to the new hall.

As time lingers on
We say our final farewell.
As we leave behind Pickering Hall,
The dorm from Hell!
Deja vu
Choric Theatre

��Jennifer Urganus
A time forme to definitely remember is the death of my father, back in jhe spring of 1997.
The emotional impact that does indeed take a toll on you is indescribable.点u. I can say that,
if you don't handle it right when it's fresh and in the open, tlicn, long-term suffering will come
harder to grieve. Grieving
is a long process. It takes time to
about. And that makes it so much
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deal and fully accept tlie situation before you, and overcome it.
I can remember that night when my mom and grandmother walked in the door with my
father's dufiel bag. My heart melted as I looked into the heart-wrenched, shattered eyes of my
mother. That look said it all. LEventually shock set in and all I could do is wonder where my dad
cc Ii 〜
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life, cause life is too short.
So if you still have a dad, please, tell him that you love him; because tomorrow never comes,
and by then it may be too late.

Sarah Gardinor
There once was a TC named Paul
Who walked in his robe down the hall.
Matt called him a wuss,
But he got a nice tush
So when we're lonely it is Paul we will call.

L5Amour
The mere mention of her name or a gaze
Upon her lovely form incites desire.
Encompasses my heart, shines on my soul.
He beauty is everything in my world
My eyes are drawn to hers: bright blue, fiery:
To those sensual pools of twilight gleaming.
I scorn myself for being caught staring,
At her porcelain skin, her flowing hair.
And I longed to hold her, for all time.
Alas her infinite beauty tempts me.
For she is beyond my reach, and will be.
Emptiness tears at my soul, at my heart.
Forever, an unending hunger looms.
I have so much love to give her, but it,
It is in vain. Time spites me, mocks me, laughs,
Torments me, draws me closer, pulls me away.
She is his; he is hers. I am alone.
And I longed to hold her, for all time.
It fills me with pain to see her with him.
She is far, far too good for anyone.
Love and passion, Hell and agony, fire,
My love, and my pain, and intertwined.
Without her light my, my darkness shan't exist.
My heartache keeps my fire burning, alive.
The unrequited challenge of her presence,
It spurs me on, scoffing, at my weakness.
And I longed to hold her, fbr all time.
With love, there is an endless chance fbr pain.
With pain, there is always a chance for love.
Moi, he suis amoureuse de la douleur.
One day, she will see that my heart is true.
It beats fbr no one but her, forever.
Until that fated day, I must stay strong.
I will be focused on her beauty, my love.
Soon her warmth will brighten my heart's shadow.
And I longed to hold her, for all time...

Bob King

����Nature's Greatest Mistake
by Ankit Tejani

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"The river goes on and on," a wise man once said. I bet he never thought about how true
that is when he said it. Sure, it may rise and it may fall, but 计 will always be here. The clucks
will have a home, the plants v/ill drown and emerge again, and the little circles will ripple from
one shore to the next. Until, of course, man comes along and destroys the river. He fills it with
toxins and chemicals from the bridge above. And the rocks become murky, the animals wash up on
shore, and the ducks are replaced by floating chairs and tires. The river has no choice in its
fate, for it has been taken over and destroyed by man.
Rain starts to fall, the revenge of the clouds for all that has been done to them. The
fumes, the CFCs, the liters of exhaled nicotine. They have had enough, and shall do the Same to
men, expelling their own torture devices upon them. And the shall rise, and so shall the eternal
river. All of the imperfections created by man that meant so much shall be reduced to ashes and
rust, v/hich will decay and rejoin the very ground from which they arose.
The river shall have its vengeance, and the clouds shall have theirs, and they shall prevail
victorious in this greatest of wars. And all returns to utopia, free of man.

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��Tte Rain F^lls
The sky turns to grey,
the leaves shake in the trees
Tte rain falls.
I speak to you
You horely acknoz/ledge iry presence
Ihe rain falls
I v^tch you as you slesp
Time slo/zly ticks awey
The rain falls
I envision m/self
being held b/ you
Able to tell you to// I feel
You, able to listen
Ihe rain falls.
But that is just vain fantasy
You never cared.
You probably never vail
Bat still, the rain falls.
As the rain falls to the earth,
it feels no pain.
As you slowly slide out of ny reach,
I feel just the opposite.
Yet stillz the rain falls.
I wish I had the courage that the rain does
The courage to collect and give it all 性
Rain drops collect in clouds,
and plunrret to earth.
I wish I could summon iry courage
and just tell you to?/ I feel
Tears fall to the earth
Fran iry eyes, heart, and soul,
Ite Rain Falls.

Susan Gilroy

��For a Person I Know

a man who has nothing he wishes to articulate is considered mute," the old
man said bitterly.
-Charles de Lint "Paperjack"
[f I am too afraid;
too intimidated by what you know
and what you have secnI think to myself; what do you think of me
those rare occasions when I speak to you?

Twenty-six years or so you've been
a gentle nymph on this earth.
I have never heard you complain.
You are unfailingly kind
and unwaveringly patient
I admire you
for this and the most insane of things-

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like your deaf and blind cat
and your wreck of a car
and how you told me you sleep with
Winnie-the-Pooh.
You arc so human.
So imperfectly human
and yet you were gifted with so many
beautiful things.

And so I do fear to speak to you
and hope you do not think
that I am
unfriendly- or isolatedbecause if a woman has no
strong enough desire to overcome
her devastating fear of speaking v/ith you

then maybe I will merely sit here and write poems to you
to express my simple gratitude
to you
for being you.
Miranda Chase

�Frustration

Frustration hits
a lonely boy
He sits unaccompanied
on a solitary blue couch
Waiting in anticipation
for his salvation
—Ankit Tejani

Perfect Everything
The perfect looks
The perfect face
The perfect mind
The perfect grace
It's what we want
to change our ways
From endless wrongs
To perfect days.

—Nikki Bowman
Another Ode

Staring from a distance
Not knowing how to say I Love You
My feelings are all I can find
I hope one day you could be so kind
To say the words that would make me shine
Your voice saying "I Love You” is along the lines.
—Marie Katherine Gallager

��You and I
tried lo tell you
So many times
The way I feel about you
But I felt like a fool
Whai if you feel different than I do
:Th at is why
I'm writing it down
Ito let you know
jlfs you I love,
and care for too
I only want to be with you
.You make me feel wanted,
needed and loved
You've been there for me
When I needed a hug
'But so many times you asked
.What I was thinking of
il told you it was nothing
You knew it was a lie
:Though I locked up my secret
iDeep inside my mind
It was really you I thought of
All that time
Wondering if there'd ever be
A you and I
Asking if so
would it work
If we really tried
Maybe someday soon
Or in the near future
My dream might come true
And there5 d be a you and I

—Marcia Kohut

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I try to show my feelings, but I never succeed
Wondering about how you might feel about me
why don't you just tell me, so we
can get this over with.
Instead of wishing, hoping, and expecting
something that isn't true
Why is life so cruel? All I want are answers
I want to know if you love me, the way I love you
But, when people say "I don't know" , how am I
supposed to react ?
I try to talk to you, but my words just don't sink in
All you want to know about is how I've been.
Fm sorry, bull can't go on crying so much.
Please decide, before my whole life corrupts
Pretty so ril be gone, and you'll be wishing
you have chosen.
The right path that would have made me your one and only.
I know you care, but can't you tell me?
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Sceno 1: (Outside of a aysterious castlo; sky is dark and gray)
Previously the Cosmic Knights had defeated Ultima, the Black Knight, and saved Demon,
the Red Knight, from the powers of his tainted Armor of Valor. Upon these occurrences. Warp,
the new Knight Supreme, attempted to teleport his weary comrades back home to Cosmic Knight
Castle in Transylvannia,
Romania. His attempt brought them to an unknown world were they have
lost the use of their Cosmic Powers.
Mow our Cosmic Knights all stand close together as they are awestruck by a huge
mysterious castle. The knights would all like to leave this place of evil but Warp is unable
to teleport them out. The dark, almost storm like atmosphere thunders back at the knights as
if challenging the knights to some unknown fate.
("What am I supposed to do?"} thinks Warf
irp, ("I'm 'leader of- the .team and my powers won1
even work to get us out of here! I feel powerlt
:lesj;s... In fact I almost feel powerless and
helpless like when the Mafia killed Laura,
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love,
in front of'my very eyes.
There was nothing I could do.[issue #1.]
must
_____
be strong
.. this
.
Blizzard taps Warp on the shoulder, interrupting him in deep thought. "Uh, Warp, I think we
have company and ±t doesn't look too good..."
Waiirp whisks
i
around to see the Knights
_
surrounded by nine Death Machines.
"Oh ■**»•!” says Demon, "I thought we seen the last a dis
"Guess not Demon." says Warp asthe Knights
' rush into the fray with the Death Machines.
"Chill the hearts of evil, ice blast!" says Blizzard as she tries to fire an ice blast at the
Death Machines. Nothing is generated from her armor. Blizzard is shocked about her powers as
she is plowed
.
over by a Death Machine.
"My powers!?" exclaims Blizzard in doubt and wonder, "What is happening to me and my
powers?!"
The Death Machines continue to trounce the powerless Cosmic Knights. Deepend says,
"What do we do without our powers. Warp!!?"
Warp summons the Sword of Elements and says, "Just vanquish them with you Knight Weapons!"
Upon hearing this, the rest of the Cosmic Knights summon their weapons to aid them.
The knight wipe out the Death Machines in a very barbaric manner. This kind of makes zi person
wonder if they
ley are truly
- in control of their biological armor. After all the fighting
.
- had
stopped and the Cosmic Knights are the only ones left standing it
itlooks like a pack of” wild
animals had slaughtered the Death Machines m a battle of survival of the fittest. Blood and
guts everywhere. On their armor and on the ground. Just the sight of it makes a person's
stomach turn. The Cosmic Knights regroup after the melee.
Rocket and the orher Knights are filled with many &lt; questions about the current
situation. "Warp, what could have happened to our powers' asks Rocket, "nothing like this
has never happened to us before. It's just too strange for me."
' running tt
This question and others are obviously
through all
of the Knights minds at this
moment, but now Warp,
… as leader, must assess the .predicament with a logical answer or at least
to backtrack
words of comfort. He attempts
.一 ―
'
'' for an answer.
we
teleported
out of Apollo, [issue #8. ] When
"Let me think... After defeating Ultima,
.
we teleported, I had hoped to get us to the castle, but instead'our course was directed to
here. This strange unknown world that seems to be an evil mirror of Earth." says Warp as he
becomes frustrated, "I'm sorry, but I really don't know why we' re here or how come our powers
don't work in this place."
"Yo Deepend, you're a pretty smart guy." chimes in Buzzsaw， "Maybe you could give
.…』our powers
=
don't
answer to_ why
' ' work
, here."
Deepend sits down on a rock and begins to formulate an answer. For those who don't know it,
* ，
of the smartest men on the planet Earth. Several minutes pass.
Deepend is quixe possibly
travel
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.
Deepend
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'■- our
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is made
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structure
Earth, but it is quite different indeed. Cur
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are
our
powers
.
.
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magnetic
force
of
this
than this place. Right?" says Deepend, "And
'' as it does on Earth or even Mars. The
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does
react with our upowers or armor as well
forces of this planet is forcing our powers to become trapped and dormant inside the our
fvs
armored bodies, making it difficult for
us to release them from their encasement. For us to
will
have
to
retrain
our
bodies
to counter the magnetic forces of this
access our powers we
planet! Quite simple you see..."
With that question kind of answered the Knights still have other questions that need to
be answered. "OK... What about those Death Machines that we just fought?"
''
How could they be here unless Ultima is here
says IRocket, "I thought we destroyed them all.
too?"

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in your face
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When I looked into the sky
There, I saw were her eyes
What a dream for me to behold
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yes, blue as can be
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uw filled with a heartbreak

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I know what you，rc going through right inow
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I know you're afraid of being hun again
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To ease the pain
It is that I am tme
Yes I am true...

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Then in time you will kn
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If you let me
I will be right by your side
To hold you and' protect you
From the hurt

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If you're out there listening
And you fee! alone
I want you to pick up that phone
And give me a call
Cuz I want you to know girl
I'm not gonna leave your side
As long as I continue to breath
Believe me
When I tell you good night
You won't be hurt again
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Yes I know (ICs time)
I know what you're going through right now (Take a stand)
I've been there once before, it's true (Don't live in fear)
It was not that long ago, I know (End the pain)
I know you're afraid of being hurt again (Trust your heart)
I felt that way too (Take a leap of faith)
If there is one thing that I can say (Nothing to lose
To ease the pain (Happiness to gain)
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Yes I am true (Here to stay)
Though times can be tough
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know, ，
I ，have ，been there before.
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Samantha Harry
As I walked through the hot, steamy desert Ifejtmy
day，广gets hotter andhhotter.
knees about to collapse as the
L.：
I get thirstier and thirstier, lam so tired and hot. begin
- ■fly
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to see •birds
my
see desert animals drinking water from a puddle nearby
as I drop to my knees. I discover it is just the shadow of
,2 reflecting off
_....._
一…
rocks
the dusty
ground. I begin to)see
cactus moving there arms around some picking up and
leaving the ground. As I go to touch one of the cactus s I
awaken to a pool full of sweat on my face as I open my
eyes to the bearing sun. I begin to look around
wondering were 1 am. I brushed the sand off my legs and
arms and tell my mom tiredly that it is time for me to get
off the beach and out of the sun back to the hotel room.

Chuck Herron

I know my true hearfs desire
But it's easier to live my life as a liar
Everyone can look and see
But they* ll never know what I want to be
Why can't I listen to my heart
And tell you, you are a piece of art
So truly beautiful to my eyes
Why must I live this life of lies
Oh, how I wish I could fly like a dove
And wrap myself in this true love
But I'm not, and I can't
And tell you, I sha'nt
Just once l*d like to feel your kiss
But you'll be the one I'll forever miss

Your Loss
by:
Nikki Bowman
I saw it come two days before
I knew I'd kick you out the door
The women told me days ago
I'd have to leave and let you go
Off to the street on to the curb
I never had my heart so hurt
I didn't take my love away
I saved it forai
，" day
.
rainy
Please let me be
I love you so
—
It's hard to let y*
you go
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Two days ago you were my own

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Do you remember that day—
I remember it like John Hancock
must have remembered that day when his
unfaltering hand put his name
on that Declaration—I know
that Fat George read it clear as water,
without his eyeglasses
sort of like the eyeglasses
I push up on my nose as I nervously
smooth a strand of hair behind
my ear, trying to catch my breath.

You are so beautiful, even today,
even as some girl dressed 100% impeccably
hangs on every word.

So beautiful by the waning of daylight, by the loud
blinking neon of the concession stands all around us.
I look away, some seconds or hours later;
you are celebrating your independence from me.
From my seriousness, from my "thoughts" and "emotions"
that I was forever talking about

From my flawed figure, from my crooked teeth,
from my hippie hair that I still haven't cutAnd from my love, my attention,
my loyalty, my honest empathy, from my concern—
You are free from those things too.
And you are so beautiful.
So beautiful as you flirt with
that skinny brunette. So beautiful
from the top of your foolish egotistical head
to your unwise aching feet.

I am told this is a free
f country.
Flags fly and kids walk m
ii Rage against the Machine T-shirts.
And I want to be free
as I talk to my school friends
and hand the little girl I know
som( games.
a dollar tto。play some

"A Guy At the Book Sale: July 11,1998"

Abigail Myers

I woke up at ten-thirty this morning. As is my Saturady morning
ritual, I cocooned myselfin blankets and pillows in an attempt to drown out
the sound of my sisters7 fighting and my brother playing video games. As
usual, my efforts were futile. So, my Pooh sweatpants and my T-shirt from a
leadership conference three years past feeling wrinkled and roomy, I rolled
out of bed.

My stepmother was watching the end of As Good As It Gets when I got
downstairs. I said my bleary "good momings// and settled down in the dining
room with a bowl of Frosted Flakes, a rare deviation from my highly
healthful breakfast tendencies. Itzs Saturday morning.
When I finished my cereal, my stepmother briefed me on what would
be happening today: we were going to Ricketfs Glen State Parkz followed by
an evening at the Back Mountain Library Auction. Even though I was only
semi-awake, I was pleased. I had been hanging on to the lion's share of my
allownace in anticipation of the book sale.
I was showered, dressed, and packed to go by noon. I had a backpack full
of the day's necessities: cash, notebooks, Discman with Cds, pens, Backlash by
Susan Faludi, and a few personal items since I didn't feel like carrying a purse.
We hiked five miles at Ricketfs Glen; I think we saw four or five huge
waterfalls. I felt very proud that I hiked, unaided, up the steepest parts of the
trail without getting winded or falling. I was also happy that I'd spent a grand
total of ten seconds in front of the mirror in my room, and that I'd managed
to conserve so much of my money for the book sale tonight.

We got to the auction and I went crazy. I found "bargain books" at a
craft stand and the flea market; ten of those books went home with me. The
actual book sale, in the basement of the library, was much bigger, but I bought
only four books there.
So now I'm sitting on one of my dad's old lawn chairs as a woman on
_______
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' I won a bid earlier for a vintage
the
block is trying
to sell an antique 'bench.
cloche hat (two dollars-I couldn't pass it up). I ako found two purses at the
flea market. The sun is finally starting to get out of my eyes, but in exchange I
now have to tug on my sweater. For the most part Tve had a great day.
But one cloud is hanging over me. I was perusing the stacks of books at
the craft stand when I noticed a boy my^ age straightening up the piles.
.二二at
-*■ me and
he thought I was
Periodically he would look over
«- smile. Maybe
merely
merely wandering
wandering around,
around, or that I was actually looking at the crafts.

��“Rainbow" Amy Longfoot

Dreaming
by:
Monica Wemmer

Maybe,
someday my dream will come true
The dream of when I can be with you
I know our lives are different
That were driven apart,
But you'll always be real special
There's a place for you in my heart
I know someday, I'll hold you again,
But for now my dreams will have to do.
Until we can be together again
I want you to know that I will always and forever
Love You!
Dreamer
by:
Susan Gilroy
You're asleep.
Lying there with your head against your arms,
I wonder what your dreaming.
Is it about me?
I doubt it.
Barely moving.
芝凛H ^/ovement of your chest as you inhale and exhale.
Catching a catnap.
Taking a rest
Books piled everywhere.
When will you ever get it done?
I'll bet you don't even care.
Time's almost up dreamer;
Better make the last 10 minutes worth it.
I know I am.
Gazing at you without you knowing
is the best part of my day.
He stirs, awoken by the^slamming of a book
Looks like ifs over, dreamer.
But who is the dreamer;
You or me?

I wish upon a rainbow
upon its every hue
Bright, beautiful
colors true. Why can't
people be more like
you. Black, Yellow,
Red or white we
are all colors too.
But people are selfish
prejudiced too, why
can't we be like you.
You shine upon everyone
no matter age or race
This is why I state
my case. God is our
judge not me or you
why can't we be
more like you

''Something In the Air"
Abigail Myers
on ode to the joys of excessive air
conditioning, particularly in
Sturdevant 311

air conditioning
like boiling water
turning it into
steam and then
developing a way
to freeze
water vapor
and diffusing
it through the
device known as
the air conditioner
which is just way
too enthusiastic
even for late June

busk falls upon the heads of carefree
dancers, but
they fail to notice. They have forgotten
the coldness of the mud beneath their bare
feet, and
the weariness of their arms, which
flail about
as they move to the music
that comes more from inside
each of them
than it does from the band
which seems far away
from the cheap
seats of the Montage Mountain lawn.

—Anna Golod

�Peaceful Solitude

Ut

A man sits on a deserted dike, his legs dangling over the
rocks covered with bugs and moss. Looking back, he sees the
old street, the grassy knoll that led him there, and the hill
where he almost fell.
Slowly twisting his neck, he looks down one side of the
dirty pathway. Nothing. Not even a dog with his owner, or a
jogger with shorts too tight and too small.
Now he stares straight ahead, his peripheral vision
catching a glimpse of the bridge where busy workers drive
their automobiles back from their lunch breaks. His eyes zone
in on a yellowish rock amongst its neighbors on the opposite
side of the river. The flowing river which brings a cool breeze
to him, making the hairs on his naked calves rise. He combs
his fingers through his hair as the welcomed wind breaks the
humid summer day.
Walking farther down, he sits on a rock, unable to be
seen from the street. He pulls a cigarette out of his pocket and
places the dry stick in his mouth. Four flat matches are wasted
before he is finally able to light his only salvation.

Ankit Tejani

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how the clouds would feel cottony on my skin, soft and silky. 1 sink i
fall into oblivion. As I fall back to earth, I realize the colors, soft pmk
and baby blue. As I return to my body I wonder what their destination
will be.
One minute the clouds are content in your view, the next they are
prancing to another city. The shapes shift. Cats get chased by dogs.
Mice by cats, they are ever changing.
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them across the sky. Gray, ugly and putrid clouds take their place,
One second you are looking at soft, marshmallowy masses, the next
it's a lump of burnt and caramelized sugar.
Rain pours from their insides. It soothes my feverishly hot skin. I
wait a few seconds then run indoors. My day of utter relaxation is over
but my memories will always live on.

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never thought I would loose my friend or beclose to it. This
weekend
my best friend was admitted to
the- hospital.
.
--------------- - I was
frightened when I was told because I thought I would be the next
to loose somebody.
1 went and visited her and she seemed OK. It turns out she
was diagnosed with scolosis in her back and she had something
wrong with her heart. It was causing her heart to beat very
rapidly.
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me tomorrow so Izm happy she's OK.
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inquired, " Mom, where's my peanut butter?"
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menu.
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bell rings.
rings. Finally,
lunch time.
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pick up some peanut butter. We got to the shelf where the peanut butter is kept, but we
found no peanut butter. In its place Neutella chocolate sandwich spread. "What is going
on," I shouted! The store manager came to check the commotion. We asked him what
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Brick in My Wall

By Susan Gilroy

By Shaliyah M. Jones

I'm afraid you'll walk aw^r
Leaviig me alone with no one,
Only a broken heart
And a vulnerability like no other.
Pm paranoid all the time
NjI tnsting the words frem your
mouth.
Sincerity and deceit1 can't deepher the two.

I cling to the idea of us.
1 can't let go of your hand
Or of a past full of pain.
Let doiF that will never rise.
I don*t do this on purpose.
Lwing unsure of myself
Ari loving half heartedly.
I give all I can right now.

It's a self defense mechanism.
If I don*t let you in
I won't get hurt
Not as much anyway.
It's hard to keep this wall up
But harder to pick up the scattered
bricks.
Ifs scary being so open
Not knowing if ifs mutual or unrequited.
I tell myself to let the past go
M let you in a little mote
But ifs not your fault I can't
Blame it on the games others played on
me.

You can tell me you love me

You can shew me you care
But I won*t do the same
Not until Tm sure you'll stay.

I need time to believe
But it sears my faith comes too late
用 I watch your back walk a/vay
I drown in a pool of self-pity.
If you only understood why I am this

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You might stay to help me trust again
Ore day I will tell you what my heart
m^n to say
Inevitably, 1 knew it will be too late.
Ybu*ll be far from here.
PH have another name for the list
A few more reasons to give
Aid onefbre brick to add to my wall.

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You are my
perfect drug.
So dark and mysterious,
I don't know
whatz s happening
to me.
My mind is clouded
(by thoughts of you).
My pulse is quickened
(when youJ re around)
I can71 get through
a single day
without
(thoughts of you)
it.
I need it
(your love)
to get by.
It
(your presence)
makes me high.
(You)
(Your mysteriousness)
(Your darkness)
The perfect drug.

������MISS REBOfs 1998 MITSUBISHI ECLIPSE, BUT JOHNOS DREAM CAR
BY: JOHN STONE

As soon as I open the doors I can immediately feel
reel the
me salty
saiiy
weight of the ocean air and I can hear the waves crashing on the shore as if
time were kept by the sound of the water meeting the sand and the shore. I
can hear the gulls over the beach calling to one another while flying above
the cool waters. Just by these sounds and the feel of the air cool from the salt
water and the warm from the rising sun, I can tell that a beautiful calm day is
in store fbr our bay. It's still early so there aren't many people outside yet.
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hear their shouts along with the calls of the gulls and the waves on the
beach. I love the ocean for so many reasons. Today I love the waves. They
are peaceful and calm with their daily routines of sound. I love them because
they don't stop they continue always. Sometimes they sound angry like they
want to break free from the confines of the shores and sometimes it sounds
content to be kept where it is. I understand its moods of anger and content
because I feel the same moods at times. Every morning fbr as long as I can
remember I walk down the wom path to the beach and I greet the day by
breathing in the air and feeling my feet touch the water. I welcomed the
morning this way even before I stopped seeing my way to the ocean before
my sight gave up on me. I understand the waves because sometimes I want
to break free from my confinement and sometimes I feel content with where
I am. Now every morning I feel my way to the ocean down the well wom
path and sometimes I see more now than I ever did before.

By
Alisea Bartoli

GHETTO SUPER CAR. I 22。"T KNOW WHER EYOU ARE.
YOU REALLY DO GET ME FAR. TOOK ME TO THAT SPECIAL
PLACE. AND WE WILL DRIVE AROUND TOGETHER. YOU WILL
SKIM ACROSS THE SURFACE LIKE A FEATHER. I WILL
TAKE YOU TO THAT TRACK. WHERE I WILL RUN
WE WILL HAVE A BALL
YOU FROM UB AND BACK.
UNTIL YOU STALL.
YOU WILL GO TO THAT CAR HEAVEN
IN THE SKY. BUT!I 1 I STILL WILL BE PROUD
OF MAKING YOU MY SPECIAL BUY.

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(DREW LOOK ALIKE)

ONE DAY I WAS AT PICKERING HALL.
THEN I FOUND OUT
THAT I STUMBLED UPON IT ALL.
THAT I LIKED A BOY BAUD CALLED 98] DEGREES.
AS HAPPY, AS I WAS, I WAS SHOOT IN THE SHIRT
WITH SOME FRE BREEZE.
STUDENTS AT UPWARD BOmtD SAID I LOOKED LIKE DREW
I SUDDENLY LOOKED AT THEM WITH AN ASTONISHED FACE
AND SAID I DO I LIKE THEIR SONG THE HARDEST THING
UP OUT OF MY SEAT AND START TO SING.
SO I GET

���Lovely, Darling.

THE GHOST OF HELL
By Sabrina Plant

A man came trotting along
singing a jolly song
But suddenly he heard a scream
and he set off at full steam

He and his steed were one
how fast they both did run
When rounded a bend he saw
what defied any law
For there was a ghost of mist
and in its hand was a list
It looked at the lady it tied
and strode to her with one stride

It is time the ghost did say
The woman just crumbled and there she
lay
The man could take it no more
and he lunged at the ghost with an
unmanly roar
There was no way the man could miss
for the ghost turned into a huge abyss
He passed through like nothing as there
and all the maid could do was stare
Foolish mortal the ghost did say
Then he floated to where she lay
With that it reached down and grabbed
her hand
and pulled her up to make her stand

The man looked into the ghosts eyes
which looked like dark and storm skies
Who are you the man then said
In that instant the ground turned red

I am the ghost of the underworld he
rumbled
with that the ground beneath it crumbled
It carried the woman down down deep

and all the man could do was weep

Then the ghosts voice floated from below
If you tell anyone what you know
HI chop off your head and string you high
I tell you this, you will surely die
The man walked back to his loyal horse
and headed on is given course
To anyone his encounter he did not tell
for he was afraid of the ghost of hell

She's painted
a perfect picture
for herself
(But I wouldn't
call her
an artist.)
Eyes of blazing colors,
the feature looked at
and looked with.
Wispy lashes flutter,
capturing the pulse
of every man
in her path.
Pressing together
rwo luscious pockets
of gleaming red.
Hair perfectly curled
crawls down her back,
and sways in rhythm
with her hips.

Then I look to the mirror
and stare
at the girl with
cropped hair
and scars
and worn nail polish
and freckles.
And I think
There's not a more beautiful girl
in all the world
—-than me.

Jaime Karpovich

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THE BETROTHAL
Shannon Porter
Edna St. Vincent Millay

Oh,come,my lad,or go,my lad,
and love me if you like.
I shall not hear the door shut
Nor the knocker strike

Oh, bring me gifts or beg me gifts,
And wed me if you will.
I'd make a man a good wife,
Sensible and still.

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you repine,
a dark head
be mine?

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As I lie alone in bed
And waste the night in wanting
A cruel dark head.
You might as well be calling yours
What never will be his,
And one of us be happy.
There's few enough as is

A dark head •
Your eyes speak：love me if you like.
and I do.
As I lie alone in bed
I'm aware
you never will be mine
Go, my lad...(should I call you
that?)
leave me
I shall not ask you to stay
Chase
Your brainless twits
who would be content
to live as your good wife,
sensible and still.
only concerned(?)
with easing you
You ask
why should I be cold
as I am
I wonder as well.
I see hoe I waste the nights,
Wanting
a cniel dark head
You'll not miss
What never will be yours.
May one of us be happy.

Recipe Poem: Planting Flowers that do not Die
by： Cristin Marcy

An important item that has no substitute
is that of beautiful flowers
Now here comes the dirty work
Dig the well -nutrition soil
six inches
No more, no less
Soak the plants roots
and fill the hole
with water
Carefully and gently
place the plant in the ground,
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but reitiember don 11 do it with a. frown.
Fill the rest of the hole with dirt.
Sprinkle with more water
careful not to drown
All it needs now is love
With fresh water and sun everyday.

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My fingers were stuck in the cookie The problem is I did not stick them in far.
I was just trying to get one cookie out,
so I turned that cumbersome cookie jar all about
-had a greet affinity for those yummy treacs.
But did I ever tell you I disliked red beats?
As I looked left and I looked right
somebody gave me a fright.
It was Mommy Jenny who came in.
So I told her I have my fingers
stuck in the cookie jar； isn't it
Mommy Jenny looked pretty mad
therefore she wasn * t； she said it
must be a new fad.
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counted one, two, three,
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teachers areflreat. The food, on the other hand, okay just kidding. Hardy-har-har.... I really like it here. It's an
experience like no other, when am l evcrfloiifl toflet another opportunity like this?

Everyone hits been really nice to me. I feel sojreat about everything. Sure, I was a bit home sick the first
week. I am sure everyone w&gt;ts a little doubtfd about comilfl here and -throwiijg their whole summer away." But, ifyon

think about it, there is still a healthy chuck of summer to be had AFTER August
This is floiifl to be the ultimate summer, merely because I am^oiiig to take everything in to leant and flrow from
it.

P.s. A special thanks to all those who wrote my name in one of the empty slots for Honor code. 1 won’t kt you ilown!!

(nice touch, aye?)

Rebecca Hartmann

�Dedicated to:
Cassie Bemall
Steven Curnow
Corey DePooter
Kelly Fleming
Matthew Kechter
Daniel Mauser
Dan Rohrbough
Dave Sanders
Rachel Scott
Isaiah Shoels
John Tomlin
Lauren Townsend
and Kyle Velasquez

�Thoughts on Columbine - 4/22/99 1:30pm
By: Kelly Marie McKenna

How can I express to someone I’ve never met that my heart breaks for them?
How do you tell a stranger that you want to give them a hug and wipe away their tears?
How can you comfort a community drowning in sorrow and pain?
There are no easy answers in a tragedy of this magnitude.

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I can’t bring back their beloved children.

I’ve never felt such a heartache, my soul is in agony over a loved one I never knew.
All I can do is pray, for they are in God’s hands now.

Perhaps those grieving parents can take but a little comfort in that their babies are in
heaven.
Now and forever we will ask why, but will we ever understand?

In memory of the victims of the school shooting at
Columbine High School, Littleton , Colorado - 4-20-99

�Faith
"You, sit there now!
Don’t move unless we say!”
were the orders she heard
after going to class that day.

SOMEONE DYING
EVER WATCH SOMEONE DYING. SITTING THERE WATCHING AS TIME GOES
BY FLYING, WONDERING WHEN THEY’RE GONNA GO. FEELING SAD.

BECAUSE YOU’LL NEVER KNOW.

WAITING PATIENTLY FOR THE WORST

TO HAPPEN. THANKING THE LORD ABOVE THAT’S IT’S NOT YOU FEELING

GUILTY BECAUSE YOU KNOW IT’S TRUE.

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Her two sick classmates
had taken over their school.
There was no one there to help her,
she had to play by their rule.

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her faith in God was fully there.
She desperately wanted them to stop,
but the gunman simply didn’t care.

EYES,

FEELING

THEIR PAIN,

THEIR

LOOKING DEEP INTO THEIR

HURT,

AND

WONDERING IF THEY’RE GONNA DIE TOMORROW.

THEIR

SORROW,

WONDERING WHEN

THE TABLES WILL BE TURNED, TELLING YOUR SELF NOT TO PLAY WITH
FIRE. OR YOU’LL GET BURNED.

EVER WATCH SOMEONE DYING. SITTING THERE TRYING TO STOP CRYING.
NOTICING HOW PEACEFUL THEY LOOK, TRYING TO READ THEM AS IF
THEY WERE A BOOK. WONDERING WHAT THEY COULD BE THINKING, NOT
EVEN NOTICING....THEIR HEART STOPPED BEATING. AND THEIR NO

“Answer my question now!” he demanded.
“Do you believe in the God above?”
She looked him straight in the eve when she answered,
“Yes, for him I have much love.”

LONGER BREATHING.

NOW WHAT, THE WAIT IS OVER, NOW WHAT DO YOU DO. DO YOU

CONTINUE TO CRY, SIT AND WONDER WHY, SO DO YOU MOURN THEIR

He heard her response loud and clear,
and got a certain gleam in his eye.
Because of her answer he pulled the trigger
and decided the innocent girl must die

DEATH, WERE YOU PLANNING FOR THIS, HOW’D YOU THINK IT WOULD
FEEL, I MEAN IS THIS REALLY REAL. DID YOU EVER THINK THIS DAY

WOULD COME OR DID YOU THINK YOU COULD HIDE AND RUN. HOW DOES
IT FEEL TO WATCH SOMEONE DIE, WOULD IT FEEL AS B.AD IF IT WERE

YOU, HIM. HER. OR I?

Sarah Lloyd

Natasha Hackett

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if she was a year older. Jack took a deep breath, dived under, and started

But tired words slowly make tired legs rise. Jack stands on the ledge and

swimming. He finished a distant third. Tim and Anne were already laying on

glances over at his friends. Tim. his friend since he could remember, the pal of

rocks, drying off the salty ocean from themselves and their bright blue bathing

his boyhood, and Anne. There was a steady sea breeze blowing in onto the

suits, and blissfully making sure they weren’t pale come September, even

coast. The dolphins played in the distance.

though neither one of them needed worry about that in the first place.

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Jack stared at them for a moment before he pulled himself out of the

Tim tripped. It was a small stone on the ledge, barely even noticeable.

But, it was near the edge, and Tim grabbed on to Anne as he fell. Jack shot out

7--'.

water. He found himself looking at Anne, again. This time, this day. he didn’t
care. They had gotten ice cream just before, and they laughed when Anne’s,
melted by the summer sun, dropped to the boiling pavement. Jack, scared

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he wouldn’t be able to save either of them. He grabbed Anne.
Tim’s eyes stared at Jack the whole way down. The eyes pierced him.

around him, mentioned a “your wonderful” something or other, and brushed

searching his soul to try and find out why; why he should die. Who had given

his hand as she released him from her hug. For one single, fleeting moment,

Jack this power to save a girl, and kill his oldest friend? Why had he done it?

they had touched, almost held hands. Neither pulled back. Neither laughed nor

The eyes stared through him, ripped him apart, laid him bare.

He hurled himself from the Atlantic, and sat down next to Tim. How

1,

He glanced at Tim, and at Anne. His mind raced. A second too late, and

enough to run away, offered Anne his cone. She accepted, threw her arms

ran. And now, Jack was looking at her. For the first time, he didn’t feel guilty.

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his hand.

long had they been best friends? Asked Tim, and there were a few sure-I’d-do-

The eyes stared at him. They still stared at him all the way down, all
this time. For thirty-five years, they had never stopped looking at him, looking

through him. searching for an answer.

anything-for-yous. and in the heat of that late August .sun and the desire to run

Jack bent down and unwrapped a tiny blue thread from around a rusted

I

as far as possible from the September only two weeks away, three kids started

screw. He put it in his pocket. He had work tomorrow, and Jill would want him

I

climbing up the rocks on the abandoned lighthouse off Conifer Point.

home soon. He pointed his hands over his head and dived into the water.

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And one by one &gt;he swallowed (he pills

In the evening around nine.

"Hear the pounding of her feet?"

She thought would make her perfect.

"The happiest day of our lives”, they said.

This time instead of compliments, they said

"And you drew this on your own."

This girl no

A girl with blonde hair and sky blue eyes

’’The world began that day", they said.
The world was her throne.

"But your hair is so dark", they said.
The very first day of mine.

"Oh. she’s just going to eat."

She slowly twisted off the cap.

"What has happened to me". she thought.

But no pills made it to her mouth this time.

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She collapsed onto the floor

Her body hurt and sore.

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"Look at her beautiful hair", they said,

"So pretty in it's place.

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In order to be someone.

No one can even look at me. now.

I'm such an ugly disgrace. ’

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And written on her face.”

Soon the pictures weren’t just drawings

"Excuse me, is that a doll?" they said.

Gorgeous faces invaded the TV set.

"She’s so lovely it's almost unreal.

Magazines, and bands.

She beat her fists into her sides
And kicked and screamed and bled.

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By a crayon and a small hand.

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And placed her face over theirs.

This girl who once had everything was left

"No dinner for me tonight", she said.

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Her soul was growing down.

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A princess without her crown.

Don't worry about those things", they said.
"You're prettier than that."

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"I knew she was sure to win.

And this beauty knew she was fat.

Eyes to thrill and a smile to kill.
We should do this again."

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Why am I an outcast today
What did I do

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Those friends that you really need

True friends are there with you all the time
During a crisis is when they come your way
Suddenly you know what to say

Hello dear friend

You remind me of someone I once knew

True friends aren't just in dreams
They aren't always what they seem
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they can also help make your wishes come true

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Everybody has their own one true love that they think is different is the best.
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True love withstands the hardest problems and all the bumps along the road.
Not everyone finds their true love here on Earth,
Some love people grow into through the years, some appear and are present at birth,
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You must talk openly and work out things,
Whether it is good or bad and are aware of what the consequences bring.
If the consequences bring hurtful feelings and shame,
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If you can look past the pain and work things out,
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So when you finally find the person of your dreams,
Hold on to them with all your will and might,

Seeing Him Win

I saw a boy who sat by a window and cried all day.
I hurried to his side and tapped him on the shoulder: he looked away.
[ smiled at him but he did not respond.
I tried to force between us some sort ot bond.
I finally realized that the boy was deaf and mute.
His nurse told me that he could hear vibrations so for him I played the flute.
I caught his big blue eyes as he looked into my face.
He didn’t show any sign of curiosity so I figured it was a waste.
I said goodbye to him and silently turned to go.
The little nine-year-old got up. touched my arm. and shook his head no.
Everyday after that I visited the hospital and grew attached to him.
Everydav his sickness made his lively face grow more and more dim.
When he died. I sat by his little window in the comer and cried all day.
The nurses wept over his bed and began to pray.
I told him goodbye in a thousand tears.
At least before he died. I had washed away his fears.
That boy was an orphan and he cried because he once was all alone.
I came into his life and made the orphanage more like a home.
To this day I think of him and grin.
In the end. he really didn’t die because I saw him to the end
And I saw him win.
Jenny Saccone

Don’t ever let go because you can never hold someone to tight,
Because like everything they will in time be gone.
And you will find the strength to carry on,
You’!' kiiow that this was toe love, and you loved them as much as they loved you,
When love finally grabs a hold ofyou...grasp a hold and don’t let go.
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YOU’RE GORGEOUS, AND FUNNY

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I’ve never met someone like you.

My feelings are all jumbled up. I’m gonna fall.

Please understand what I’m about to tell.

Someone’s whose feelings are so true.

I don’t want to hurt your feelings, or

Like the song “Swear it again,”

For you to fall like you’ve already fell.

You make me laugh through all the pain.

I know this is hard and gonna break your heart.

But I think it’s in our best interest to stay apart.
I know that feelings just don’t go away,

And I know that yours are here to stay.

It’s not that I don’t care,

And if you thought that I wanted you to go,

And I know, to you, it’s not fair.

You were wrong, there’s some things you should know.

But friends are forever.
And I always want you to be there.

You’re so sweet, I can’t explain.
You’re unlike anyone else, you walk through the rain.

Debbie Turner

You’ve treated me the way I’ve always dreamed,
I thought it was unreal, the way you were, or so it seemed.

You're more than words could ever say,
But hear me out, don’t walk away.

I know you’re mad and full of doubt, so I think we should
Talk and work things out.

I’m just so confused,
I don’t know what to do.
I'm so in love I want to cry.

To explain it, I don’t want to try.

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Thinking of something to write so you knew.
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Alone I sit watching you

Here, right here, at this very moment

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As soon as the first bell rings.
I packed away my smile.
And gather all my things.

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Never noticing me

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And get on with my day.
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And now its time to pay.
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And translation I didn’t understand.
So I just sit there very quietly,
And don't even think of raising my hand.

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To see if we’re all awake,
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And pray for a sudden earthquake.

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To be liked, just a little, by you
I see you walking around
With her

You just drift on by
Never noticing me
I pray every night that you

Will always dance in my dreams

When I wake up, and you walk by
I hope

She soon begins talking of irregular verbs,
And I feel a tear forming in the comer of my eye,
If only I had taken everyone’s advice,
I’d be in Espanol, instead of here wanting to die.

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Did ttey last?

A fallen rose
So sad to see
A false reality
For me to be

A ted whom many tiavo surrendered to a long rights tod
Wind whips through tha windows souls have pooral out

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As if we were meant to
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Does not pertain to me and you

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A desk where many a nights midnight ml had hoot burned
It seems to showcase the struggle

for tha grades they earned

We weren't meant to be
But no one told us why
Just so you could say
You need your wings to fly

Flying over my head
A nice white dove
To the endless sea
A sign of our love

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I may never know
Throughout my life
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Only...For you.

Jen Healey

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So Far
The Stars
Thoughts on Columbine
Faith
Someone Dying
Collage
The Lighthouse Off Conifer Point
Artwork
Looks to Kill
True Friends
Calligraphy
Where did everybody go?
Untitled
I Prefer Natural Light to Neon
I hate my life
A Story
Untitled
Haiku Section
Untitled
Untitled
Forgive Me Father
Nature, Life, the Raven, and I
Artwork
F.A.L.L.
Calligraphy
Hazel on Brown
The One
Seeing Him Win
Une Francais Haiku
Calligraphy
Sic Transit Gloria Mundi
Easy on the Eyes
Untitled
Wishing For a Fire Drill
Never Noticing Me
The Wind Which Dances
Red Yellow Green
For You
The PhantomS
Calligraphy
Artwork
Lit Mag Stick Figures
Back Cover

Jen Smith
Rebecca Hartmann
Jaime Karpovich
Kelly Marie McKenna
Sarah Lloyd
Natasha Hackett
Erin Zavislak
James Williamson
Brandy Andrews
Jaime Karpovich
Ann Marie Eddy
Erin Zavislak
Rebecca Hartmann
Brian Soy
Jaime Karpovich
Natasha Hackett
Beth’s Team
Mr. Evans third period
Various Authors
Brian Soy
Rebecca Hartmann
Kelly Marie McKenna
Jenny Saccone
Brandy Andrews
Ashley Cristen Day
Quang Chau
Erik Daniels
Donna
Jenny Saccone
Sarah Lloyd
Quang Chau
James Williamson
Erik Daniels
Debbie Turner
Sarah Lloyd
Brandy Andrews
Kelly Marie McKenna
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Jen Smith
Brandy Andrews
UB Lit Mag Staff
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way.”

“True friends stab you in the front”
- Oscar Wilde

“There is only one success, to be able to spend your life in your own
,
-Christopher Morley, American Journalist

All men who have achieved great things have been great dreamers.”
-Orison Swett Marden

“The greatest thing a man can do in this world is to make the most
possible out of the stuff that has been given him. This is success, and there
is no other.”
-Orison Swett Marden
“Do not dwell in the past, do not dream of the future, concentrate the
mind on the present moment.”
-Buddha

“Be civil to all; sociable to many; familiar with few; friend to one,
enemy to none.”
-Benjamin Franklin

“We crucify ourselves between two thieves: regret for yesterday and fear
of tomorrow.”
-Fulton Oursler, American journalist and authoi

“I still find each day too short for all the thoughts I want to think, all
the walks I want to take, all the books I want to read, and all the friends I
want to see.”
-John Burroughs

“If anyone tells you something strange about the world, something
you had never heard before, do not laugh but listen attentively, make him
repeat it. make him explain it: no doubt there is something there worth
taking hold of.”
- Georges Duhamel, French author

“In three words I can sum up everything I’ve learned about life: it
goes on.”
-Robert Frost

“When I find myself fading, I close my eyes and realize my friends are my
energy.”
-Anonymous

“Friendship is the hardest thing in the world to explain. It’s not
something you learn in school. But if you haven’t learned the meaning of
friendship, you really haven’t learned anything.”
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“An insincere and evil friend is more to be feared than a wild beast; a
wild beast may wound your body, but an evil friend will wound your mind.”
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“He who has a thousand friends has not a friend to spare, while he
who has one enemy shall meet him everywhere.”
-Ralph Waldo Emerson
“A friend is one who knows you and loves you just the same.”

“It’s not your blue blood, your pedigree or your college degree. It’s
what you do with your life that counts.”
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forever.”
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“Good friends are hard to find, harder to leave, and impossible to
forget.”
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“You can only go as far as you push.”
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G.N.A.
Do u like upward bound?
Yes
What was your favorite moment?
Paul dancing with Deanna at rehearsals
Where do u see your self in 10 years?
1Hopefully, with a high paying job dealing with computers

Nikol
Morgan: Where do u go to school at?
Pittston
Nikol:
Morgan: Do u like upward bound?
Yes. cause I met all these really nice people, and it’s fun
Nikol:
Morgan: What was your favorite moment?
Oh, my God. there are so many. The best was Rachael
Nikol:
breaking Kry’s door
Where do u see yourself in 10 years?
Morgan:
Getting out of law school and being a lawyer
Nikol:

Krystina
Morgan:
Where do u go to school at?
Krystina: G.A.R.
Morgan:
Do u like upward bound?
Krystina: Yes, it’s fun
Morgan: What was your favorite moment?
Krystina: Night time, Rachael breaking my door, the water fight
Morgan: Where do u see your self in 10 years?
Krystina: Working as a physical therapist

Josh Halbing
Where do u go to school at?
Bishop O’Reilly
Do u like upward bound?
Yes. I got to meet new people
What was your favorite moment?
Singing in front of study lab
Where do u see your self in 10 years?
Morgan:
In college or 26 still living with my parents
Josh:

Morgan:
Josh:
Morgan:
Josh:
Morgan:
Josh:

Meghan K
Morgan:
Meghan:
Morgan:
Meghan:
Morgan:
Meghan:
Morgan:
Meghan:

Where do u go to school at?
Hoban
Do u like upward bound?
Ya, cause I met all new people and it was fun
What was your favorite moment?
Rachael breaking Kry’s door
where do u see yourself in 10 years?
A culinary chef

Len Sklaney
Morgan:
Len:
Morgan:
Len:
Morgan:
Len:
Morgan :
Len:

where do you go to school at?
G.N.A.
Do u like upward bound?
It wasn’t bad, considering it was over the summer
What's your favorite moment?
’THAT’S SKETCHY”
W here do u se yourself in 10 years?
Maybe with a decent job

Tess
Morgan: Where do u go to school at?
Tess:
Meyers
Morgan:
Do u like upward bound?
Tess:
Yes, I do.You get to met new people and it’s fun. It takes up my
summer sol don’t have to make up summer plans.
Morgan: What was your favorite moment?
Tess:
The whole summer. I don’t have a favorite cause there were
just to many to choose from.
Morgan: Where do u see yourself in 10 years?
Tess:
In Florida, getting out of law school, becoming a lawyer, and

Chris H.
Morgan:
Chris:
Morgan:
Chris:
Morgan:
Chris:
Morgan:
Chris:

'Where do u go to school at?
W.V.W.
Do u like upward bound?
Yes, No comment
What’s your favorite moment?
Don’t have one
where do u see yourself in 10 years?
This interview is over, seriously. My shout out is to
B-king, P-hut, T- bell, Rb

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Here are the answers to the questions we all

have.

person to talk to about not getting in trouble.

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MEAN WORK WITH ACTING?
ACTOR, WRITER, FILM DIRECTOR, AND PRODUCER.

Jon: Have you written any screenplays?
Jermaine: yes, I plan to sell the one’s that I have
WRITTEN AND I WILL WRITE SOME MORE.

Jon: Have you always wanted to be an actor?
Jermaine: When I was a kid, I wanted to be a rapper.
Jon: Did you ever write or get anything on tape?
Jermaine: I wrote some stuff and my friends and me
TRIED TO CUT A DEMO BUT NOTHING CAME OF IT.

Jon. If you could give advice to young teens like
MYSELF WHAT WOULD IT BE?

Jermaine: Always be determined and never let anyone
Lit Mag
Writer. Jonathon serota

you get Leanne as a hell monitor.

I was there with T/C Mike. I was put in there because I was
cursing, so the whole time I was in there I kept cursing. I'm the wrong

Jermaine: Yeah! I'm going out to California to be an

DEPRIVE YOU OF WHAT YOU WANT.

Len Sklaney:
Huh, I thought it was not as bad as people made it out to be. It
didn't bother me that much. I had fun talking to Leanne. Make sure

Jon Serota:

Jon: How old are you and where are you from .
Jermaine: I’m 21 and I'm from flint Michigan.
Jon: What do you study here at Wilkes?
Jermaine: my major is theater, I don't minor in
anything and take core classes like
Anthropology, math, and English.
Jon: Is that what you want to do with your life,

Hell Confessions

Michelle Kalinowski:
Well, I'm ver/ proud to say that I was the first person to be
sent to hell this summer, other that that, hell is kind of boring. P.S.

Don't let your next store neighbors in your room after 11:00 or you’ll
get in trouble.

Andre Harris:
It's a waste of time.
Dan Swortz:
It's a waste of time. It's nothing big-you sit there for five

minutes.
Josh Halbing:
I was there like everyday for every reason you can think of. It's

stupid.

�������QUALITY
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a think about a crazy rhyme
51 rhyme about a Cove, a rhyme about sCeep

LIFE

A rhyme about a friendship, a rhyme oh so deep

CAN MAKE YOU WANT TO DREAM,
OR IT CAN MAKE YOU WANT TO SCREAM
LOVE CAN MAKE YOUR HEART PUMP,
OR IT CAN CAST YOU INTO A SLUMP

0\s my mind drifrs away,

KNOWLEDGE can show you the

5 sit and wonder every day

LIGHT
OR IT CAN SCARE YOU WITH GREAT FRIGHT
POWER CAN EXHALT A LEADER FOR A
DAY,
OR IT CAN LEAD HIS COLONY ASTRAY

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a wouCdCove to Cisten to her every care,
White 5 Cook at her Custer hair

Oder character, so sCy, so sCeek

CHOICE IS A GIFT WE ALL POSSESS,
YOU MUST TREAT IT CAREFULLY
OR BE FILLED WITH STRESS

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The way you smile.
Makes me feel like I could jog a mi e,
You are such a cutie pie,
It would be a shame for me to lie,
Not being able to tell you how I feel,
Makes me feel so unreal,
The way you touch me,
Makes it feel so good to be me,
I am not trying to change no minds,
Ijust hope and pray that someday,
You will see me for the girl you want,
That itjust taunts and lingers,
I am really feeling you,
I want to get to know,
You’re a gentleman and a sweetheart,
All that I ever,
so please don't shoot the dart straight for my
Heart,
lust ask me questions,
I won't lie, I want you to get to know me,
and then you will see I am all you ever want a girl to be.
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LN

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The adorable child cradled the teddy bear
A precious gem embraced in her tiny hand.
The other stretched out grasping her mother
As tightly as she can.
With wandering, curious eyes she pranced
merrily through the street
Grinning from ear to ear with every person
she would meet.
Sometimes the girl would squeeze the bear with a
gentle hug
And fix its little shirt with a tiny tug.
One could see the twinkle in her eyes as she
proudly displayed the bear
Although it was evident that it was worn for it
was beginning to tear.

Sitting on a park bench she talked to the bear
as if it was her best friend
And there was no unhappiness that the bear
couldn't mend.
The child cherished the bear in her heart

And even though it was only a stuffed toy,
There was nothing that could make them
Part.
Michele Kondracki

���The sun brightly shines
From heaven like an angel
Warming all the earth.

Us Death Takes Over

'Ey: Jenn tlealey

You £now how yaurparents are supposedto support you in whatever road you

take in life? 'Well, my bestfriend, Katrina, wanted to become an actress. Tierparents

Dew covers the grass
Early in the new morning
Kisses from nature.

on the other hand, wanted her to become a lawyer [ike her dear olddad. idow, not only
did herparentspick out her carreerfor her hut also her clothes and,pretty much, her

personality as svell. They wouldn’t het her wear anything hut dresses to school and

wouldn't let her listen to any other type of music hut Contemporary Christian. 1 have
no idea why they did this. “Maybe toprotect herfrom something, hut what, 1 do not

The birds are chirping
Flowers sway in the soft breeze
Spring is on the way.

know. Rroundme, thought, she was a rea(“ptinker".
She laved my wardrobe and when she slept aver, she’d borrow my clothes and
wear them the next day until she had to go home. Hind even with that, herparents were

ready strict. She had to go home at noon and do her chores. So, we improvised andgot

up early to do what we wanteduntil 11:53- Tfien, she’d walk home andget thereJust in

Pallet of colors
Painted in the bright blue sky
Rainbows brighten rain.

time. 1 know this because she would sneak thephone into the bathroom and call me
when she got home.
Things really didn’t bother her much, exceptfor when 1 died. 1 died in a car

crash with my mom, but, unfortunately for me, she survived. 1 expectedKatrina to

The wafer trickles
Tickling the rocks in the stream
Laughter makes music.

cry, but it wasn’t until she couldn’t sleep at night is when 1 began to worry up here. I’d
■watch her toss and turn and shudder and cry out. IJust wanted to tell her that 1 was
fne and to stop worrying herself to death.

It was a montfi after my death andshe was still like that. 1 really began to

wonder if she was going to be okay, if maybe 1 was the only thing keeping her sane, and

Flying through the air
As graceful as they can be
Butterflies flutter.

naw 1 am gone, Tierparents told her that she was being foolish and immature because
1 ■was only going to amount to nothing anyway and they didn’t want their “daughter"
hanging around with nobodies. They were reallypushing on her and because of

everything, her grades were dropping and it started the whole vicious cycle over again,
only worse. T'hen, one night when she came homeform work, herparents went insane

Michele Kondracki

on her and started screaming and beating on her. That’s when she did something that
1 never thought in my entire life she would do. She ran upstairs to her room, opened

her closet, took out a coat hanger, and hung herself. 1 wished 1 could do something,

anything, to stop her. She wasn’tfound until the next morning when her little sister,
Anna, was looking for her to give her apresent. Katrina left a note, too:

“'Dear Family,

�����“Yourself’

“Life”

+

§tart-Why must I be the one, the one that
must start things,
fcoviz- Why mast I lew others and gizt any
love in return, Why doe® love come so easy
to me,
■Hatred- why ean some people’s heart be
filled with hatred, is that something that
something that I should be lacking ?
badness- why is sadness all that have inside,
■Happiness- Why do I have to fake happiness
just to please everyone,
passion- Why do 1 feel passion for others
but they don’t for me,
Pegret- why must people make me regret
things that I do for me,
pain-Why do others feel obligated to hurt
and destroy me,
isoss- Why do I have to bare the loss of
another, the loneliness,
finish- Why must 1 be the one who has to
finish, why must I be 1 the one deserted.
®g, Vennisa kewis

I want you to loobat yourself,
'Your beautiful,
Your smart,
Your unique,
You’re an original,
Your one of a bind,
You are: You,
Wo one in this worldis lib? you,
Wo one laughs, smiles, thinbs,
dancing orjust does anything,
lib? you
(jod toob^clay,
and laid afoundation,
and createdyou,
an original,
and he boobed at you and said,
Yhat he had done well,
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you,
you are the only copy,
find there is a purposefor
You,
‘Whether is to mabe people
laugh, comfort or care

����������VI

Acceptance
tfot ytarer bum My cheeks
giggles s’wri't around we
A/aMer are flying across fbe roow
Why can'* anyone like Me?
Who are +hey +o judge?
so what i-f I aM d&lt;#eren+
I never asked +o Me this way
So why blame Me for it?

Why can’+ we alljus+ge* atony?
Siny ronys? dance; be happy
So why can’+ you accept we?

•'Ace"

III

///

THE TEDDY BEAR GOT LOST
LOOKING FOR THE CHILD WHO
HELD A YARDSTICK IN THE
BEDROOM LIKE A BAT. HE
DID THIS BECAUSE KAREN
WANTED SHOES LIKE A MAN
WANTS A BEER! “NO! NO! HE SAID
A THOUSAND TIMES NO” WAVING
HIS HAND FRANTICALLY IN THE
AIR. A SPIDER IN AND OLD
MAN'S BEARD IS LIKE A
TEDDY BEAR WITH ONE EYE.

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A spider on an old man’s beard is like a cob web .
The grandma was acting like a rooster with an itch.
She shops at DEB.
My grandpa has twitch.

��ShoutOuts

Amy Andrews: Hey Dana, I’m ready for a mad game of Skip-Bo! Mynd, thanx for

putting up with me ah summer. Michelle, have fun playing mini-golf. Mike, thanks for

always trying to make me talk. And to everyone else, have a great summer!
• Hollywood and good luck on the big

—=
world. — Love, Ashley
Len Sklaney: This is to all my friends. I’m gonna miss ya and I even ha

Dana Slater. Hey Amy! Hopefully, someday I’ll learn your sign language for things

(LOL)! Hi Mindy! Can t wait to play pool with ya, same for you, Andre. And Ashlei,
hopefully we 11 hang out some more. Ahcia, you betta keep in touch with me. We always

got something to talk about! And of course, hey to my roomie! Hi to everyone else in LJB!

Michele Kondracki: Hi to Lenny, Tricia, Mom, Dad, Kat, and everyone.

Love yas, Dana.

Megan Kanyuck: Hey to Nikki, Tess, Krys, Nichole, Len, Michele, Dan, Amanda,

Michelle (Morgan), Crackhead, Slick, and Janine.

JenBuydos: Hi Mom and Dad, I love you! Hi Paul and Jermaine, Sam, and Oscar.

Michelle Kalinowski: I would like to make a shoutout to Ashley D. (sisters 4 life), Paul
(the best T/C and theatre rocks), Mindy, Amy, Andre (keep being; sweet)Jen Stacey,
Erin, An vie (royal blue boxers baby), Arnie, Becky, Tiff, Krissy, Megan K. John L„
Justin (keep telling those stories about Mr. Ram), Mikey (you’re a sweetheart), and to the

Janine Stone: I don’t know what to put. Hi to everyone.

rest of LJB-keep in touch.

Kristina Jastremski: Sparky, Apple Pie, Nikol, Pookus, Blonde, Lenny, Dan, Crackhead,

Justin Bozinko: Shoutout to Bill, Mr. Ram, Mr. Romey, Scott, Dave, Dan, and Lewis.
Andre Harris: Shoutout to Ashlei, Puddin 1 and 2, Ben$, Vince, Roo, Raphael, and
Mom and Dad.
Ashlei Valatka: Mom, Jen, Ryan, Andre, Steve, Leon, Tom, Brad, Katie, Jeff, and
Abdullah.

Donna Spatafora: Hi Mom and Dad.

andjanine.

Tess Martiny: Krys, Nikol, Megz, Nik, Len, Ray-Ray, Matt, Shortzy, Sparky, and Mike

Walker. Love ya always.

Nikol: Stina(Stana), Tess (Angel), Nikki(Grrbaby, Megz, Blondey, Rachel(freak), Jess S.,
Lenny, Dan, Mike Walker, Matt W„ Janine, A.J.(loser), Slick, etc.... Madloveto ya all.

Veronica Ngolo: Alicia, Vennisa, and people, and all the people that chill at KFC.

Rachel Rosa: Hey to Nikol, Kristina, and Janine(the best blondes) Jess D„ and to
everybody else I had so much fun!

Josh Halting: Spark Plug, Janine, and everyone else.

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Your beautiful,
Your smart,
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insane terror of receiving a fine, I took off with lightening speed to Amy's

It was a hot night in the summer of 98'. My best friend Amy and I

ithing to do and the night still young,
were hanging out at my house. With no'
we decided to go for a walk.

Our destination was the local Donut Shop

where all the "cool kids" hang out, A.K.A. the druggies and pedophiles. We

equipped ourselves with some playing cards and set off on our journey.
The Donut Shop was pretty far away so we set of on a leisurely stroll

house

Upon arriving at her house, I felt terrible for leaving Amy behind, but
my terror had made me run I quietly crept into the living room, making sure

not to wake up her Dad. and awaited Amy's return.
"I hope she's ok1" I said to myself about twenty minutes later
Quietly the door opened and Amy waddled in. “What happened?" I yelped

and talked about our most recent crushes. After about ten minutes, Amy

She came over to me and explained "Well, after you took off, I tried to go

began to waddle like a one thousand pound mustache lady that you see in

as fast as I could but the cop caught up with me. He asked me my name and

freak shows at carnivals.

where I was coming from. I told him my name was Wendy and I was coming

"What's wrong?" I asked. "I seriously need to go number two," Amy
replied. Snickering slightly I asked her if she wanted to turn around. She

home from work. He told me to get going and left."
As the smell and silence filled the room, Amy and I looked at each

said no were almost there, so we continued on our way. Her waddling

other, and then burst out laughing. Her smile and giggling never waned as

persisted and got much worse, suddenly, she stopped. An odd smell

she went upstairs to change her pants.

permeated the air and her pants expanded a bit around the buttocks area.

She turned to me and said, "The load has been set free." Frowning sadly we
turned around for home.
What we didn't know was it was way past the town's curfew and the
police were on the prowl. Suddenly, a police car slid up behind us. With

Amy

�yet be someone I was never meant to be. Or do I take the darken path, in

Which is Which, Right or Left?

a place unknown to many, and find what I am seeking, and travel

The fork in the road could have taken me in two ways... a path that

was dark and foreboding, or a path that was filled with golden ..unJnn

Though it looked like an easy choice, take the path with the light, which

through it alone... Though only thus now do I realize, that I was never
alone, that I had the sounds of the crickets, the hooting of the owl and

soft whisper of the wind in the trees to guide me through it all.

was what the others would say, I sat like a statue on the cold, hard ground
pondering my situation. The path with the light looked most inviting, but

These noises were the people who I had cared about all my life
there in a quiet spirit: helping ma in a way that only now do I understand

even light has its shadows, but the path in the dark... Though it was

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frightening, something inside told me to choose this one, to walk this path

place where I would be happ/ and safe. They were my candles in the

and to seek the light at the end. For in the dark you cannot be seen, for in

night that helped me through it all. and it it weren’t tor them, I only could

the dark you can truly be yourself, in the dark, the light of the day cannot

guess what path I would have chosen.

judge you. So getting up, I started to walk down the path that was dark.

At first I was afraid... Darkness looming over me wherever I went.

But, it was here in this darkness, that I found my home. My home in my
heart, where I was me and only me and no one, not anywhere could take
it away from me.... Which path would you choose, I asked many that day

when I reached the light and found an inner peace. I faced an inner
turmoil and I did triumph.

An inner turmoil bubbling inside, do I seek to be friends with

someone who is cruel, or do I seek out new friends and possibly

Just

possibly find a better part of myself... The lighted path would have been
the easiest, but in the end, would I have come out liking myself or worse

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So next time you stumble upon a fork in the road, just think... Which
is which... the right or the left?

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Prophecy Of The Dragon
By:
Erin Gardinor
UJltKH filKi Blood and Sts and Ground are one... A new pom®
yrill be bomi, a new era begun... Familg oV* old Mittgie...
SuVQer new Upagie... One wide survived distkresn— GrctHp
title iit^lweMce and confess... “Ghe old mill be called... "GIic
new will -Fall... Peace iBenew—Powex? sHag in view

Prologue
The room was darker than the blackest night sky. Nothing could be seen not
even the cloaked figures own hands; a twitch of fear came over the figure as it walked
closer to the middle of the floor, where the only source of heat and light was coming.
Glowing softly in a pit was a pale blue fire, strange, though not uncommon in this place.
The figure sighed as it removed the hood from upon its head. Fiery red hair flowed to his
shoulders with magnificent royal blue eyes to match. His beauty and grace seemed to
overshadow the beauty and grace the fire gave forth. The fire seemed to recoil in fear
from the man. The darkened figure stood at about six feet, he was quite muscular and had
a dashing, debonair smile. His face was that of a child and had not aged in all of his
eighty-eight human years.
As he approached the pit, the whole room lit up to reveal a table stretched
across the far end of the small room. It was perched on a ledge that stood a few feet from
the ground and looked out over the room. Sitting at the table, looking rather threatening,
were four cloaked figures: one in black, one in gray, one in red, and one in a deep shade
of purple. You couldn’t see their faces or any part of their body. They were the High
Council of Pyre, revered for their great power and high status.
“Ah...” came a deep voice, one that belonged to a man, from the figure in
black. “So you came after all... Assassin.”
The Assassin smiled as he spoke “You sought me out, and I have answered.
You said a huge sum will be awarded ifI did a favor for you.”
“Your intelligence never ceases to amaze me...” a sweet melodic voice sprang
forth from the one in red, this one owned by a female “You do things for people who
only do things for you. But this is important and..The melodic tone of her voice turned
to an angered one. “I will hunt you down and kill you myself if you screw it up'
Understand?” He nodded in understanding. “Very good... Now what we ask of you is
quite important and very, VERY dangerous...”

He interrupted her with a brisk, hearty laugh before saying, "Let me tell you a
thing or two about danger.. .Your Majesty. Danger is being caught stealing towels (torn a
Dragon by a Dragon Danger is diving head first off a waterfall to escape capture. Danger
r. almost being beheaded for your crimes. Danger, my dear, is my traveling companion
and Death is my b st friend So please speak nothing of danger to me," I le crossed his
arms over Ins ch'; a and gave the counselor a dirty look.
I here wa . a faint clapping sound coming from the figure in gray .1. he said, in a
voice h .-longing to an a ■ al and wise man, "I commend your attitude towards certain
hazards However, you will be taking .1 risk far more perilous than you’ve ever had
before."
IF.: smiled slyly and thought, ,1 challenge .1 love challenges " l ull me your
favor and I shall do it" th; As. . an said with a cocky air about his voice.
"Very well " came a female voice, worn by the years of her lite, from the one
cloaked in purple. We wish to nd this realm of a great evil. Their 'kind' is spreading,
and we wish to put a stop to it. If their bloodline continues, who knows what evil will be
set upon us..."
The A . .a. an cl; ired hi. throat and asked. "Who is this bloodline?"
The purple counselor wa . silent for a moment. After a few moments more of
silence, the gray counselor spoke. '"TTic noble family.”
“Yes' They must be termin i’.; I before the time of the three-moon alignment or
the Prophecy..." the one in purple continued
"AH! So that 1. what tin . 1. A out' It's not about spread! up,. ()r their KIND
spreading. No! It is about power; they have it and you want it. You fear power, so you
wish to destroy those who have it. .And you wish to rule this realm with an iron first!"
Their kind r; my kind! he though! briefly to himself. He spoke again, “BU I , I will
oblige.. I will not stand for it, but I will oblige." 1 le crossed his arm and prayed to the
gods above to forgive his future actions
If you could see the black one’;, face, you would see the most twisted and evil of
all grins spread across it. “Good such as I thought,.. I knew 1 could count on you... Here
is the plan...”

������������I looked for the girl

Everything was so different.

All around
But she was nowhere
To be found

I'm soon to grow up and.
Begin a life on my °m'
And then comes one day
when I'm all alone.
Nothing was the same now
&gt;w that it was back then.

I woke up

Back in the courtyard
I looked over at the window

The girl was there
In the sill very low

She whispered “thank you”
Apples are red in autumn when we eat them most.
Oranges are in Florida down near the coast,

So they grow all year round,
Lemons and Limes are nowhere to be found,

Unless to the grocery store you are boundWatermelons are pink and full of seeds,
Grapes grow on vines that look like weeds.
Apples, oranges, lemons/limes, watermelons,
And grapes... Fruits of all kind-

Murky water reminds me ofthe time 1 fell in the lake,
it wasn't my fault,
It was my cousin Blake.
We were walking on the dock,
When all of a sudden we heard a knock.
1 looked over the side,
As I began to slide,
I can see the water coming closer.

Closer...
Closer...
SPLASH!!!

Before she disappeared

She put a candle in the window

And let it glow.
Amy McDonough

“IF ONLY"
HE BROUGHT YOU TO YOUR GRAVE
YOU TRIED TO BE SO BRAVE
HE KILLED YOU IN A SECOND
it Was part of a life lesson
I'M SORRY FOR THOSE DAYS
IF ONLY I HAD KNOWN THE WAYS
BUT IT DOESN'T MATTER ANYMORE
YOU'RE NOTHING BUT FOLKLORE
DADDY KILLED YOUR MIND
AND STILL I WAS BLIND
daddy killed the stars in Your eyes
AND I JUST LISTENED TO HIS LIES
DADDY KILLED YOUR HEART
AND NOW YOU’RE MY MISSING PART

MICHELLE “MORGAN" KALINOWSKI

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We tell everyone what’s wrong with this world,
and we do nothing to make it right—
We complain about families falling apart,
and yet do nothing to keep them tight.

It's Just the Way We fire

We hold on to things the tightest,
when we are forced to let them go
We always want things a certain way,
when we know they can t be so.
©reams always last the longest,
when they are furthest from our reach
find the lessons we can learn the most from,
are often the very ones we teach.

The grass is always greenest,
when it lies on the other side—
'find the truths we preach to others,
are often those we can’t abide-

We preach about loving our neighbors,
and we teach children right from wrong—
gut we never set good examples for them,
when real chances come along.

We complain about not having enough time in our lives,
to do what we must do—
yet if we were given more hours in the day,
we’d use up all that, too.
We desire to be close to all those we love,
yet all too often look on from afar—
find when it comes to the truth do we want to change,
or remain forever as we are?

We hold fast to the things in a strom,
which are most likely to blow away—
find yet we neglect to wear sunscreen,
on a bright and sunny day.

Kristy Glasscn

We -spend our time trying to see things,
when perspective is one thing we lack­
find we never appreciate what we’ve got,
until we can’t get it back.
We expect the whole world to give us a break,
and yet ironically we’ll find—
That when others come asking the same of us,
we tell them they’re out of their mind.

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MummificBtion

By: Michelle Kalinowski
It's amazing when you realize how much math is reflected in time. The
are seconds, minutes, hours, days, weeks, months, years, centuries, etc... yer an
of this is related to once major point called time.
Five thousand years ago, Sumerians in the Tigris-Euphrates valley in
today's Iraq had a calendar that divided the year into thirty-day months, divided
the day into twelve periods, and divided these periods into thirty parts. We nave
no written records of Stonehenge, built over four thousand years ago in England,
but it's alignments show its purposes apparently included the determination of
seasonal or celestial events, such as lunar eclipses, solstices and so on. All of
this is based on seconds that add up in minutes that equal hours that make days
into weeks and months, and soon forming years.
The two natural cycles on which time measurements are based are the
year and the day. The year is defined as the time required for Earth to complete
one revolution around the sun, while the day is the time required for Earth to
complete one turn upon its axis. Earth needs about three hundred and sixty five
days to go around the sun once, so a year does not consist of a round number of
days; the fractional day has to be taken care of by an extra day every fourth
year.
Lines of Latitude run parallel to the equator and are measured in degrees
north or south (0-90 N or S) of the equator while lines of Longitude run through
the north and south poles dividing the Earth like the segments of an orange.
They are measured in degrees east or west. (0-180 E or W.)
The Earth turns on its axis at the equivalent of one degree of Longitude in
four minutes, or fifteen degrees an hour. A complete turn of three hundred and
sixty degrees takes approximately twenty-four hours.
We define a day as twenty-three hours and fifty or so minutes. These
extra minutes add up to one day after a four-year period, and all the hours in a
day add up to one thousand four hundred and forty minutes or eighty six
thousand four hundred seconds is a day. In a week there are ten thousand and
eighty minutes or six hundred and four thousand eight hundred seconds.

p rin Qardinor

| recently did a research paper on the process of mummification.
Mummification was the Egyptian’s way of preserving their dead. |t was

performed because they believed that in order to have a happy afterlife, the

body had to be preserved in the most precise way in order for the person to
make a safejourney to the afterlife. Also&gt; 50 that the six important aspects:
The ka (spirit), the ba (personality), the shadow, the name, the physical body,

and the akh (immortality), had a place to be when the persons life was over with.

The whole ceremony took seventy days, though it only actually took

about thirty-five to complete, it is speculated that the reason it rook seventy
was because of the ceremonies that were involved. P verything was done

precisely and in a logical order. Also they needed to use a certain amount of

linen to wrap the mummy in, approximately thirty feet was required.
Also in order to dry the body out so it could be preserved in the best

mannerism, a substance called Natron was used. Natron is a natural substance

found along the NA f^iver; it is composed of four different salts. Al°ng with

that, th e

P gyptians would include spells from the f5&gt;ook Qf The Oead on a

papyrus scroll and place them over the wrapped body. Nlowever, the spells had

to be written in a chronological order so that they worked properly. Tbe body
was also wrapped to make it look like it was in perfect symmetry, and certain

angles were used, angles, which ranged from one hundred and eighty tojust

(Information of latitudes and equators were found from the resource of
Scienceworld.com/html/ses).

twenty degrees.

The whole process is very interesting, as you think of what was involved
to make such a precise body. And if | had to choose, | would be mummilified
way the A gyptians did it when | die, for no matter how old the bodies are

still look like the person the were when they died.

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�The/ Noth
By John Lawzano
The cool breeze flows through your hair as you approach
the first hill. Your heart races faster and faster as the "clicketyclank” of the gears propel you farther and farther upwards.
You suddenly feel a sweet sensation of peace and solitude, it’s
like you've reached heaven as your body is suddenly torn from
reality and lunges forward into oblivion at extreme speeds. You
feel your body turn with the car as you make your way through
the steep hairpin turns of the ride. All that is left is the loop
which helps create a weightless atmosphere and sends your
mind into a spin. All is clam as you leave the coaster and sanity
returns to your mind.
Every day mechanical engineers collaborate on different
roller coaster ideas. They begin this task by creating a demo
version of their idea by using a Computer-Aided-Drafting
system, or CAD system for short, to help others visualize the
engineers dream. This program allows many to create earthshattering coasters within the comfort of their computer.
However, anything can be created from nothing but it
takes something to make it work. Lots of hours are dedicated
to testing and perfection. This is where many forms of Physics
and Calculus formulas come into action. They use these
formulas to test the speed of the coaster as it travels around
the track. If the speed is not correct, the car may fly off the
track or crash into another car. The formulas are also used to
help control the centripetal force created when a coaster
goes through a loop. When an object revolves around a
center, a force is created which polls the object toward the
center. If the speed is incorrect, passengers could fall out of
the car.
When the testing is over and the ride is opened, there are
only two more math situations. The amount of people ahead
and how long until you finally get to ride!

Imagine this: your window is open, your hair is blowing
in the wind, and your music is blaring, However, did you
know that is it was not for Mathematics, you would not have
music.
Math plays a key role in music, its called Music Theory.
I will now explain how math plays into it. In 4/4 there are
four beats. There are several types of note times, such as:
the under note, which is four beats. \ note, which is two
beats, and a
note is equal to one beat. Others are equal
to notes such as 1/8, 1/16. and 1/32. They can be arranged
in any form: however, have to equal when in 4/4, they can be
in 2/4 or cut time, and there they get two beats.
So as you can tell. Math is very important to Music
Theory, for if we did not have Math, no one would ever be
able to play the same song together. Therefore, you would
not be able to sing in chorus, listen to the radio, or
perhaps sing a favorite tune around work.

-Jennifer Read

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I asi Summer

Setting- Cafeteria. UH 1 “ f1'-"' '’J’7
(•Music- Build me up " ‘1 1 Iights tome up
[Students are seated on st.u,i
,
Kyle,
downstage. The Magic Milk Man, disguised
addresses the awaiting audience-I
Kyle- These images we will present to yo
And the ideas that magically will appear.
These are the shadows of what has ieen, ’
.
Upward Bound. 35 summers of...thoughts, PerceP
and stories....The Magic Milkman will take these students[he indicates the group] and you on a journey from the
first summer in 1967 to today, wont’ you come
along?..... [he begins to leave, stops, back to audience] Like
the USDA says, “the Milk will set you free....
[Lights up. Students are seated around a table, eating]
Bill- Vthat did you guys take today?
John- Chipped beef on pumpermckelJess- Green eggsAmy- Veggie Burger and squid.
[They each mention their meals]
John- How- 'bout you?
Bill- [answers] Meatloaf sandwich with chocolate pudding.
John- [looking at his milk] Guys this milk doesn’t look so
good...
All- [noticing their milk] ew, yeah it’s brown....etc.
Bill- maybe it wasn’t kept properly, refrigeration
techniques are not as evolved as they should be...
[all agree, as they go to put their milk down...the Milk
es----she is carrying milk and the terror she
brings stops the students.
Milk Lady- What are you doing?!
Amy- Its brown.
•: lady- It’s chocolate??
AU- It’s 2%.

milk! [No
------ sUung. exasperated] here see??!! your
[she do™s
it] one

[all students look at each other and shrug....they choke
down the rancid elixir]
(*Music begins, low White rabbit)
[The Milk lady crumbles to the floor]
Amy- oh my god!
Jess- She just went down!
Bill- Uh...I don’t feel right....
John- me neither...
[all students begin to feel odd. The transformation begins,
reality mixes with fantasy, pleasure with pain]
John- Who’s that?
[the magic Milk man enters as the orchestrator of this
horrific passage. He addresses their suffering]
Magic Milk man- Yes, yes, the milk. The milk will help
us to see through the years, the summers, the decades of
Upward Bounds to come. Sleep now. The Milk has set you
free...
[Almost all students have succombed to the milk’s effects.]
John- [with a last bit of energy...reaching]
Must...sign....in!
[he collapses. Mel, Nicole and Erin run in....being
obviously late. The Magic milk man sees them and hides
so he may put them under his spell.]
Erin- What happened here?
Nicole- I don’t know...
Mel- Even the Milk lady’s down!
Magic Milk man- [entering behind them...sprinkling his
magic evaporated milk dust] you too are under my spell
[they go trance-like] now....take us....take us to the 70’s....
[he fades off, these dairy muses of mystery intone words
of fantasy]

�Transition- “Bittersweet” (*White Rabbit, plays under
poem)
BITTERSWEET
All-I scream, [all do]
I pant, [they do]
I fear the unknown, [freaky noises]
Nicole-The searing stench of an unrequited rain
bums my beseeching flesh.
Mel-“Call the Magic milk man!” [he dances wildly by]
Nicole, Erin-...she beckons.
Mel-“Make him the recipient of a fortnight of love
cuddles!”
Erin-The dragon roars- [the other 2 do]
Erin-He gnashes his teeth, [all do]
Erin-He drinks his milk. [Kyle does while all chant
“chug, chug...”]
All-0 study lab!
Mel- 1 ou birth me with the pain of a thousand squat
thrusts! [Other 2...squat thrust]

All-Zim-bam-boodle-oo
Scooby-dalla-walla!
I call the TC love call! [Tcs react from audience]
-AU- [part and move to 3 areas]May the Upward
Bound students ever blossom and cease the Erin-vile,
Mel-vomitous,
Nicole-squalor
All-of the cockroach! [all pose]

.
All-We remain sisters
immo^UzS in

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Charlies Angels...Kyle howls, the 3 turn kneel and all
howl as lights go out]
Setting- Boundaries , UB year 1978
(*Breathe plays beneath)
TC from Summer past- I am the Groovy TC from the
summer of 1978. One of my many duties, in the Disco
age, is to insure that the students follow rules for their
own safety. During the evenings, students sign out to have
free time. They cannot go any farther than the boundaries
of the campus. Otherwise...who knows what could happen,
[to the students] Alright sign out...where are you going?
Students- For a walk...
TC- OK...but stay near the boundaries....and beware of
the Ghosts, Night People and Freshman Orientation!
[TC moves away, students cross stage left to begin their
walk.]
Students- (Erin) Do you guys wanna check out Kirby hall?
It looks like a cool old building...(*music fades)
Other students- Yeah, Let’s go, I heard it’s haunted, etc.
[They get center stage where Kyle has appeared, he stops
them]
Ghost- BOO!
[Students Scream]
Ghost- What are you doing here?!?!
Huh?!
I am the
Ghost of Kirby Hall!!!! Ahhhhhhhhh! {he backs them all the
way to stage right.]

You see, I was shot and killed in a poker match , right here
30 years ago....I had a good hand but they had a
but AHHHHHHHHHHH! get outta here!
[He pushes them stage left again] Get out! If you think I
am scary....watch out for the Night people!
Students-(Bill) Night people? What are the night people?
[They begin to walk stage left again. They meet up with
the night people.]
Night Person Mel- Ay Poppy!
Night person Amy- Hey baby!, You guys wanna party?

�Night person
person MelMel- You
You wanna
wanna mee
meet my fne left]
Night
Jane? [they push with their taunting,
Night person Amy- C
C’’mon...[continues
mon...[continues taunting,
seducing]
Night Person Mel- [also continues],
.wait till
Both Night people- If you think we’re scary,
you meet the freshman orientation!
[They turn, and strut off right]
Students- (Jess) What’s so scary about freshman. [The
students begin to walk again...slowing and stopping center
stage...the continue to chat a moment....then ear J
Freshman Zombies- [groaning] uhhhh! Cafeteria.
[The students stop-look slowly at audience, each other,
and then back at the advancing zombies who are
approaching from directly behind them]
Freshman Zombies- Cookies! Uhhhh! Basketball! [they
continue to groan and scare students downstage right]
(*Thriller starts. Zombies do groovy turn. Dance class ans
undead, freshman horrors appear....they dance. As if in
some grotesque-freshman activity. The zombies come
together....the students are frightened....but enthralled.
They move toward the zombies and join the gruesome
activity. *Music and lights fade.]
Setting-An activity place, neither here nor there,
UB year 1986
[The students are all standing in a circle as the lights come
up. They are playing “Peter Piper” feverishly and with
great intent. Finally, one student gets “out.’ That students
approaches the front of the stage and addresses the
audience as the RD. The rest of the students continue with
no sound.]
RD- Upward Bound students participate in activities from
the moment they move on campus, in large groups in
their smaller teams, or with specially selected groups that
share similar interests. As the totally awesome RD from
the 80s, I have the job of getting each student to choose
one fitness activity they enjoy. They do this activity twice
a week all summer long. We always encourage students to

try something new. This is just a sample of our “ongoing
activities throughout the years.
[Students move into 2 lines. All movements in slow motion
to the music (* Zen Breakfast) They slowly are seated, legs
crossed, hands together. Each movement is a count of 4.
Hands laced, stretch forward. Stretch arms up. Open arms,
twist right. (The team sports group begins their
movement) Twist left. Change legs and hands. Stretch Out.
Stretch Up. (Weightlifting group begins) Arms open and
down to sides. Legs underneath body. Fold forward. Hold
folded. Stretch up to dog pose. (Running group begins)
Come down to gate pose/kneeling high on knees) Right leg
up into lunge. Arms up beside head in Proud warrior.
Slowly bring arms down and remain standing. All students
come back into formation, stopping their movements and
then are seated together as in beginning. Hands together.]
RD- Those are some of our ongoing activities.....Shanti.
All- Peace, [lights dim]

[Transition- Students are in a circle, seated. They play the
cup game. Music students move on stage in the dim light
to sing the altered words to “This old man.” The game
ends and the singing stops. Blackout..„(*Music-If you
Wanna Be my Lover) while students leave stage.]

Setting- A classroom, UB year 1994 (*music under
speech) [Students are getting into place]

-UB instructor from the summer of 94: I am the
quintessential Upward Bound instructor from the
summer of 94. The 90s, thankfully brought the
hairstyles lower and continued to make UB a good
place to be. During my 5 years here, I’ve experienced
a multitude of students with multiple personalities.
(pause, students turn and look confused) I mean,
many KINDS of personalities. I remember one student
Dana. She was always happy to be here, even first
thing in the morning.... Our students overall are the

�cream of the crop, the best of the best
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Upward bound, “Up.” Sometimes, o
’ eptionai
or perhaps after a long day...even these excepti
students get a bit worn down. (*Music ou ).
[Students have their flashlights and stand belund
their seated partners- They altact andreact.the
many thought that are gomg through their heads]
Instructor: After the morning classes....
Magic Milk man- Students drink their milk [All do
so in a trance-like state]
Instructor- Then they proceed to a multitude of
different classes. In the past their have been classes
like, Debate, Psychology, and Calligraphy.
This year we have classes like....Theatre, [she
indicates Theatre] health &amp; safety, [she indicates]
dance, [again] Music [yet again]....sometimes Upward
bound has even combined classes, like Music [Erin
Moves center] and Theatre [John moves center]
Erin &amp; John- [deadpan] We are choric theatre.
Instructor- As you can plainly see, our students
learn and experience a lot,,,,, still, they are always
ready to play when class is done.

[Transition- lights out, strobe on. Students move
to a hacking circle while (*music begins/Heaven)
other students move chairs and get flashlights /glowy
sticks (on a 5 count) After about 10-15 seconds, the
Director/narrator takes the hackysack and moves
through the group to the downstage center. *Music
down and plays under speech. The other students are
slowly migrating to opposite sides of the stage in
2002 and 1967 groups.]
Setting- The final dance, UB year 2002
As the UB Director, I ve seen it all. Students cry when
they arrive, and then cry when they have to leave. At
the close of every summer, a dance is held when all
of the students go all out. They dress up they
decorate and it’s sort of the “prom” of the summer

It’s the first event of the final week every summer.
Usually it’s a night everyone remembers long after
the summer is over.
(* Music/ Heaven up again) [2002 students dance
and continue to look at the imposters who look out of
place and do odd 60s moves. The song ends/ fades
out. The Macarena begins to the delight of the
modem kids. The 60s students are intrigued. Today’s
kids begin and sort of “show” the others how it’s
done. In no time the 60s students catch on. Chari
slips away during the song change and becomes the
Milk lady. She enters in a fury and the music stops
short.
Milk Lady- Where is the Milk at this dance?!?
[Students notice her and draw back in unimaginable
horror.]
Director- Milk Lady, there is no Milk at the dance....
Milk Lady- [booming] What do ya mean NO MILk at
the dance!? [Students cringe expecting the worst]
Magic Milk man- [entering with a milk carton] Milk
Lady....hold up now. We have succeeded in uniting
the past with the future. We have bridged the
decades of Upward Bound with dairy goodness. Leave
our group to get acquainted....behold, I have the sign
-in sheet...they have all drank milk today, [students
eagerly await to see if the Milk lady will grant mercy.
Surprisingly, she smiles and drinks her milk.
Milk Lady- ok guys, go have fun [Students are
relived and begin to socialize]
Marcie-[from pit] 2 MINUTES!!!!!!!!!
[All students begin to move offstage right. They wave
to the Milk lady and high-five the Magic Milk man]
Magic Milk Man- We have brought calcium and
vitamin D to these students lives.
Milk Lady- Don’t forget the career placement,
academic enhancement and SAT prep opportunities
too.
Magic Milk man- Of course.
Milk Lady-Another job well done...

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SAT Math

The White House

7/7/03

Stabilizing the Leaning Tower

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engineering field, 1 felt this would be an excellent article to work with.

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This article details the history of the Leaning Tower of Pisa and it's steps to
becoming stabilized. In 1137, construction on the tower began, but was soon
stopped because of political strife. Almost immediately, the lean was evident

in the tower. The cause of the lean is the composite of clay, fine sand, and

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shells the tower is built on. Over the next few centuries, more of the tower

was built on, causing a greater lean to form. In 1990, the tower was closed for
fear of its collapsing. Recently, a group of engineers, architects, and

For tv o hundred years, the White House has stood as a
symbol of the Presidency, the United States government,
and the American people. In November 1800, the White
House first resident’s were President John Adams and First
Lady Abigail Adams. The White House was burned by the
British in 1814 during the war of 1812. When they were
restoring the building, the smoke-stained grey stonewalls
were painted white. The name “ White House”, however
was not used until Theodore Roosevelt engraved on his
stationery in 1901. Prior to that the White House was
d0T™LpreSident’?alaCe’”,he “ President’s House,”
and THE Executive Mansion.”

mathematicians devised a plan to help alleviate the massive lean of the tower.
They devised a soil extraction method to improve the foundation that the tower

was held on. The system worked well, and has thus far moved the tower 20 inches
back, where it was in 1838.

This project could not have been possible without the use of mathematics. When
the researchers first began their mission to rescue the tower, it was necessary
to determine just how far the tower was leaning. Using basic trigonometry,

mathematicians learned that the tower had leaned 5.5 degrees. When researchers
tried to place the results of this on a computer model, it could not replicate
the actual position (5.5 degrees off perpendicular) because the model collapsed

at 5.44 degrees. Researchers then began the task of determining where and how
far they should dig to remove the soil. Using mathematics to determine the
optimal position, the researchers began the digging and were met with great

success. The tower began to shift to its normal position, and at the moment is
only 13 feet off center.

�Percents in Newspapers
I got a coupon from the Citizens' Voice newspaper from an ad by REX.

This is a coupon

for car stereos with 10% off. They can choose from Audiovox,

JVC. Pioneer, Jensen and Sony. On the other hand this coupon contradicts
itself by saying

" A big 10% off any car stereo with coupon". They said choose

from any car stereo and then choose from the five listed above. When you get

a coupon it would be a good idea to read the fine print.

When people find this coupon in an ad they think to themselves, " Okay I

save 10% off this car stereo so I should go and get it". Well the store knows that
the average person is not going to go into a store and just buy one thing. Of

course not, they are going to buy more then one item. In all reality they did
not save that 10% of a dollar, but they are more likely to loose more then 10%.

This is because the items most likely will cost more than $10 (that is not

including tax) in an electronic store. Therefore saving 10% is more alike loosing
10%.
For example say that the car stereo is $100.00. With the 10% off this
price it would be $90.00. Now add the tax and you get $95.40. This is a savings

of $4.60. Now this is not counting all the other items you have decided to

purchase. To sum it up you have saved $10 on the cost of the item, and 6% of
the $10 that you would have paid for the tax. When you go into a store you

should keep in mind even though you have a coupon just think," Hey I know I
am going to spend more!"

Michael Potoeski
July 7, 2003

SAT Math
DDT Per-centa-fish

Percentages play a roll in everyday life. It also plays a roll in the life of scientists.
Scientists are people who use data in many different ways. One way is for scientists to
detect the amount of Pollution in the environment over a given amount of years. This
type of data is a good way of finding out if the world is turning to the light or dark side
on any given day.
To get the idea of percentages, we need to look at the basics. First, a percentage is
any number over 100. If you have a 6% sales tax, which means that for every Hundred
Dollars you spend, you have to pay an extra 6 dollars. To get to a reduction in something,
you need to cross-multiply. Simply put the percent of reduction over one hundred, and
put an equal sign after the problem. Then put the new number over the old number. Then
cross-multiply. That is how you find a reduction.
The article that I chose deals with the reduction of pollution found in Lake
Michigan’s fish supply. There was a 90% reduction of DDT polluted fish compared to
1973 when the ban was first enacted. This is good considering DDT can lead to death
because it does not leave the body.

��IN JULY. THE 4™ OF JULY IS ONE OF THE BEST HOLIDAYS, MAINLY

BILL SISTRUNK
THE GREATEST SALES ARE TWO WEEKS FROM THE 4™ OF JULY

BECAUSE OF THE SIGNIFICANCE OF IT. WE CELEBRATE THIS HOLIDAY

WHERE IT HAS 95% OF ITS SALES. FIREWORKS ARE GETTING MORE

BECAUSE IT IS OUR COUNTRY'S BIRTHDAY, AND THIS DAY GAVE US

POPULAR -AMONG PEOPLE EVERY YEAR. THE INJURIES DUE TO

OUR FREEDOM. IT ORIGINATED IN JULY 2nd, 1777, WHEN JOHN ADAMS

FIREWORKS -ARE AT AN ALL TIME LOW, WHICH MEANS THE USE OF

CELEBRATED THE FIRST ANNIVERSARY OF INDEPENDENCE WITH A

THEM IS VERY HIGH. AMERICANS SPEND EACH YEAR AROUND $725

BONFIRE AND FIREWORKS. BY 1778, THE HOLIDAY WAS BEING

MILLION ON FIREWORKS MAINLY BECAUSE THEY ENJOY USING THEM

CELEBRATED ON THE OFFICIAL DATE OF JULY 4™.

FOR ENTERTAINMENT. MANY PYROTECHNICIANS AND WHOLESALERS
BENEFIT FROM THIS AND MAKE A GOOD LIVING SELLING FIREWORKS
THROUGHOUT THE UNITED STATES.

THE WAY PERCENTAGE IS USED ON THIS ISSUE IS VERY SIMPLE.
OXER A WHOLE TEAR, ONLY 5% OF FIREWORKS ARE BOUGHT FROM

AUGUST TO JUNE. LN JULY, THE OTHER 95% OF FIREWORKS ARE SOLD.
SINCE S725 MILLION ARE SPENT ON FIREWORKS, WE CAN SEE HOW
MUCH OF THAT MONEY IS SPENT IN JULY. THE WAY TO DO THAT IS TO

PUT 95/100=X/S725. AFTER THAT, CROSS-MULTIPLY AND THEN YOU

WILL GET 100X=68875. THEN DIVIDE BY 100 AND YOU WILL GET A FINAL

ANSWER OF 5688,750,000 FOR THE MONTH OF JULY.
THE REASON I CHOSE THIS ARTICLE IS BECAUSE IT LOOKED VERY
INTERESTING TO ME. I LIKE FIREWORKS AND WAS ALWAYS

WONDERING HOW MUCH MONEY IT CAN ACTUALLY MAKE IN ONE

YEAR. I WAS SURPRISED, HOWEVER, THAT THEY WOULD SELL SO MUCH

�Melody Zapotoczny

Madison Izzo

Did you ever stop to think about why percents pop out all
The Pennsylvania American Water Company (PAWC) has requested a sixty-five million

over the place when you are trying to read something? They make

dollar rate increase so the could recover the lost investments of anti-terrorism. The state s

Public Utility Commission (PUC) rejected the fifteen dollars a year per residential
customer. They plan to try again, but this time, have an 18.2% increase in the basic rates.

They will not know if the plan will go through. We are going to find out the results by the

it so you just can’t miss it and you get interested so you have to
keep reading. So you get caught up in what you are reading and

you wind u spending more money than you need to.

end of January in the year of2004.
The Pennsylvania American Water Company serves about 611,000 in America. In

For example, I did my percent article from a YM magazine.

other countries, they serve more than two million. If this plan goes through, this would be

“What Do You Think of Pretty Boys?” is the name. The percents

the first one since January’ of2002. The monthly increase would be 15.4%. For example,

in this article say that 55 out of every 100 girls think they are ok as

if your bill were S56.25, then it would be increased to about $64.91. The way I figured

friends, but could never go out with guys who dress better than we
this out was to set up a proportion. The percent is per hundred and then x over the

original price. Then, cross-multiply and get $8.66. Then you add the $8.66 to the original
price and get the cost of the new bill that is $64.91.

girls do. Anther 25 out of 100 girls say that they have described all

of their past and hopefully future boyfriends as pretty boys. These

This percent helps figure out the monthly cost. Percent in this case helps figure

guys are truly in touch with their sensitive side. The last 20 out f
out their rates and the only thing that means more money out of your pocket. Pretty

much, the article tells you that the government or PAWC is taking more money from us

every day. The money they take from us goes toward things that the country really does

100 girls say one thing: ick. So the percents in this article are: 55%
say they are ok as friends, 25% say “give me”, and the last 20%

not need. I have one question for you, Is it right to pass on the cost to the consumer for
such things as bad investments, managements and terrorism?

say “no keep away”.

The people of this particular magazine write about things that

appeal to the average teenage girl. They pick topics they know will

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get a lot of attention. They know how to use what the average

teenage girl thinks to their advantage. They pick topics that will
keep readers interested throughout the whole magazine.

Mr. Evans
SAT Math Period 2

7 July 2003
“Something’s Fishy”

YM Magazine has a percent number to catch the reader’s

attention. They out it in places where it pops right out at you. You

finish an article you like, and there is a poll about the article and

Hawaii has a very big problem. The island’s fish, which is one of the most
precious resources, are disappearing. The proportion of adults seen in catch reports for

one valuable species of bottom fish, Ehu, is down 10% if its levels of 50 years ago, and
the second bottom fish, Onaga, has also faced a dramatic decline. The reef fish are also in

you’re happy. So they want to make sure you are satisfied so you

continue reading. Thus, continue to buy their magazine.
So beware of that you read in a magazine or article. They

decline. Fishes like Onega and Ehu have always been the highly valued fish in Hawaii.
Their bright red color means good luck in Asian Culture and the fish is often served on
ceremonial occasions where its symbolic meaning is important. These fish are slow
growing and take a long time to mature and reproduce and are susceptible to over fishing.

want to make sure they keep you reading and interested. They
know it appeals to most people who are looking at percents, they

know how to put it so it catches your eye. This means possibly

Brian Tissot, a marine ecologist has found that in areas that are targeted by
aquarium collectors, populations of eight of the most popular species had fallen anywhere

from 38 to 57%. Hawaii is restricting fishing and the collecting of aquarium fish from
certain areas. All over the world, biologists are studying about the fish’s habits,

more money spending for you than is necessary.

monitoring fish populations, and tracking their movements. In a five-year study, a

biologist named Bill Walsh has found that a Yellow tang is no longer declining in the
newly protected areas but is declining in open areas. Unlike freshwater tropical fish.
which are cultivated in tanks, most salt-water fish are caught in tropical reefs. In Hawaii,
divers herd fish into large nets, then they use hand nets to scoop them into buckets. In

�good weather, an average diver can pull in 100 to 150 5 ellow tan=

day. On other reefs

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around the world, collecting is more aggressive. Fishermen, use cyanide to stun fish,

making them easy to scoop up. There are

other problems that are also threatening to the

fish such as over fishing, warming of oceans, and pollution from human development. It
threatens both the reefs themselves and the fish that feed off them. Over fishing is when

fish are caueht faster than they' can reproduce such as when large mature fish are depleted
and more immature fish, which have not yet spawned, are caught. We need to fish wisely

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to protect populations. By' not over fishing, fish populations have time to increase their
numbers so there will be fish for everyone to enjoy in many years to come.

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I chose this article “Something’s Fishy” because the population offish is

important to our society' not just in Hawaii but also all around the world. We need fish not

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only for the looks of the environment, but also for food and the economy. Fishing is an

important part of life for many local residents. Unfortunately many of our fishery
resources have been declining for years. Some of our bottom fishes like Onega and
Opakapaka are at critically low levels around the man Hawaiian Islands. We must reduce

over fishing to help the populations of these species recover. Fishery resources must be
managed so fish and other aquatic life can be conserved and sustained for future

generations. If you count the added income as the fish are sold to retailers, restaurants,

hotels, consumers, plus the revenues from supporting the fishing fleet, fuel, ice, and
supplies, the value of the fishery is very important. Not only do humans need fish for
food, but the fish also provides food for other living organisms that need to survive. The

declining of the fish population affects not only Hawaii but also the society and the
economy around us.

The most famous clock face and chimes in the world, Big
Ben is actually the name of the biggest bell (13.5 tons)
inside The Clock Tower (320ft) which forms part of the
HOUSES OF PARLIAMENT.
Built in 1858/9 the bell was named after one Sir Benjamin
Hall and when it was cast it was Britain's heaviest bell. The
clock's four dials each have a diameter of 23ft, the minute
hands are 14ft long and the numerals on each face are
nearly 2 feet high.

�The Choice
A knock brings you down to the door. A young woman holding a
small child isframed in the doorway. The yellow star on her coat sleeve is
partially hidden by the blanket, which swaddles the child. She asks you to
take care ofthe child, a little boy of two or three, until she returns. Me tens
you that her husband has made contact with the partisans, and that she is
going to meet him. She tells you that she will come back as son as she can.
Desperately she offers you a gold chain as payment. What would you o....
It is 1943 and the Second World War is taking place. Adolf Hitler of
the Nazi party has been named Chancellor of Germany and has appointed
himself dictator. He is now the commander of the Third Reich.
Because I am German, I have been asked if I am a Nazi and nothing
angers me more, since I am so exact opposite.
In my house I have a labyrinth of tunnels under some floorboards
leading to a secret place in the woods, in case of an emergency. Everyone
knew the penalties for harboring a Jew. You would be killed for sure. With
this thought in mind, the next day I left the child with my son, in the hiding
spot, to go to the nearest city and purchase weaponry.
When I arrived at my house the next day there were German S.S.
officers coming in the opposite direction. As I walked through my door they
approached me. They spoke of reports that I was hiding a Jew in my house.
I instinctively said, “No of course not. I hate the damn Jews! Heil Hitler.”
As I stood with my arm extended in the traditional salute, thoughts raced
through my mind. “What if they found the Jewish child? What would they
say?”
They entered my house without permission mainly because they did
not need it. “Why do you have all those guns,” one officer asked. I said,
“For protection.” “Protection from what,” the second officer growled. “The
damn Jews,” I quickly responded.
After about an hour, they were done searching the house. They did
not notice the loose boards that lead to the hiding place. After refusing a
drink they were on their way. I walked about fifteen minutes before going to
my child and the baby. After learning of my wife’s death (She was caught
in the crossfire in the market. An S.S. officer was firing at a Jew and
misfired, killing my wife.), I decided it would be best for my son and the
child to stay in hiding. Some weeks I barely had enough food for us other
weeks there was an abundance.

Hitler wasn’t only after Jews; he was after Blacks, Christians,
Buddhists, Catholics, and any other “imperfect” people, including the
handicapped. Towards the end of the war, it was chaos. The “imperfects”
were taken off to death camps by the truckload. The allied forces were
moving in on liberating the camps. Germany was losing ground fast, but
you would not know because Hitler’s right hand man (who had polio and
walked with a severe limp) was in charge of all propaganda. There was only
one newspaper and radio station. I was still safe for the time being. I would
also stay safe.
It is now 2003, and I was dying at the ripe age of 89. My son is now
61, and the Jewish boy, who I adopted, is now 52. The Jewish child’s
mother and father were killed at the Warsaw Resistance. As I lay dying, I
called for him. “I am not your father,” I said. He stood, puzzled. “Your
mother came to me and asked me to take you in. She handed you to me and
ran off into the woods to meet your father. She said she would be back in a
couple of days, but she never was. She and your father were caught in
Warsaw. They were massacred. When I found she never came back, I
raised you as my own,” I explained, pulling a gold charm out of my pocket.
“Here, she gave this to me before she left. I want you to have it,” I said
handing him the charm. “I love you son.” Those were my last words.
Before I passed I realize for every evil bastard out there, there is someone
who is just as compassionate and willing to give up there own life to save
another. It still stands true to this day.

Michael Ackey

�Horror House
By: Mike Potoeski. #1

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There. Richard Anthony the 3rd walked to the steps,
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jgnoring his parents,
the top. He was standing there gawking at the huge house: *at was^
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who were having the sen-ants get their luggage from the buggy. hij
love of materia! objects. It
the most expensive kind. The huge house was a huge
used for all the intricate designs of
took three years to complete the house. A huge amount of
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the house. It was indeed a beautiful house, the worst kind.
The 14-year-old boy looked ardently out into the stteeP aU'^^e7nthe newspaper and he wanted

birthday was going to be a wonderfully exuberant day; t ere: w
kers trying to fix the chimney,
to see it. As he looked for something to pass the time, he no ce
brjcj; and mortar still in
which had fallen down the night before during the stonn. e cou
servants do the house
the air. His mother was in the backyard, reading the farm y
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chores. He noticed the car pull into the driveway; the newspaper was her^^ J
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at the same time he heard the creaking. The scaffolding att
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around, and saw everything happen in slow motion,
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impact had killed her instantly. At that moment, the spell was broken, he began to run towards her,

SCreaf^D^ever notice^th'ehea^hies ir^thenewspaiierf^Mipy Birthday Richard, Loved Always Mom and
Dad".

He got out of his car at the end of the driveway, knowing full well what he was going to have to put up
with. Richard was now 20 years old. He was coming home from Harvard for vacation, the last place he
wanted to be. The first thing he saw of the house was the chimney; a twinge of old pain began to grow. He
passed a small patch of land, separated be a white fence. The fence was a hard wood, which only grew in
the Far East; another show of his father's love of wealth and possessions. "At least my mother is close to
home," he thought, even though he knew that home was not the same.
He walked up the granite steps, trying to remember how it felt to be happy and innocent. He heard
little feet in the entrance room. The door opened and there stood a little girl, with her hand nestled in her
mother's hand, Jennifer. He felt anger rise up in him, but he kept it concealed with a courteous smile. He
knew what her appearance meant; his father was not home. "Big surprise," he thought. They exchanged
their hellos with as little tension as possible. There voices sounding hollow of any real emotion. "This is
going to be a long weekend," he thought.
As he entered the house, he was again struck by the beauty and majesty of it. His father had definitely
changed things though. There was now a huge black gate that blocked the main hall from the foyer. They
were blacker then obsidian, but seemed to have an unnatural strength. There also seemed to be a less
amount of servants around compared to when he lived here. His father was getting more paranoid. As he
began to enter the main hall, a sense of foreboding began to grow inside him. It seemed a choice was now
presenting itself to him; enter the house, or leave and never come back. Something had changed in the
house, and he knew it. The feeling of fear never completely went away from that moment on.
The next few days went surprisingly smooth. Jennifer was acting nice to him, too nice. From the time
that she married his father, she always hated him. Now she was happy, because she had two daughters of
her own; Crystal and Laura. When he asked how Crystal was doing, Jennifer paled and said that she was
sick and could not be bothered. When he asked how Laura was doing Jennifer began to talk about how

knew this was the place where his father kept all of his trinkets- relics of ,nkerUSed' As he saw the floor’ he
devices that he didn't even want to know about. He noticed one’ door th( "8 *QrE°tten wars. and some
was not so much a physical difference, but an emotional one There
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happy emotions. He tried to open the door, but the door was locked. He figured thX would”"

stairs and go outside, to see if there was anyone in the window. As he walked down the stairs, that feeling
of fear was overwhelming. He began to run down the stairs, and turned the comer to go outside. He turned
at the sound of squeaking, and saw two girls going down the stairs. Laura and some other little girl began to
fall. At that everything began to fall, and he blacked out.
Richard pulled up to those black steps, hopefully for the last time. He was now 29 years old.
1940, and 1941 were a huge draft year. He had managed to be "left behind" by having his pocket lightened
just a little. He was almost laughing at how he heard his of his stepmother's death. She had been drinking
again, and was reaching for a bottle of White Wine brought over from Italy. She was reaching for it on the
mantle when a portrait of St. Peter fell and hit her on the head. When she fell she cracked her head off of
the bottom of the fireplace. A huge amount of soot fell on her and suffocated her. He was happy from that
moment on. He walked into the house, no longer feeling that dread; the house was now a comfort. It was a
protector, something that would not let him down. He walked to the stairs, and looked at the new boards.
All were beautifully hideous with Snakes and Demon's were carved into the wood. The fireplace was a
beautiful marble, newly refinished. The same designs were on the mantle as was on the stairs. This house
was a beautiful, and hideous inspiration to Richard. He had picked the right person to carve these
engravings. He had the whole house redone, because his father no longer wanted to live in this house. He
had given it over to Richard; Richard loved this house. He had installed a telephone system, so that he no
longer needed to go out into the harsh world. He would phone his servant's and they would drop off his
food, and other necessities. He would never leave this house again; he was a stranger to the outside. The
outside would lie to him, and give him false hopes, but the house would always be the same way; a
destructive force of nature. Issuing orders to its unassuming victims, but Richard did not know this. For
him the house was a source of strength and power. He now was his on creature able to go anywhere he
wanted, as long as it was in the house. The house that was always in his dreams, and in his mind until the
day he died and even after that.

�With a wicked grin, she danced towards him, and he caught her eye. They began
dancing together, so close, Blaze could hear his heartbeat, feel the blood course through
his veins. He was hers, and she knew it.

Sunrise Comes Too Soon
By: Chris Hargrave

Blaze awoke at sundown, her favorite time of day'

a blacAelly shirt.

With a flick of her neck, they were out of there. Blaze, laughing, led him away
from the rave, down a dark alley. Above them, on the left, was a fire escape Blaze
planned to use in case something went wrong.
to cast a reflection, she would have seen she had everything a

more.
But Blaze’s heart belonged to but one man.
she is today... Immortal.

He was the man who made her what

Katon had been her first love. He had been twenty-one, while she was just a girl at
nineteen. She remembered the day he died, and how she wept with grief all mg .
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when exhaustion finally overcame her did she sleep.
When she awoke, she found herself staring into the grey-blue eyes of her beloved.
“Katon?” she whispered. He silenced her with a finger and lowered his lips to kiss her
neck. Blaze didn’t scream when he bit down. She wanted to be with him, even if this was

the onty way.

That had been almost four hundred years ago. Katon was gone now. They had
been together for about a century and a half when a group of Irishmen cornered them.
Katon gave his life so she could escape, and as she watched him die, Blaze vowed
revenge. All of their descendants would feel her wrath, she swore it.
There was a rave going on downtown tonight, the perfect spot for her hunt. She
had one person left, the descendant of the leader of the group that had killed her love. She
had spent years tracking him down, and now was the time. As soon as the final ray of
sunlight disappeared from the sky, she left her two-room apartment and climbed up the
fire escape.

The alley was dark, smelly, and a dead end. “How fitting he should die here,”
Blaze thought as he was suddenly all over her. Pulling his face away from her neck, she
brought his eyes to meet hers. Then she let her face change. Her eyes, once a clear hazel,
became a deep royal purple, and when she smiled at the sense of panic rising in his chest,
she bared fangs.

He tried to scream, but was silenced as she bit into his neck, stopping only when
she felt the thick liquid coat her tongue and throat. She drained him quickly, but failed to
notice her own blood on his lips.
Her head snapped up as she heard voices calling his name. Turning, she left her
prey lying dead on the cold ground of the alleyway, and climbed up the fire escape.
Standing on the roof-top above, she winked at the corps below. “My revenge is
complete,” she whispered. “For you, Kay.”
As Blaze stole into the night, her victim slowly stirred on the cold ground below.
His eyes opened, revealing bright icy blue where crystal green once rested. “Blaze...” he
whispered in a low growling voice. “I shall find you again... I promise you that.”

SggS

She jumped from roof-top to roof-top, finally landing across the street from the
party spot. As she rose, her nose detected a familiar scent... the blood of Patrick Devine,
the leader... or, more accurately, the blood of his descendent. The final piece to the
puzzle of her revenge.

Blaze jumped down off the roof-top and sauntered past the bouncer. She knew he
would have no objection to her being here.

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The music was almost deafening, and that was how Blaze liked it Her eyes
scanned the crowd before falling on her prey. There he was... the final piece to her
deadly game.
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Without a sense of worry.

By: Sharon Rose Lamoreaux

House
I spent my whole life in that house.
I lived and died in that house.
I was born in a world of wealth.
But l was a little different.
My parents left me locked up in that house disappointed
and ashamed because I was different.
Nobody but myself for company,
They thought I didn't know or understand,
That they were ashamed of me.
I loved that house it was my whole life
But the disappointment of my parents was too much.
So l made a decision.
One I do regret.
I took my life in that house.
The one I loved so much.

By: Madison Izzo

LIFE.
What comes to your mind when
You hear about the word “life''
It is said in history many years ago
That people consider life to
Be whatever they want it to be.
Life actually is a mission to human,
From my perceptions. How else would
You want life to be. A person is born
As a baby and from that moment on
He or she has a mission about whether
Or not be a Christian, Jewish, Muslim
Or whatever. Besides that it's working till
You are old. Some people plan their lives
To be boring, some others also plan theirs
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said, The feelings that I hide, the me
never read.
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face. Trapped inside are lies, of a past I
can't replace.

With memories that linger, won't seem
to go away, Why can't I be happier?
Today's a brand new day.
Yesterday's are over, even though the
hurtings not. Nothing lasts forever, I must
cherish what I've got.
The hurt I'm feeling now, won't
disappear overnight. But someway, somehow,
everything will turn out alright.

Kirby
On the Wilkes campus the Kirby building is the creepiest of all
It sits there alone with it's gnarled shrubbery
The top floors look as normal as can be
Until you hit the basement...
As you walk down the stairs snap and creek
As eerie cold breezes start to hit you
The hair on your neck and arms starts to stand on edge
Your adrenalin starts to pump rapidly
Staring around at the small stone rooms that lay before you
Looking as though they were used as torture chambers
You could only imagine the blood stained walls and piercing
screams that could have come from there
Then you come to a small metal door that lies on the floor
As you lift it up you see ashes of the dead bodies that could have
been previously tortured
Getting out of there as quick as you can
Trying to block out the horrifying images that just went in your
mind

Tiffany Taylor

The more wishing for the past, It wasn't
meant to be. It didn't seem to last, I've
got to let it be.

By: Trista Fisher

�You Were Mine
Where can LOVE be !
As the wind blows my hair back, I often wonder is that

really the gentil breeze or a guiding hand
telling me the direction to go in life.
Is it the direction tward love or a destiny?
Can there really be a love out there for everyone?
What would he look like?

Would he be interested in mei
Would we have anything in common with each other;’
How will 1 know if I found him or not?

How will he know?
Love is very strong.
It is more powerful than any evil thing.
Where should one look for love?
When does a person start that journey?
Should a person look in the darkest jungle or the
sunniest beach?
Should it be found on a boat or plane or train?
Can he be sitting right beside or directly behind me?
The journey for LOVE is never over.
By. An anonymous writer

BY: CURBTINA HARGRAVE

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theater teacher. We'll both miss you a lot, and you better
come back and visit when we graduate the program.
Luv, Madison Izzo and Erin Gardiner

Mr. J,
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Take chances in your life.
For which you need to succeed,
Don’t be afraid of anything;
All you have to do is Believe.

For you will dance the dance of life your hardest,
You’ll take chances that might hurt your heart.
But, in the long run your heart will learn to grow.
It will never change in shape-nor -size,
Because we memorize,
The times we’ve shared,
And every bad thing we’ve bearded.
These are the moments we will cherish for a very long time.

Memories will stay with us forever.
But at some time we will grow apart.
But we will always know where to find each other in our Hearts.
For I know you'll dance the dance of life.... your hardest.
Don’t be afraid because you won’t lose your way,
If you just follow your heart.
Believe in yourself.
And you’ll be surprised what you find.
For you should always follow your heart,
Memories and your mind!

Only,

l/ou

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Otilg fan gau.
Remember the smiles we had when we looked back on that day
when we became friends and you were always there to say
I will hold your hand and you hold your head high for don’t be sad
when we say our goodbyes.

-(Quintessence

��HOW COULD YOU,

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How could you be lonely at Upward Bound?
How could you eat all the meals in the Cafeteria?
How could you walk 10,000 miles in the rain?
How could you write 80,000-page essay?

Struggling
By. Bethy A. Gallup

There are many thoughts going through my mind.
Jumbles of words, verbs, and signs.
Struggling . is this me, is this what I've become to be.
I ■■■ this reflection of a person I don't know,
This strange .trugglmg feeling I can't explain.. I don't know.
Is there .omeone who under ,t jnd&gt; my problems, my emotions? Or am I alone?

All the struggles I have to confront.
And confront them strong I will.
For every smile I see,
I know I've got the will!

How could you let someone shatter your dreams?

How could you let someone make fun ofyou?
How could you drink milk at lunch or dinner?
How could you let someone make your decisions?
How could you be walking alone?

How could you be sad in the summer?
How could you be enjoying theatre and dance class?

How could you be friends with your enemies?

I'm always running rny fastest but I'm not number one,
I study my hardet, and I know I'm not dumb.
People are always pushing, but I'm pushing back...
These people are always being so insightful, and making me feel so bad

Am I setting into depression? I don't know!
So if you think I am can you please tell me so?
For 1 wish not to lose myself,
Or do something I'll regret,
Remember if you're my true friend,
You'll help me get through this.

All these expressions I see on people's faces...
The smiles they all come into piles,
The frowns that make me feel like a clown,
The tears that I've been shedding for rny pears.
Do you think these kind of things are what's really hurting me?
Well I guess you have no idea what is happening.

How could you stay up so late and wake up so early?

How could you

? Just tell me how could you?

Paran Mukhija

Your probably just walking around saying things,
That you have no idea that you're saying,
You just keep going round hurting people's feelings.
Remember you're not the only one with a heart,
And some people are just a little bit weak in the start.
So please watch what you say,
And cherish every single day.

�����CANDY THE CANINE
BY: BETH GALLUP

CANDY THE SMALLEST OF CANINES THEY SAY.
SHE WISHED AND SHE HOPED TO BE TALLER SOME DAY.
SHE STOOD ON HER TIPTOES AND PRANCED ALL AK0UN,b
SHE HOPPED, AND HOPPED HIGHER BUT SHE ALWAYS CAME DOWN.
SHE CLIMBED UP THE STAIRS, AND FLUFFED UP HER HAIR.
WHY' WAS EVERYTHING AROUND HE SO FAR IN THE AIR?
SOMETHING ABOUT HER WAS SPECIAL, NO DOUBT.
SHE JUST NEEDED TIME TO FIGURE IT OUT.
WAS IT HER TAIL THAT LOOKED LIKE A SPRING?
OR M AS IT HER CANINES THAT STUCK OUT WHEN SHE GRINDED.
ALL ALONE IN THE DARK, AT THE MOON SHE WOULD SHOUT.
FOR SHE HAD TO BE MORE THAN A DOG WITH A SNOUT.
SHE THOUGHT AND SHE STUDIED, AND STUDIED AND THOUGHT.
HER PAWS RESTING UNDER HER CHIN AS SHE SOUGHT.
THE ANSWERS TO QUESTIONS, WHAT SET HER APART?
WHAT MADE HER DIFFERENT, WHAT SPECIAL PART?

SHE STOOD ON HER HIND LEGS AS LONG AS SHE COULD,
BUT SOON LOST HER BALANCE AS ANYONE WOULD.
SHE LANDED QUITE AWKWARD HER EYES STARING UP.
HER EYES THEN GREW WIDER, SHE LET OUT A YUP!

FOR THEY’RE IN HER EYESIGHT AS BIG AS CAN BE,
FOUR PAWS THAT WERE BIG AS HER BODY YOU SEE.
THEY MADE HER QUITE SPECIAL. THEY MADE HER UNIQUE!
SHE’S THE SMALLEST CANINE, WITH THE WORLD’S BIGGEST FEET!
CANDY, I THINK LEARNED A LESSON THAT DAY.
YOU SHOULD LOOK AT YOUR LIFE IN DIFFERENT WAYS,
AND IF YOU LOOK UP, AND NEVER LOOK DOWN.
YOU JUST MIGHT MISS SOMETHING, BELOW ON THE GROUND.

1 Thank God He Sent You To Me
I thank god he sent you to me,
For you and 1 were meant to be.
We have a bond to strong to break.
We have a love no one can take.
In you, 1 have found a love so true,
My heart is filled with love for you.
Every time see you my heart skip a beat.
You make my life whole you make it complete.

My love for you grows more with each passing day,
The thought of your gorgeous face takes my breath away:
Those brown eyes fill my soul with happiness,
Those luscious lips I love to kiss.

The day when 1 become your wife.
Will be the happiest day of my life.
Even thinking of that day makes me smile,
1 can’t wait ‘till 1 walk down that aisle.

1 dream of that day when we’U both say “I do”
For always and forever...! will love you.
-Unknown

Dream
Your kiss is like summer, your whisper like rain.
Everytime you touch me, my heart goes insane.
Each time it beats louder, more out of control.
Finally I feel it.
I’m breaking the mold.
Then I start to shiver and the rain’s kind of cold.
What if this is all a joke, I don’t think my heart could hold.
Knowing the danger, and the chance of the fight.
You hold your heart open, put forth all your might.
You open your eyes, and hear a loud ring.
It was your alarm clock, this was a dream.
Nicole Miles

�falling
dis I Stere st the v?sll
I realise that I am akout to tell,
jiesd over heels to love With your sll
Loving heart that is ten times tsll,
dtod st least ten times smaller
When you &amp;ll hssd over heels
-for me.

The absence of my sanity
The emptiness of my mind
When I don't know what’s going
Everything has already gone wrong.

I sit there with a blank stare
Wondering what else is out there
Besides my loneliness and uncertainty.

The world just passes me by and,
I listen to the people,
When they’re happy and when they cry
My life will be empty,
Until the day I,
LOVE.

^motions
I look to your eyes
full o? care and compassion
‘Deep enough to drown to
Byes that show pato
terror, dreariness, concision,
Sorrow, excitement, happiness,
dlnd angered emotions.
dill tied up in to one
Love

��I’VE TRIED SO MANY TIMES TO TELL YOU HOW,'
FELT BUT EVERY TIME I CAME NEAR YOU THE WO
JUST WOULDN’T COME OUT. SO MANY TIMES WHIn
I THOUGHT I GAVE IT ALL AWAY I FOUND OUT
THAT YOU DIDN’T KNOW ANYTHING ANYWAY.

FOR SO MANI' NIGHTS I COULDN’T SLEEP
I SAT AWAKE THINKING ABOUT THE IAST
TIME I SEEN YOU. EVERYDAY THAT I SAW
YOU I SAID HELLO AND GOOD-BYE AND WHEN
YOU’D SAY THE SAME I JUST WANTED TO CRY.
I KNEW I WAS SO IN LOVE WITH YOU, BUT
I JUST COULDN’T BRING MYSELF TO TELLING
YOU.

I GUESS YOU COULD SAY I WAS AFRAID AND
MAYBE YOUR RIGHT I DIDN’T KNOW HOW TO
TELL YOU SO I JUST KEPT IT ALL INSIDE
BUT I KNEW THAT THE DAY WOULD COME
WHEN I HAD TO TELL YOU EVERYTHING I
JUST WISH I TOLD YOU SOONER BECAUSE
I SEE NOW THAT YOU’VE FINALLY FOUND SOMEONE.
I DIDN’T WANT TO SAY ANYTHING TILL I THOUGHT THE
TIME WAS RIGHT BUT NOW I SEE THAT YOU’VE FOUND
THE LOVE OF YOUR LIFE AND I’M SO SAD BECAUSE
IT ISN’T ME THAT YOU LOVE I HONESTLY THINK
IT’S MY FAULT THAT YOU’RE NOT IN LOVE
WITH ME.

FOR SO MANY DAYS I’VE SAT ALONE THINKING
OF ONLY YOU I WANTED TO TELL YOU HOW I
FELT BUT I WAS SO AFRAID YOU WOULDN’T
FEEL THE SAME WHENEVER I HAD TO LEAVE
YOUR SIGHT I JUST LET MYSELF WEEP AND
CRY BECAUSE I LOVED YOU AND I WANTED
YOU TO BE MINE.

CAT 0.

You’re here for me when I have a complication.
Your here to understand.
You’re here for me when I have a question,
You answer them as best you can.
You understand my problems, like others really don’t.
You ’re like the older sister.
That I will never have... I wont.

You tell me story's of witch I could understand.
And understand...! will!
For when Igo through these teenage years,
I need someone to hold.
To cherish good times with,
For together we will grow.
To guide me through those troubled times in witch my life begins,
To have someone just a little bit older to give me a hand.

&amp;
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iu's:
Ki*

You will never let me stand alone,
For you know I get scared sometimes.
You teach me lessons in witch I learn,
To never fall behind.
You’re here for me when I need to talk,
When I can’t talk to know one but you.
You understand every problem, every situation, and every complication,
Because of what you’ve went through.
You are the older sister I’ve never had... Yes You!
You understand every little thing that happens to me,
Because it already happened to you.
Ijust want to thank you for being you, You’re Like My older sister,
You are the one, who I could look up to and trust,
You’re the only you!
You’re Here For Me

Beth Ann Gallup

�����abbot 'Fatfufffay

Fr»m the day I met yew,
I knew there was semethiny special,
It was almest tee geed te be tree.
At the time I was dewn and ewt,
Crashed ■Frem anether lave,
Yew saw me far whe I am and what I was really
abawf.
Yew were always there by my side,
Understanding the pain I was pwf threwgh,
Until everything cewld finally swbside.
I knew yew were wnlike the rest,
Yew are everything I've ever wanted,
And yew wanted te give me the best.
I can always be myself and yew den’t expect mere,
Yew leve me fer me,
And I knew if I need semeene yew will always have
an epen doer.
I’m never going te let yew go easy.
Yow have a piece of my heart,
And that’s how I want it to stay.
■Nicole Niles

Glare
By. Horman Matthew Wade
Everything in me pleads for your presence to linger
Everything in me bleeds from your absence
Strong emotions run through me
Uncontrollable tears fall from my face
My heart bleeds from the piercing of the memories
Memories of joy at the time
But now of pain
When you're not with me I'm not the same
I lay here half empty and half insane
The damage done to my heart
Is too serious to repair
Every time I look at your picture
There will always be a glare.

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"Its all righti’" I heart} in a soft voice.
"I won't leave you"
"Don't be afraid"
She lulls my soul to sleep and normality.
1 see her.
I see that her love for my life is deep and sincere,
"shhhhhhhh." 1 hear in a totally caressing voice.
From this angel unknownThe dagger of depression falls from my helpless body,

I weep,
For it was you who saved me from neglect and death.
Joshua Perillo

����Random Quotes
By: Random people

Outta our minds, crazy aS# Times.
Not only best of friends, but partners in crime.

I am a Princess and I live in the clouds
If you wanna kick it with me you
Better bow down and call me your
Highness because baby believe it I’m
- Upward Bounds Finest ~

-No Fear!
-Dream as if you'll live forever, live as if you’ll die tomorrow.
-Everyone dies, why not have fun before you do.
-Life is short make the most of it.
-Tell someone if you love them, that way if they feel the same way then you
can be with them and if they don't then your can get over them.
-Never frown, you never know who is falling in love with you smile.
-Watch when someone says they have your back, they might just be looking

for a place to stick the knife.
-Your choices are half chance, so are everyone else’s.
-YOU laugh because I'm different; I laugh because you're all the same.
-Be careful when a guy sweeps you off your feet, he's in a perfect position to
drop you on your butt.

To quote from song
Devalues it. So to sum them all together:
“We’re growing up, take the moment
and grasp it. You can never
relive yesterday. Everyone’s
different. Accept change.
Rock on even if rap’s your thing.

-Holly E. Andrews
Upward bound summer ‘04

TL week and goer dying to go home.
2 weeks and goer barely getting there.
3 weeks and goe san feel the ending.
weeks goe don’t know how you feel any longer.
5 weeks and it’s almost timel
® weeks and its see goe soonl

sag geedbge. Feepie dan’t like liars.

-Hally E. Andrews
Upward Bound
Summer

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tude oz, oz shy and quiet. One thing Savannah’s fniends always fieaz fnom hez

talk with anyone who needs someone to talk to. Savannah has experienced

is “3 told you”. Simply, because she acts like ouz mom oz Gig sistez most of

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the time, even

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empathize apposed to someone who can just sympathize. J agzee, and.

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on situation. Joz example, 3 went to a pazty one night with a couple of my

weze aldez. CUI 3 have to- conclude fzom this io if you don’t

not use it. Moot of the time she io night when she gives it.
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you laugh when you’ie down, and evezyone likes that. She io always theze to

talk to and will tievet just Glow you off.. Joking advantage of hez fziendsfiip

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pzetty. One last wozd of advice, don’t even get an S avalUtah’s Gad side.

fniends. Jhat night 3 told my patents that 3 was going to stay oven a fziend’s

house. Jhe people 3 had gone to the panty with ended up leaving me thene. 3

J(us was written Gy Savannah fzom a tnue friends paint of view—just to fane

didn’t (wow anyone else at the pazty so 3 decided to leave. Sheze was a
worn everyone!!!!
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phone across the street. Jhough it was 4:00 in the manning Savannah woke up
and came looking fan me. J hat was complicated because neithez of us knew

�trips over his pct toad. He catches his balance and sighs out of relief. The kid starts

Title of Story: Dungeons an&lt;id Dinwits.

to sniffle as his eyes start to water. Ritrian thinks “Oh— not this again.” As soon as

he speaks the words the child starts to cry his little eyes out, while crying he screams

Made by: Spriggins Sprague (a.k.a Sean)

with a very loud obnoxious voice... “j WANNA (30 TO THE. OAVE-S TO

EIND TH El TREASURE.!!’.!!” he starts to cry very loudly and fall to the floor.

An old man with glasses and an old dusty book walks out onto the stage. H = .s
an old plump man with rosy red cheeks. H= starts to speak loudly and clearly to you.

He rolls around crying, the floor starting to get flooded. “) said no...” Ritrian replies

sternly.

“Now... There are stories told over the years, ones of great deeds... and the heroes
that make them up. Those people have... discovered kingdoms, slew dragons; even the

Two Hours later....

occasional bring peace and prosperity to his part of the world... Well- This is not one
of those stories. This is of a young sorcerer... He is a bright one... but he doesn’t

“Yay!!! We’re going to the caves Ritrian!!” the kid smiles as he’s dragginghis

know his true potential... he’s not very wise either. Then there’s the other one. | am not

even going to start on this boy.” He pauses and rubs his eyes, shaking his head.
“Now it all starts off in a small town in the middle ages. |t has a river and trees...

sword along the ground. “| can’t believe | said yes to the little runt... Hey your namc’s

^5ain right??”

“Yup” the kid replies smiling. They approach the caves and Ritrian shivers a
and farms full of animals. Now in this town...

the way, the town is made of many

little walking into the cave. He hears a scrambling across the floor and he holds out his
heroes-just like the ones ] mentioned.” He
H= fades into the darkn&lt;
darkness behind him. His

hands blasting it with magic. £&gt;reathing heavily “ACKd— DIE-DELMON EROM
voice starts to fade as
as well.
well. “
SNow
N°W there
there is
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one young
young man...
man... his
his names Ritrian W*nl°ch

by the waq, who is trying to be like his brother^ain, now his brother is a very powerful
po'

THE. BE.YOND!!!” looking down he secs it wasjust a mouse. He then picks up

the mouse and tosses it aside. 5a’n laughs a bit as theyjoumey into the dark abyss.

sorcerer of whom he despises Ritrian, pickingon him every way
ay shape and form.
foi
” HIS
voice fades off as it scans over the town slowly from an aerial view. The view stops
dead in the tracks of this one very old house. |t seems to nearly be falling apart. An

explosion is heard from inside, smoke filling the air. The view changes to inside the
room.

The scene fades out as the announcerguy steps back on stage chuckling..

“Hchch. D&gt;c demon from the beyond... Qh that’s good... f*oor Ritrian.” He coughs
and smiles a bit folding his hands behind his back. “Rook out for another chapter to

come!!” he slowly turns around and laughs a bit “Oh— that was some good lines there...

“Daninit!!!” a young man shouts as he is all charred from the explosion. “| seem

Whe re does he get this material at! ...Hcy Why is the microphone still on!!!” Runs off

to be getting the wrong formula to make this..” he holds up a sandwich... or what’s left
stage.

of it. |t seems to be falling apart. “No nitroglycerin in the formula.. That’s a bad idea...
Ob well... Things seem better burnt anyways.” He eats the thing and gets a funny

look on his face. “Maybe not..." He gags. He hears rustling down stairs, he sits up

and walks downstairs.

“Hl RITRIAN!!” A child sittingatthe diningroom table shouts, he’s

brandishing a sword that is a little bigger than he is. “| wanna go to the caves today
Rwease^” he does the puppy dog face. 5ternly RiWan replies, „NO | hate
damn caves... They are really dark you know... where there is darkness there are
monsters... and where there are monsters there is FAI Nil!" hc

-End-

��The Chipmunks Strike_Back

Did you ever have a time when you wanted to get aw ay
middle of the
entire summer in I9S3. My parents sent me to Camp
Great Lakes.
v , 220 lbs and five feet
It was a “fat camp” or a health orientated camp.
’
hellhole. I

few hours to sleep a day. “ The Natives were getting restless as the y g g ,
fellow campers and I were forming a plan. We all wanted to escape, some more t
others. Each of us had our reasons; mine was Candy, a sixteen-year-ol g ,

5 I have had a crush on her for nearly two years now, but being overweight, I
decided against talking to her for fear of public humiliation. Her long straw erry on
hair and fir skin was only matched by her “assets,” she was also smart, funny, outgoing
and captain of the junior varsity cheerleading squad. It s been two mon s sense was
enrolled in the “program”, and I’ve lost fifty-two pounds and grew three inches.
The thing was Cabin 15 wanted out, so we decided on a plan. We were
nicknamed the Chipmunks, so are codenames were as follows, I was Alvin, Jim was
Theodore, George was Simon, Fred and Frank, the twins, were Chip and Dale, and our
counselor, Jeff, was David Seville, or just Dave. For every good plan there is a
scapegoat, ours were Chip and Dale, because they were the youngest and smallest.
Simon was our lookout for Dave and the other counselors; we couldn t be caught.
At approximately 11:05 p.m., when all good schemes begin, Chip and Dale were to run to
the cafeteria to steal the confiscated snacks, candy, and Dr. Pepper. When Dave and the
others w'ent to find Chip and Dale, Simon, Theodore and I made a run for the docks, the
only portal to the outside world, 1.75 miles away.
That dash to the other side of the island was tiring and rough, at which point
Simon had stepped in a large snake hole and sprained his right ankle. We had to leave
him or no one would escape.
Theodore and I had finally reached the dock, the only obstacle left was the locked
up patrol boat, a run down canoe with a red cross painted on the side. Theodore
“borrowed” a set of bolt cutters from Shop Class the day before, and I used them to snap
the lock. We dragged the canoe to the water’s edge and hopped in. We each took an oar,
I steered and he paddled. The nearest shoreline was the town of Erie, Pennsylvania,
which was 92 miles from my home. It would take us four more hours to cross that Great
Lake, but we finally reached freedom,
We docked and looked around and realized we were just two teenagers along way
from home. It took me nearly a year to get home, due to many complications In “The
Silence of the Lambs”, there is a character by the name of Buffalo Bill he was the
transvestite who put the guy in a pit. Within the first month of me being away from Jim,
we separated m Ene to get to our homes, 1 was hitchhiking and was nicked un and then
kidnapped by a “man” who modeled his life off of Buffalo Bill. He
h7m“ff Sw

pie Carl; if I here “It puts the lotion on its skin,” one more time I think I will kill
someone.
I spent three weeks with Carl and we got pretty close, not in a good way. The
cops broke into the house and 1 found out his name was Lindsey; kind of makes you think
doesn’t it? 1 continued on my way and then in a sudden and severe urge to excrete, I
wondered into an “abandoned” house. There were occupants, a cult named the Church of
Lucifer and his Latter Day Saints, and they fed me extremely well. Only after the first
week did I begin to comprehend their ancient language and understand that I was their
“sacrificial lamb” and they were also fattening me up because they were cannibals. Let
me spell it out for you, THEY WERE GOING TO EAT ME!
I had to once again form an escape plan, in four weeks, when the ritual I was the
center of would take place, I made dry ice from the food they gave me and I would put it
in the cauldron below where I was to be dropped. When the room filled with smoke I
escaped through the open window, a fire safety precaution. How stupid, let a window
open. I dared not hitchhike anymore, lest I run into another Buffalo Bill wannabe. So I
walked and after four moths and a total distance traveled of forty miles, I met up with the
biggest challenge of my trip, weed. I had been lonely and met a guy by the name of Jbird in the town of Mansfield. He led me into a world of sex drugs and money, I spent
four months at that house of ill refute, until one day I was pouring milk for cereal at 3:00
a.m., I had the munchies, and saw my picture on the side. My parents were out looking
for me, so I decided to “suck it up” and go home, quitting drugs cold turkey.
It was almost seven moths and I was thirty miles from home, I needed to get there
soon. I choose to steal a car, a 1972 Dodge Mustang, bad choice Joe. I drove home and
when I got there my parents were so happy, I was crying with them. I told them of my
journey, and as I got to the part where I stole the Mustang, a knock was heard on our
maple, front door. I looked through the window and it was a Mansfield Police Officer,
the car was reported stolen and there were many witnesses to describe me.
After four months in J.V., I returned home and things went back to normal, or at
least as close as they could. I never saw Candy again, she moved to Erie while I was
away. Maybe the grass isn’t always greener on the other side.

�you please put your father on the line?” I was shaken up and upset immediately
Beth Gallup
Mr. Hromisin
Composition

after I handed the phone to my father. I sat down and watched my father s

reactions from what my uncle Craig was saying. Soon as he put his hand over his
face and began to cry, I had Known what had happened. My father hung up the
loosing Floyd

phone and started saying, “Floyd was found in his car by the Entrance to the Cross
Valley Express way, he had an attack of some kind. Then shortly lost control of

A day like no other went by and faded away but would be etched in my

his vehicle and slightly ran it in to the big cement dividers. He. gained control of

memories forever. My uncle Floyd came home to his house in Richmond, Virginia

the car knowing he did not want to harm anyone else and pulled over to die-side of

to find that his wife had left him for reasons I will not explain.

the road and put the car in park. He has passed away. They said a phone call came

Weeks would pass, and with each day, he grew more despondent, alone and

in from a concerned lady who drove by and saw him in his car slumped over.” I

depressed. He was truly not a person in his right mind, and. he decided somehow

yelled with tears pouring down my face: “NO, this can not be happening. He was

he would tn’ to end his life by taking a large amount of pills.

fine.” My dad came over and told me, “ Beth, he looked fine but you know how

That nisht, somewhere between his struggle of life and death, he realized

much he put up a fight just to live longer because he realized it wasn’t the end of

what he had done and drove himself to a near by hospital. At first, Doctors thought

the world when he was diagnosed. This whole family made the time he had at

the over dose of medication had caused his kidney failure. All kinds of tests

home the greatest it could have ever been. His suffering is over now, and he’s with

ensured that there was finally an answer, but not one that any of us would want to

family too.” “ I don’t get how you could just see some one, and then the next day

hear, Cancer, a very rare type with no known cure. His struggle between life and

they could be gone. I loved him so much and I had not seen him in a week. Why

death was now not of his choosing, but he would end up fighting it, if not for

didn’t I go to see him this past Sunday? Why did I have to sleep in,” I said in an

himself but for those, who loved him.

overwhelmingly way. Gathering our thoughts and composure we knew we had to

With not such a favorable outcome to look forward too, he had lost all
interest in life and thought he was not loved anymore. My family became very
worried and concerned for his well-being. Telephones rang all hours, day and

go out to my Nanas house and comfort her in her lose. Most of the family was
meeting there to discuss what would happen next. He had little money and no
whishes written down for us. He talked about it but never wrote it down. I think

�if he dM „ Ke -0 l»ve fell

™

his sister Jan. As the speeches began, his sisters and brothers began to realize that

of his passing. Soon

their big brother was really gone. We were all crying hysterically. There was not a

our final goodbyes in just three days.
enough and plans were set, we would say
The funeral came too soon. I had an idea of what to expect, but it turned out

dry eye in the place. The one who would stay home and watch after all nine

to be worse. I walked into the funeral home and could barely turn the comer

“L.B.” He was the oldest son yet he was still his mothers baby.

going to let his son. Lowell, and daughter, Heidi, kn

before I realized this was the way I would have to say my last goodbye,

siblings, the Large Baby of a brother, was gone. That’s how he. got-his nick name

I had chosen a poem that had meant something to me. A friend of the

control of my feelings and could not enter. I stood by the wall feeble and crying.

family, Jodi Webber, read it for me at the service. Following my poem there were

“ He’s in a better place .and is not suffering

more stories. Sometimes I would think of moments with my. uncle and I would

anymore.” That kind of thing always makes me even more upset. My dad then

laugh, while other memories would make me tear up. My family went through a

took my arm and walked me into the room, and I stood before my uncle’s casket

lot but I know I learned some valuable lessons that I would have never learned if

watching him there, lying peacefully. “ I am sony we could not have talked one

not for my Uncle Floyd.

My aunt Theresa came over to say,

last time, or you could have come and see me perform professionally in Carnage

Whether it had been the way Floyds and my relationship changed through

Hall.” I placed my hand on his and said, “ You have no idea what you did to this

his sickness, or the way I watched him take on challenges. I think our friendship

family when you came home. You changed us all in one-way or another. You
taught me to live every’ day to the fullest, believe in yourself and shoot for the

stars. You had a great journey through life from the stories I have heard. You were
the one and only person I have ever met with your type of attitude. We will miss
you so much. See you later.” I would not say goodbye. I turned my back to face

grew enormously. He was stronger through everything he attempted, whether it
was the challenge of fixing a leaky facet, weeding a flowerbed, or catching the

biggest fish in the pond. The lessons he taught me whether he knew it or not will
stay with me for the rest of my life.
Till this day I still see how much he is missed, but if it weren’t for this

experience, I would not be the person 1 am today. Thank you Floyd for deciding to
his kids, my cousins. I never thought I would have to see them in a time like this.
come home and be with us for some time before we lost you. Thank you my
His daughter Heidi and I have been close since we were little, and his son was like
audience, for your generosity and for lending me your ears.

a brother to me. Seeing them cry was the hardest thing I’ve had to do. I sat down
and the service began. My father was sitting next to me and on the other side was

�Norman Wade
7-16-04

SORROWFUL OARS
I began to row on a dark lake.
Thinking in my mind how I wished you were here.
1 grabbed the oars and started to move,
But I wasn’t decided on where to steer.

Ode to Joe

I came to Upward Bound this summer not knowing I have Shrek as a suite

I caught a glimpse of you on the shore
I heard your soft voice calling me,
But when I tried to turn around,
The oars wouldn’t let me free.

mate. Every morning since I came here I found a present. There was always

something not flushed. One day I walked into the bathroom and saw purple

My grasp was too tight.
I couldn’t let go.
Even with all my might,
I couldn’t even slow.

stuff on thestoilet seat. So I confronted him about it, and he said he didn’t do

it. The next night I confronted him Bout it again, and he told me that it was

chocolate. Right then I knew that it was going to be a long summer. One

From the top of my lungs,
I yelled to you.
When you didn’t answer,
My hopeful thoughts were few.

night when I was ready to hit the sack I heard a voice say, “Going pee is the

sound of water running downstream. What the heck I said as I put my

A will of their own,
These oars must have had.
And their only purpose,
Was to take me from my love and make me sad.

pillow over my head to mute my laughter. While laughing I heard sound ol

flatulence coming from the bathroom, and I almost died laughing. I stopped
laughing so I could listen for a flush but didn’t hear anything, the only thing

Sorrov/fixl qQks

I heard was his door open and his door shut. So I went into the bathroom

I rowed on a lake
Wishing you were here
I grabbed the oars and start to move
But I am not sure how to steer

and flushed it for him. Then I opened his door to see if it was lock and it

wasn’t, so I went into his room. What’s up he said, then I punch him in the

Josh Perillo

I see you on the shore
I hear your voice calling me
But when I tn/ to turn around
The oars wouldn't let me free

I could not let go
Even if I tried
I yelled for you
And then I cried

leg, then laughed in amusement as he rolled around on his floor. The next
A will of their own
These oars must have had

day he showed me the bruise I left on his leg and I felt bad. I guess he
learned to be cleaner, because now I only get a present once a week.

And their only purpose
Was to take my love, and make me sad
Joshua
Perillo

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I got into a oarslthe
boat that appeared
myself. I didn't care. AU that I wanted was to get away from the this world of
continuous turmoil and deceit. Every place that i went to just tried to take me down to
the deepest level of depression and not even once did anyone even think about trying
to get out. they just sat there like helpless babies crying for their mommy. I was still
depressed but I thought that if I could just get out of this place fora little bit that I
would be fine. I was veiy wrong. Every row of those oars was like someone stabbing
me in the heart and twisting the blade repetitively so that my insides turned to a

purposeless pUe of shit.
'Why' did she give up on me?'I asked myself. 'Why' didn't she believe that it could
work if we held onto each other. I loved her with all of my heart and she just ripped
my heart away from my deepest inner being, she acted like it was a perfectly fine to
do thinks like that. I have no heart left to love with.' I argued with myself
consistently and the whole time my soul was falling deeper and deeper into the abyss

of the world that I just tried to get away from.
When I reached the center of my personal lake of depression, I pulled out a poem
that she had written for me when our relationship was still very' much in its prime. T
love you,’ she sign it at the bottom. What bullshit! 1 meant it when I said it and she
just threw my' heart around like it was a toy and she was a 2 year old aimlessly
playing. I promised that I would never give up on her and she gave up on me. tears
of extreme sorrow poured down my' face as i thought about all the good times that we
had together. ’Why' me?11 kept asking myself. Just then a dagger appeared to me from
the bottom of the lake. Its glisten was extremely entrancing to mv weak mind, this is
it. this is my chance to permanently get away' from this world of horrid eras. I raised
the tempting blade into the air and aimed it towards my heart. 'I am going to do it.'
'Stop!' A voice called to me from the distance. It was her. The reason why i was
going to put an end to my life. 'Why are you doing this?'
'I don't know. Maybe its because you lied to me when you said that you loved. Why
did you think that you could just do that to me. Did you think that I didn't love you?
Did you think that I thought that it was just another fling with another girl? No I
didn't. I loved you.'
'I was having a very difficult time in my life and....1
'No. You lied. If you were having a hard time in your life then you would have
asked me to talk about it, but you decided to get rid of the problem, ME.

with one extremely hard blow, he stabbed himself and ended his life in his world of
hurt and never again did he get to see his love.

Kara Isehman
Mr. peters

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could have sworn she saw Benson, her servant, walk down the hall. But

she couldn’t be sure because it was only a blur of color she saw
running past. In the dark the hall was unfamiliar to her, and the little

light provided by the candle did not help at all. The cold tile began to
make her bare f££t cold, sending a hair-raising shiver up her spine.

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looked around in circles, a confused and lost look present on her face,
mainly her eyes. She reached a door and slowly opened it stepping

inside. The room was furnished beautifully with tall wooded cabinets

and elegant pillow lined a large bed with a rose-colored canopy

draping slightly over the bed. To tired to go back to her room she

settled here for the night. §he sat down on the edge of the bed and
thought about what happened the past few minutes.

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her father pushing her. §he could remember the laughter and the
happiness about the moment. But that’s all the happy thoughts she

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July 1st 2003 was the happiest day of my life. I got married to James.
James was by far the most gorgeous man I've ever seen. He was
sweet, polite, and always listened to me. I was happy with him and I
thought he was happy with me to. It didn't take long for me to actually
see how he really was. It all started 2 months into our marriage;
James took his lunch break and decided to spend it with me. So we
were in town having lunch when I noticed a good friend of mine form
high school. I waved to him so he came over and gave me a hug and
we started talking about what we were have been up to for the past
nine years. When a half hour passed my husband annoyed aid we
should be leaving because he was only on his lunch break. So I gave
my friend my number and told him to call me, because w e had way
more catching up to do. As soon as James and I stepped into the door
he started screaming in my face. So I ran upstairs and hid in our
room. A while later I heard him walking upstairs and hid in our room.
A while later I heard him walking upstairs so I went into the bathroom.
He pushed the door open the bathroom door as hard as he could and
busted a hole, in to wall. I realized he was drunk. He started hitting
me I was so scared. When I told him I loved him, he stopped and
started crying. He told me he was just worried id leave him the next
day my friend called and again James got drunk and beat me. When I
told him I didn't like his abusiveness and his drinking he said he would
get counseling. I called and made him an appointment because id
knew he forgets. The appt was between 630 and 800 he said he would
go. I believed him so everyday he left at 63 ad returned at 800. A
week later I got a call from the counselor asking me why James hasn't
showed up to one meeting. That night when James came home I
questioned him and he got defensive and started pushing me. He
pushed me so hard I fell on top of our glass coffee table and had to
get stitches in my leg. I was so afraid he wasn't going to left me go to
the hospital so I cleaned myself up and snuck out the back door. When
I got to the hospital I was able to be treated right there because I
couldn't stop the blood from rushing out of the wound While the nurse
was stitching me up she asked what happened. I was scared to tell her
but she guessed by the weird silence and the frightened look on my
face. She told me he could get me some help and being around an
abusive person could result in death. So I asked her if she could help
me now because I was afraid to go home. The nurse left the room and
came back 20 min later to tell me that I can stay at the hospital until
morning. She put me in a single room gave me some water and said
she would be back in the morning. As soon as I hit the pillow I was
asleep. When morning came I awoke with a sharp pain in my leg and I
noticed the bandages on my wound were covered in blood. I called for

�: '.'se. She cleaned my bandages and told me a service worker and
3 detective was here to talk to me. I asked her to send them in. they
asked me some questions and I told them everything. They said all
trey could do was interrogate him. I was still very scared but I had to
go heme. Not knowing that the detective had already questioned him.
when I stepped in the house James asked me if I wanted a divorce
ana he got angry and pushed me again and again. I couldn't take it
anymore so I screamed at the top of my lungs. The neighbors must of
heard me and called the cops because I heard the sirens. James must
of heard them to be cause he stopped pushing me and was so scared
he tried to tell me he loved me and if I lie to the police he would never
hit me again but I couldn't lie to them because even though I loved
James with all my heart I couldn't live with his abuse so I told them
everything. They took him away and at our trial I won because I had
enough evidence on my body. James got 10-15 years in prison I visit
him once a week because I still love him I only wish he could of
changed in time.

Kara Lehman

JOE

Everyone searched their homes finding memories left by

the little boy Joe. They found a stuffed white polar bear whose

fur had little spots of color from when Joe had gotten into the
paint and decided to give a make over to the poor stuffed

-Marissa Tencza

*

It was a beautiful Thursday morning. I was instructed
to view the sights at the Farmer's Market on Patriot Square
and write a little piece on what I viewed. When I got there I
climbed to the top of a silver jungle gym with some other
I kids from my class. I sat there a while looking around and
I wondering what to write. First I made a mental list of ideas.
I For example the people there were all different races and
they all had different expressions. Some people were in a
little group talking and some people were just staring off
into space. There were also many different sounds and
smells. I heard the accordion man playing his music I heard
| some ladies complaining about their kids. I also heard some
children crying and laughing. The smells were overwhelming
I could really smell the pizza and the potato pancakes. There
were a lot of stands. People had a lot to look at and buy. It
was almost time to leave when an idea for a poem popped
into my head. I started it out; As I sit atop a stiver jung/e gym
I see a tot of ladies, children, and men. Some are walking and
talking others are sitting there gawking. As time goes by I see
some children start to cry, I guess its time for them to go. At
last it time forme to return to the place I live and learn. As I
finished the poem my class started to climb down, so I
followed because it was time to go.
-Marissa

animal. They found toy dinosaurs with teeth marks from when

Joe’s teeth were growing in. A picture ofJoe, his sister and

brother, sits next to a watch that has long stopped ticking the
seconds by. Also Joe’s first set ofreal tools, that he used

helping his father around the house. And his first ribbon won

for a rather strange contest he entered when he was ten.
They decided to put it all into a machine ofmemories to
keep Joe with them always, but nothing they did would work.

They took it apart and put it back together a million ways but it

still wouidn’t work. For days they tried, until they figured out
that Joe was the only person that could work the machine, but
Joe was gone.

��Joanna Bradford

In my dream, part of my face remains on the

It’s always gloomy when I walk past Main
Street. I live in the town of Crockett.
California, where nothing at all happens? Ever
since I lived here, there has never been any
Murders, fire, or anything destructive, if you have
family problems it stays within the household.
Family gossip does not occur in this town.
Out town is very religious, if you don’t go to
my church on a Sunday you are
Banned out of this town. You may think by the way
my town is, that is perfect, but nothing is as
perfect as it seems. Talk to the firefighter out in
front of the firehouse, or the
Two workers, carl and Dave, they are the ones that
are repairing the roof.
People in this town man seem happy, but aren’t much
at all. when we also have a mayor who owns, and
runs everything his own way. You’re probably
thinking, well if they don’t like it why won’t they
leave? well the reason is they lived here their
whole life, and grew into the customs since child
bi rth.

ground as I sleep unable to breathe. The other

half with my body has melted away with time. We

all have seen time being devoured, wasted, and
hung out to dry, in fact that’s what our lives

consisted everyday. But it has never stopped,

until now. Because all time has left me was half
of my face. I have no intentions of wasting more
time trying to open my eye. So time will remain

still as I will in silence.
what really happens behind those house walls
one really knows, so i advice you again,
Nothing is as perfect as it seems...

no

Marina Thomas

��Adventures in TC camping

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l,nst painter Ongarth
Kenny the artist had been dreaming of this day his whole life- tie had always

wanted to be something, tie loved drawing landscapes, but because of th? war all
hp pvpr saw was horror and hp painted with biaek and red.

unc*er our feet with the branches and leaves as we shuffled along the
and wh t°U d e,’ us'n® our "n&gt;ght vision” which meant leaving the flashlights behind
nu wna ever daylight had caught itself in the trees by 9pm was the only help to guide us
hrough these woods that could have been in a Robert frost poem. We were all laughing
an c u c ing arms and made it out (barely) with a newfound energy that lasts until the
early morning
(We lay across damp benches and laps and talk about the week and the next few and the
others who have already fallen asleep. Next to the fire, my face gets hot and the embers
spark and crack and float upward. My stomach is full of graham crackers and it hurts
when I laugh, but I don’t even consider stopping.)
-TC Jaime

tip npvpr bondpd with thp city life, tip was more of a quipt guy. Thp war

bptwppn thp rich and the famous is why thp scene looks deserted. Kenny has
always wanted to go where no man has gone before, “find if life has been there,

Insomnia for normalcy

there is no proof or evidence. It is a mystery of why everyone in the world died.

The green of the clock looks at me and blinks some bunch of numbers indicating it’s
between four and five. I shift my bed, constantly uncomfortable, my shoulders not fitting
in anywhere. On my ceiling are small stick-on glow stars from someone who lived in this
room before me. I cant see her face, but I can picture her balance, on tippy toes, the chair
from her desk shaky underneath her as she presses fingertips into the soft plaster that falls
apart on contact.

except for probably a few stragglers.

So because of the drastic decrease in population, Kenny figured it was his

ehanep now. tip wanted to paint thp landscapes and landforms of th? world. So he

-TC Jaime

started hiking up to the top of thp mountain. When hp got thprp hp was shocked, tie

didn’t realize there were only a few of mankind alive, fl Iso he didn’t realize it took
him one year to climb up the mountain, tie started to paint but then he found out he

had forgotten the red paint, tie needed red to show the effects of the war.
So he decided to hike back down the mountain to get his red paint, tie heard

This emotional state better not be New Jersey.

The back of my head pulses in perfect synchronization with the 7:32 alarm. When I
finally stand up I feel like I could cough up my stomach. Closing my eyes for a long time
isn’t equivalent to sleep, bit it might not even be that. This self-made solitary
confinement is the only medication I’ve tried. I miss you to the point of this awful
indisposition, and can’t foresee a recovery.

noises. Then he saw the shadow easting right in front of him. Then he wondered if
-TC Jaime

he was really alone up there

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(BetH- "Why did you want to be a TC?"

8. Try to electrocute yourself with static electricity

TOUl-" I've always wanted to be involved with upward bound, and
now that I have for llyrs, I have to come back because UB is

7. Write a story about a guy dying of boredom.

6. Calculate the fastest path out of study lab

5. Construct the Eiffel Tower with everyone's books
4. Ask the TCs stupid questions such as "What time is it"

3. Develop an evil scheme to takeover the world without

what I do, and I enjoy i+.°

(Betfi- HWhat is your favorite time of the day? Why?"

Tom- ** 10:30pm. That is when all the students go to their rooms
and I have the chance to talk to the adults.'*

leaving your chair

2. Sleep

(Betfi- "What do you think about this group of s+udents?n

1. Make a top 10 list on how to pass time on how to pass

TOill- ''Overall I am very happy with this group, I see that they
are willing and ready to take full advantage of UB."

time during study lab.
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(Beth- MWhat do you think will be your fondest memory of this

Tod Ten Things 出。Love 人bout Dance
10. Running to team meeting in the rain

9. Listening to the opera lady sing
8. The dead cockroach on the stairs

summer?*'

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be the time when everyone realizes it's the end and it will be so
relaxed...it will be a time to let their personalities shine through.*1

7. Step together Step... Step together Step... Step

(Betfir "What is one thing that these students have taught you
that you will remember and never forget?”

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6. Jazz Runs
5. P J time
4. Music... Break on through to the other side
3. AB tricks
2. Before class... Disney workout
1. Beloved... Push-Ups
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TOill- “To Never STOP Being a Kid!”

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Mr. Peters

I lay there quietly as the cold autumn breeze drifts softly over me. It's one of
those dark, drean\ fall days with the clouds slowly moving floating across the sky.
The sun tries to peak through the clouds above but time and time again it is pushed

awav. As a stronger wind began to gust, I slowly descended to the ground below my
big oak home.
I violently hit the ground as Mmy body slowly started to crumble. My color
started to fade which did not make me all that desirable. My body ached as I heard

the sound of horror drumming; I knew that death shall soon be coming". There was
no escape for the events that were about to conspire.

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the bad. As it got darker my body slowly started to tremble with fear and all of a

sodden there he was all dressed in black. This was no ordinary man, this man was
death here to take me away. The only things I was able to see were his bright red
ej es and black robe. I tried with all of my strength to get away, but there was no
use, I was doomed. In just one swing of his arm I was picked up and taken away.

Sara Doughton
Matthew Kogoy
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(Betd- trWhy did you want to be a TC?”
Saralb "Because when I was a Upward Bound student I really looked
up to my TC's and knew that one day I would become one. I wanted
to become a TC to affect students like my TC's inspired me. And
another reason is because I love the Wilkes University Cafeteria! Its
better then a fine restaurant.M
(BetA- "What is your favorite time of the day? Why?”

SaralF ”My favorite time of the day would have to be free time,
because I get to hang out and talk with the students.
(Bet/ir AVhat do you think about this group of students?”
Sarall- "Little rays of sunshine.M
(BetH- rrWhat do you think will be your fondest memory of this
summer?"
Sarall- f,My fondest memory will be the Ceremony of Achievement
because 1 get to see how everyone has grown over the summer/,

(Betfir Mhat is one thing that these students have taught you that
you v/ill remember and never forget?”
Sarah- " Reaffirmed the idea that like snowflakes, no two UB
students are alike. They*re all Unique."

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By； Amy Applegate

People ash me what I see in you
And I tell them I see my future
I see the one person I'm meant to be with
The one person I've ever had feelings for.

The one God intended me to be with
Vou're the one that can give me all the happiness in the world
If you just promise me you'll be with me
If you would ever ash me to spend the rest of my life with you,
I think my heart would explode with happiness.

l see someone I can confide in
My hero, someone I can be safe with
When I look at you all my fears vanish
I see you and I see my only strength
My only reason for living
My comfort, when I am about to lose all hope
When I see you, I know that you are the one and only reason I was put on this Earth

□

By: Sara Doughton

Someone was playing a love song,
Did you hear it too?
Cause if you heard what I heard
Then ifs meant to be true.
You and me, me and you
Together forever
Just us two

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By: Traci Boston

Diversity, food, stands,
This is what the farmers market is made of.
Every Thursday people rush there,
Maybe to just buy some fruit,
Or maybe to walk around.
There is so much war going on around us,.
But yet in this small
smaU town we can be so peaceful.
I wonder if they all realize that just 7 hours across the; ocean,
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We all bleed red and breathe air.
I don't see the difference in black or white, Hispanic or Indian.
Why does everything have to revolve around our differences?

曰©

Diane Bower
7-11-05
Mr. Peters
Advanced Comp.
It,s just another normal day. The city is just as boring as ever. Except for one thing the
Farmers Market. Fm a thirty-five year old woman who watches other people's children in a day
care center in the summer, bull really enjoy writing. Our center took a field trip to the market
today.
Like I said before, Fm a writer also. Nothing major, just something to pass the time with
that I eryoy. This trip appeared to me not only as a way to get the thirty some hyper little six year
olds and me out of the center but also as a long needed source of inspiration.
I got that inspiration at the market. We had just herded our children onto the square.
There were only a handful of stands open at that time, since it was early. The children only
needed to see one though. The Farmer's Market's own little Candy store of a stand. Almost
immediately, the kids flocked to it crying out for large amounts of sugar in the form of gummy
bears and pixie stix. I've always wondered about pixie stix, and why people flock at the sight of
them. I even found myself drawn to the mass amounts of sugar lain before me on the table that
was enough 10 turn me into a child again. I watched carefully as to not lose anyone as the lady
behind the stand moved frantically, preparing change and taking money. As I watched the
children, the lines of a poem formed in my mind and caught me by surprise.
The Farmers Market is open again
The stands busy with people,
A few stands offer fruits and veggies
Others offer food to eat,
And yet certain others offer something better
Yummy goodies and SWEETS!
There's no doubt to anyone
The busiest stand of all,
Is the one that has the
PIXI STIX.
A wonderful stand that we all know,
Where all the children flock to go,
Whether they be young or old.
The Candy Stand,
THE CANDY STAND!
My favorite stand
Well,
Where else would I go?
Soon all the children were contented with what they had wanted. We walked around the
square for about an hour, although the children didn't seem interested in most of the things there.
Then it was time to go back. I knew it would be a long day after we got all of that sugar. At least
rd get a chance to write the new poem. I hope we will go back to the Market soon so ril get
more inspiration.

����AtisHn Texas TC mtervAeN
展％ ^Why did you want to be a TC?”
Mike- T wanted to get an experience to help me decide in the
near future what age group I wanted to teach. Plus I was a
three year student in Upward Bound and I wanted to give

something back to the program.M
说* ^What is your favorite time of the day? Why?n

Mike* “My favorite part of the day would have to be team
meeting, because I am able to get to know the members of my
group better. I feel that it is the most relaxed part of the day,
where we are able to socialize as a team and build
relationships."
咨梭-"What do you think about this group of students?”

Mike- u\ love this group, they are all so energetic and there are
no major problems?1
^What do you think will be your fondest memory of this

summer?”
Mike- “One of my fondest memories will be from the one team
meeting where we played duck...duck...goose and mother may
I. It will be my fondest because we connected well and I found it
interesting that teenagers still enjoy 5yr old games. I think my
most memorable one though will be the last night where
everyone comes back from the ceremony of achievement and
just hangs out and cries."

务么 “What is one thing that these students have taught you

that you will remember and never forget?M
Mike- u\ learned this summer not to take things so seriously,
and that it is possible to be a leader of a group and still feel as if
you are a part of the group, as if you are equal to everyone
else."

We No Longer Need to Hide (6/8/2005)

I am sitting here 一
Alone with my thoughts...
Thinking... wondering... imagining.
You and I, we've gone through thingsProblems that seem to be never-ending;
And we want to enjoy life,
While these problems bring us downSo we submerge ourselves in hobbies and friends.

I live in my room with my stereo and my guitar,
Hoping to lose myself somewhere in the music.
You live in your garage and the trailsWith your dirt bike as your escape...
Probably praying the noise of the bike will save youDrown out everything wrong in your worid.
As we both try to run farther away,
We find ourselves closer to the beginning.
Closer to where the problems all began.
But these seven years of adolescence,
Are slipping away;
Before we realize it they'll be gone.

I don't want to lose this stage of lifeBy attempting to run and hide.
I want to face the problems...
Get through them, over every bump along the way;
And I don't want to do it alone.
So instead of living in a life of hobbies and hiding,
I want to drown myself with something elseI want to drown myself with you,
Only this won't be to run or to hide.
But because I want to share my time with you.
If my thoughts aren't on my problemsMy thoughts will be on you,
And when you fee! your life...
Crashing down on you,
I will be here waitingThen we'll both have someone to lean on...
A person we can be ourselves around;
Neither of us will have to hide.

������he favored me over my other sisters. I felt guilty for being the only one he never

Britney Brewster

touched.

Communications

Then once again, my parents separated; and this time it was for good. But

My Life.

From 2000 until Now

it wouldn't even be close to the last time we heard from him or saw him. He went
crawling to the courts... claiming he needed to see us. Then my sisters and I, by

irket with my mother and two
1 was somewhere in the middle of a supermar
ring and self-mutilation only just began about tw。
younger sisters. The screaming ' - -•-j... wanting to know why we are just standing
minutes ago. Everyone is staring,
her hair, bite herself, and scratch herself. Yet we
there watching her pull out t.w. ..~
stand there, feeling completely useless.
If ws tell her we love her, it only makes matters worse. So we stand here

praying to God she'll stop- hoping it will all end. My sister, Carol, she is only two.

demand of the court, had visitation with him.

Now, I cannot speak for my sisters, but I can most definitely speak for
myself. I never wanted to see that man again, and it hurt- horribly. We used to be
so close, I grew up as a "daddy's little girl". Only now this girl's daddy isn't who
she thought he was so long ago. And for miscellaneous reasons, from 2001 to

2004, my father's visitations rights were taken away and given back.
Every single time our visits commenced, Carol would start these fits... at

She is the one sitting on the cold, tile floor of the supermarket... the one

home, in restaurants, in stores, and on sidewalks. We could do nothing but stand

everyone stares at. Now why, you might ask, is she doing this?

by and watch her maim herself. This is the most terrifying occurrence I have ever

Well, 1 am going to make an attempt to have you see this from my point of

view. I v/ant you to feel what I felt and still feel today. I want you to comprehend

what my life has been life. So, this all began in the year 2000, when my mother
and father separated.

At the very beginning, my two sisters and I, would visit my father
frequently. He changed residences often, but, we still got to see him. In 2001, our
parents got back together. Soon after, I would end up waking at three o'clock in

the morning to my mother's sharp, persistent pleas. When I would run up the

stairs to see v/hat was going on, my father would be trying to push my mother
down the stairs. Or, v/orse yet, once he even tried to run her over with the car.
Aside from my mother, he also beat my two sisters. When Carol, my

youngest sister, v/ould do something wrong; instead of just spanking her for
discipline, he v/ould hit her so hard she immediately turned red. Then my other
sister, Tina (the middle child), would get thrown up the steps. But me, her never

touched me. And you know how I felt? I would sit in the comer of my room, tears
flowing freely dov/n my cheeks. My father believed me to be his soul mate, and

had. Watching a child do this, and not being able to help, pulled at my heart. At
that moment my heart felt as if it were being wrenched out of my chest.

Knowing my father only called on holidays and birthdays, yet claimed he

needed visitation hurt too. You see, he lives in Jessup with his girlfriend and her
six children. Neither of them work, but instead, they live off of her child support­
coming from four different husbands. Since my father does not work, he cannot

be made to pay child support. But occasionally, he'll find a job and keep it- just
long enough to earn some extra money. Then he quits or intentionally gets fired

before the courts can make him pay us anything.
As of now, my two sisters are 6 and 12 years old. Carol, the youngest,
does not have her fits anymore, but only because we haven't seen our father in

about a year. On the other hand, Tina is now showing her resentment. She
screams and yells at all of us. She says she hates us and wants to run away.
And I know that every child or person has said this at least once, but this takes

place on a daily basis.

We have talked to her ourselves, taken her to several psychiatrists, had
school counselors speak with her; she talks to no one. The lies she tells, the

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New Friends
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Outrageous activities

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Encouraging each other
Always there for one another

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See you next summer!
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That don't come out
Are locked on the inside
From years that passed
But still last
Around this heart of mine
It does not forget
All the things that were said
To make it go and hide
It will not quickly come out
And return the shout
Of those who mean well
For my heart cannot tell them apart
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before I see its beauty first
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so I could forever carry that memory
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口船坦?
s oneof
those secrets that life holds. We may never know what is beyond the stars. We could
spend
soend our lives trying to learn but I don't think we ever would. Is there a heaven
u-here all the good souls go? Will we go there when we pass? I would like to believe so.
Is there a hell where the soul is lost forever? I don't know. The living will never
never^ find
ouf. Must we live a good life? I think we should try. I have to stop and think about the
here
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whatever it
sayS you should believe. My heart is telling me to live life the best that I can. I think
■you should because you never know when you will die. You could die ten years from
nolv or you could die right now. Live life to the fullest is my motto. You'll never know
when it will end till you are gone. By then it is too late. In my lifetime I want to touch
someone's life. I want to make someone feel that they belong. I want to make someone
feel that they are loved. In return I want only the satisfaction of knowing that I have
achieved my goals in life.
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Ggn pastures and endless hills
fill resting against the sjzas
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Children of jzvjzryplaejz
playing together with。由 rank
Better and worse ar^ foreign words
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©lack and whit。arc both the same
For there's no stronger raejz；
War never there
《nd battles n^v^r fought
For gou see my friends...
In this utopia all negative things arc lost
《nd 仙昨 is Ihcrc [or them to be found.

Cats and dogs get along
fls well as other erzatur旋 too.
food is plentiful for the multiply
•find famine njzvjzr near.

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《II the world is still innocent
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It is utopia that we are in.
By: Cat Oliver

�Jamie Kramer
7/18/05
Adv. Composition

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It all started when I was at the beach and I met this guy. We just connected and
then he rocked my world. I just turned 17. My life was good. The guy's name was
Enrique and he lived about one hour away from. It was a shock because most people I me
there lived in different states.
Two months later we moved in together. Our apartment was in between our
hometowns. Life then was romantic, We were perfect together; we planned on getting
married after we both graduate from college. Tliat's when I became pregnant. So I
couldn't go to college.
Six years later I was 23 and Enrique was 25 and we had a son Richie who was six.
That's when we bought a house on the beach. We loved to go to the beach. I would have
to say we went to the beach at least once a week. My husband and I got a tattoo that said
Enrique and Erin Together forever. That was my first tattoo.
Life was great my family was _going to be bigger.
_ 一
' twins which
Then -I was having
are boys. Richie was into surfing so Enrique would go with him and try to learn from his
son. One day they went surfing I had my twins Riley and Ryan. Thafs when it all began
to turn my life upside down. I got bad new about Enrique. He was seriously injured and
wasn't able to move and barely speak. I was then ready to see him a few days later since
everything went well with my newborns.
I got to see him but I knew things weren't going to get better. He was in the
hospital for two weeks. Then there was a guiding light because he seemed to be better.
We got to go home and raise our children together.
A few years later Enrique and Richie went surfing again, but this time Enrique hit
a wave and went crashing in the water. Thirty days later he appeared dead. That's when
everything went downhill again.
Dear Diary,
Many people call me crazy but they don 7 know me and why I'm like this.
My life got difficult and it seemed like a bad dream.
It storied when I couldn 7 do anything except go to the beach and talk to him.
It started -when I couldn 7 do anything except to go to the beach and talk to him;
my husband that is, who was my whole world and some.
Since he died in the ocean Ijust would talk to no one except him.

My life seemed to be gone so I started taking pill.
This was washing my life away.
My kids look
took things hard but I1 probably took them harder. I started seeing a
1__ I but I didn't not
psychologist
get onminh
enough hpln
help cn
so II wnc
was nut
put nn
on cnmp
some medication. II thinb
think the
pills made me worse I then needed to feel pain to get rid of thinking about my lost
husband. Then I started getting tattoos all over my back and didn't take care of myself.
My teeth started falling apart.

�州；档 about the time when my twins
When things started to get out of control was
were off to college 12 hours away. I didn't let them know
graduated high school and
anjlhing was wrong.
eo back to the beach to talk to my husband. I would spend an hour
I started to £,------------------merc, g S wncn M 咛皓 b云me crazy. They didn t know mc
there, that's when the people started staring and calling
and getjudee me by not talking with made me really upset. My only family was Ennquc
complicated
and IIbegan
beganto
to lose
lose my
myteeth,
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and
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hair was
and 二
my
kids.
.
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i
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going
life was upsetting
got me to start having conversations with Enrique at the beach.
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he would help me turn my .life
back
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him, I knew this could keep me alive so Il will able
Ryan about him, they seemed to like him.
see grandchildren
in my■near
This—
guy------seemed
inside
Sww
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— Ifuture.
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'J to be like
* Enrique
- s spirit
him. He did many things to guide all my children in the right direction in college and
buying a house.
Twenty year later it was a lot better I almost had all of my tattoos off except the
first one. It didn*t bother my new husband Charles. So I left it to feel a connection with
；c cr»n*c
Enrique. Richie my oldest son just V»a&lt;4
had h
his
son's 110th V»5rthHav.
birthday.
I would have never guessed my life would be turned around and I would live this
lone. I was almost off the edge but brought back I'm getting older and now everything is
starting to ache. Thafs when I new my life was complete and went to sleep.
^VL

MJ SUUL XUXTUlg WVUI

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After that day my mom died and we had to continue our lives. We also all lived
by Charlie, and took care of him. When he died he left us a fortune. Thai will be all for
now. I will continue my life. -Richie...

1

Sweet Catastrophe
By: Sam
Cascading
In a fortunate earthquake
Drowning
In you eyes
What a sweet catastrophe
Sunburn
On your cheeks
My laugh
A cooling breeze
Eases the pain
War
Colliding currents
Fighting
A loosing battle
The sun breaks through
Dark clouds
We survived a sweet Catastrophe.

�������Leslie Dugan

if somebody else hears it? What if somebody comes in the room? Then he'll know that I

June 30,2005

am still here. He can't find out. He must not find out. But there's the possibility she
might tell him, if I wake her. OoO no. She can't. OoO no. No she will not. Here we

That Day

8°- Here we go. Yeah, Yeah, Yeah. If she does I will just keep haunting her. She'll

The day it happened,

have to stop. If I do that just maybe she'll leave the room. I still can'i believe that

The day I came back,

female dog took my room.

I had to know.

She just moved. I can*t believe she even has the nerve to even move in MY ROOM!!! I

I needed to know,

have to get my room back. That's it, when it is five of three; I am going to wake her. I

If they were still there?

will just start pounding on these big eyes of the house that watch her every day, and she

The day I went back she was there. Somebody new was their. She was in my room. All

probably has no clue, which makes it even more amusing. I'm going to start pounding on

my belongings were gone. Just gone. I cannot believe he would do this. Actually yes I

the eyes. The eyes that don't move. I'm pounding and she's moving. This is king of

can. Happy thoughts, try to think of happy thoughts, but she has TO GET OUT OF MY

fiin. It's real fun. Yeah, Yeah, Yeah. Have to have more fiin. She's moving even more.

ROOM!!! I need to grab herby her little freaking neck, and just kill her, just like my

She,s going to wake. She has to wake. This is payback for all those years. She pulled

feiher did to me. She took away all of my things. She put carpeting down, she painted

the covers over her head. Just a few more times, and she has to be wondering whafs

the wall; she even replaced my furniture. That is my room, how can she do this to my

making the noise. Hehe, after this she will not sleep in here for weeks. She better not.

room. I know v&gt;hat put her up to this. Ya I do. It was my father. I should have gone

I'm going to be really, really, really mad if she does!!!! She won't though. The covers

wth my first instinct Yes, I should have. I should have just taken the gun. My mom

are coming back over her head. Her head is out; it*s all the way out. I would so love

hateshimtojustlikeme. I should have just killed him then. I am so going to get her. I

right now is to rip off her pretty little freaking head. The nerve of her. And yet she looks

have w ge: her back FOR TAKING MY DADDY AWAY!!! I have an idea. I can wake

scared. Really, really scared. Her brown eyes are wide open. Her face is pale white.

her. but how? She is the one who did this, She did this, she had to

She better remember that she is the one who did this. Her mouth is opening. She better

She is the one who

made me stuck here. The nerve of her. I am going to get her back. Just how? Think.

not scream. I will so come back and get her even better if she screams. She's trying to

g. It has to be something good. I'm dead though. Why docs this alWs happen to

scream, but she can,t. OoO no. The knob is moving. It can*t be moving. She didn't

me. I Shodd tn- to pound on the window. Yeah, yeah, thufs whatI should 危 But、、.如

even make a noise. But yes it is moving. I hope its him. I really hope it is him. He*s

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By: Neesa Baker

A loud thunderous boom shakes the seaside cliff

As waves climb higher.

All Three Men In One
By: Tashalee Moux
June 19,2006

Today I have a miiillion feelings. I lost the one

Black ominous clouds roll across the dark sky hiding

'person 由:此 m：id(： my smile but

the moon beneath its black mass

over
brought me pain. I rcmei：mbc厂 0/1© deitj nc
■ house and / was trying to explain ho\w or what I

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moment the foreboding ocean scene is lit

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the land.

said, "No, there are three... one who will make ljou

The air is electric with the smell of seaweed
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one that will make ijou happy and one that you
叫，
can'tget enough of but, at the end of the da(j all

three men will be that one man you were meant to be

sea.

5 Little Words
BY: Tashalee Moiix
July 7, 2005

with^Tor the first time I did not Fight with him be(:cause
he
he was right. Now I might feel this way now because
be(

:was mij first true crush but I believe he was
I hear those words repeat in my head
Makes me want to stay in bed
How much three little words can hurt
And make you feel like dirt
Tender heart split in two
From the words Hove You

three

'■ men in one. He made me happy} he made me cry, and
through it all I could notget enough of him. He was

'all, he was ny baby, he was mq
mg three men in one.

吧

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By： Tashalee Moux
July 13, 2006

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Marquita Husbands
The Death of My Uncle
July 7. 2006
The death of my uncle has changed my view of life because it forced me

to face death, has changed my family and has touched my life forever.

What is death? Death to me is a tragedy because a life is taken away.
Death is an experience everyone goes through, whether they are ready to accept

it or not. I have learned this from the death of my uncle.
To see my family go through this was terrifying, heartbreaking, and hard to
handle. The last person to talk to him was my grandmother. My grandmother

received a telephone call and he told her he would call her back. Thirty minutes
later the hospital called and had pronounced that my uncle was dead. To see my
grandmother go under this stress v/as hard.

It was hard for me because he was my favorite uncle. I really looked up to
him for the examples he set for me and my cousins. It was hard to handle

because he had always talked about living life to the fullest extent, I am doing
that by having an experience in the Upward Bound Program, by taking college

courses, and by sharing a room with another person.

38rs that / see g厩 the future seem brighter.
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My uncle*s death changed me a lot because my uncle is right; life is short.

Enjoy it, experience new things, go out there and be outgoing. The pain of young
people dying is hard for me. I feel like I don't want to die knowing I was boring or
not fun.

When I look back on the past and remember how he was shot, it makes it
horrible to see how cruel people are. My uncle was shot in the head, killing him

instantly. I wanted to find the person who shot him and kill him myself. He took
away an uncle, a friend, and someone I looked up to.

I ask myself a question of all time, who made guns? Why are people
killing other people? Where do people get these unlicensed guns? I am, and
you all should, follow my uncle's words: "Live life to the fullest extent!"

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kids
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Patrick Swayze
弧ting like Leo
SVo worries just happy days
XToiiceded? You ain't gotta reason
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thinking)

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eacfi other out? It fias gotten so Gad; you can not even trust tfie
person sitting next to you.
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tde more tfian fiate going
around. Just Because someone dresses different tfian you does not
mean you can sfi(nv tfiem any fiate or disR^.e.
dislike. Just Because
because
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����Memories
As I look in your eyes
I take it from your whisper
What's coming through is alive
Memories trapped in time

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Doesn t take much to rip us to pieces
Black winged roses that safely change their
color
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The walls came down

By： Bridget Knepp

��Theresa Kasson

Mr. Peters
Creative Writing

July 18 2006
If I had to give advice to the

new Upward Bound students, I would just simply say

"never give up." The program may seem like it is getting out of control and you want to

quit. Believe me I know, because I wanted to quit at one point too. The program really
helps you in regular school if you leam how to use what you are given in lhe right way.

For example: If you do the summer program you will really have a head stan on your
next school year. I did the summer program before I went into my junior year and I had a
geometry course that I really hated. Turns out it was for the good. I got an amateur
teacher and none of the kids in my class understood a thing that was going on. I on the

other hand had an advantage because I already knew what to do. And one more important

thing that I would tell the new Upward Bound students is to watch the food; you will be

going to the bathroom like crazy! And of course to have as much fiin as you possibly can!

Team Horror
Starring: TC Jayme, Kim Dough ton, U
Rasimas, Mike Casey, Anthony Melf,?.!
Wildoner, Marissa Fedor, Kaila Sakow
Natalie Sosa, and Leslie Dugan- —f

�Leslie Dugan
Summer of 06*

The summer of 06'

One that we will never forget.

From the first day,
To the last

We have memories that will never be forgotten.
The first week,

We were all terrified and scared,

Between being homesick and worried of others judging us,
We made it through and created new friendships.

Now almost into the 4th week,
We all have accepted each other as family.

For the seniors it is a second family,
But one that we cherish just as much.

We all have cried, laughed; most of team horror has taken a trip to the ER, and even

But no matter what, we are there fbr each other

The family of 06*

Is one that we will never forget

it

gotten into arguments with one another,

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Two paths that crossed
Met at a point
And ever since have never left.
The day that changed both lives
No other day,
No other way,
But the day a dream, a smile and a road of wonderment
Met
Have never left.
They share the path that helps
Each other
And other cars along the way.
Both paths that crossed have never left
Because of the relationship has turned concrete
No other day,
No other way,
But the day a dream, a smile and a road of wonderment
Met
Have never left.
To sum it up
I must admit
We have our curves and bumps
But ever since that day we met,
The day a dream, a smile and a road of wonderment
Met,
No other day,
No other way,
We have never left.

��U^v/ard Bound

Al

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miserably defeating him in a fierce
game of tic-tac-loe, I proceeded to
my seat as he began ihe class.
Out of the comer of my eye, I
spotted a blue and red object, fully
functional with a string and
everything! I lifted up this relic as I
slipped my finger through the string
loop and was overcome with the
urge to wrap it up. Then, compelled
by some unknown force, I let go of
the object, string still anchored to
my finger, and proceeded to make this inanimate object spring io life and
walk! It was just like a dog!! After naming this new found-found ability of
my own creation, I boldly announced my powers to the class. As their jaws
dropped in disbelief I hurled my yoyo, as I would later name it, toward the
floor.
A collective gasp escaped the mouths of all who were witness to this
perilous feat. A v/oman fainted in the back of the room, although everyone
was too concerned about the yoyo to help. And, when it was a mere width of
a hair av/ay from a terrible fate, I jerked my hand up toward the heavens and
the yoyo ascended up the very lifeline it had unraveled from moments
earlier. It landed safely in my hand, free from injury, and an explosion of
applause fbllov/ed, a sign that the yoyo was all right. From then on, I knew
this
this holy grail of sorts,
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retelling of a tale where good once again prevails over evil (lvh\ Peters).

今

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-Eric Swetts

Blind Poetry

-By using _.._二_
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a writing exercise, the students developedJ a- 7poem
then rewrote the poem to make it his/her own. The original poem is written below,
followed by each studenfs creative work.

Advanced Composition 201A
It is an innocent time of wonderment and confusion.
Their inquisitive minds pour out thoughts of...

Eon't be a fool. Stay in school.
My life is like a dream,
so sweet even though I cannot
describe it sometimes but what
B can remember is simply this:
Millions of emotions
when I see you.
Come together all over the world
From the hoods of Japan
Will you be my shoulder when
B'm gray and older? Promise me
Tomorrow starts with you.

A yellow hat lays on the sidewalk beside a brick wall.
Faded crushed and forgotten during yesterday^ rain.
Forget Regret of life is yours to miss
No other road, no other way, no day but today.

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beside a 6ric&amp;wall
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and it is an innocent time of
ivoiiderment, confusion,
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describe it sometimes, 6ut wHat
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gray andoUer?
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today.
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tomorrow starts witHyou
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Advanced Composition 201B

Class Poem
Expressions of innocent confusion fill their faces.
Listening to the ramblings of a madman say...
He knows I'm unfaithful and
it kills him inside to know
that I am happy with some
odier guy.
I used to wish upon stars.

Many of us arc in tlic dark.
MelfisAIJvlIGHTY!

I can't explain tliis feeling
It's just so amazing
Happy Days
He is distant now, but physically here.
I look in his eyes..."where are you?"

Can I have a hsinkie?
Sheena the punk rock queen
Playing a guitar so mean.
The destroyer of poetic tlioughts.

I want so pizza from Januzzi^
So put it in my mouth!
I want to write the perfect song and play it just for you while you
are tangled up in sleep.
I gave you more than Fll ever know, and until I stop breathing
My lungs will take you for granted.
Anthony Melf breaks teenage girls hearts

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rock queen to play a guitar so mean
I can't explain this feeling
Its just so amazing
Many of us are in the dark
I want pizza from Januzzi's
So put it in my mouth
Can I have a twinkie?
To know that I am happy with some other guy
He is distant now but physically here
Listening to the ramblings of a madman say...
Melf, I want to write you the perfect song and play it
just for you while you are tangled up in sleep
I gave you more than ril ever know and until I stop
breathing, my lungs will take you for granted
The destroyer of public thoughts
I look into his eyes..."where are you?”
Anthony Melf breaks teenage girls' hearts
Happy Days!
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Hearts will take you for granted
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Most nights there are purple frogs flying here.
Most of the purple frogs have black spots.
Nights when the moon is out you can see them.
There are purple frogs in the jungle.
Are the purple frogs eating?
Purple is a very nice color for frogs.
Frogs are really green! Get it right.
Flying is fun with big bats.
Here the frogs fly together in the moonlight.
-Mrs. Riebe's composition 101B

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Expressions of innocent confusion fill their faces
Many of us in the dark.
Melf the almighty
he knows I'm unfaithful
Listening to the ramblings of a madmjyi says
And it kills him to know Sheena is happy with another guy.
I used to wish upon stars
I'm distant now
Hook into the punk rock queen's eyes,
Can I have twinkie?
And I want some pizza from Januzzi's?
Put it in my mouth.
Happy Days!
I can't explain this feeling, it's just so amazing.
Sheena the punk rock queen
Playing a guitar so mean
The destroyer of poetic thoughts,
I want to write the perfect song
And play it just for you,
While you are tangled in sleep.
I gave you more than F1I ever know
And until I stop breathing,
My lungs will take you for granted.
ANTHONY MELF BREAKS TEENAGE GIRLS1 HEARTS!

A Tale of Survival： the Melf Story
Listening to the ramblings of Sheena the H叩py bays Twinkie Queen, Melf
the dark unfaithful guitar punk breaks more teenage girls' hearts. Their
expressions are of many stars? The destroyer of poetic thought, Anthony, a
madman, faces some pizza from Januzzi's and innocent confusion, its distant,
almighty Melf, is breathing his lungs, happy. "I gave you that perfect song
with my physically amazing Twinkie!" The Song of the Melf; I'm tangled up in
my eyes; I can't explain this feeling, granted I am used to stars. He knows
and it kills him inside to know where you are while you stop in sleep. I fill the
rock playing, so write, know, want, put it on, look in just so Til wish, and play
it just for you. I will take you for ever, until I can have a mean want; but
upon us. He, here with I, say so-so, than I to of now. Melf is almighty."

-Eric Swetts

Senior Sone

I'm a senior, I'm straight UB
The college life is the life for me
going to class by day, having free
time by night
The UB life is mega tite
I walk around campus w/ my
blue key chain
If I don't have it, I'll be out
in the rain
I saw a public safety guy riding
on bis bike.
We asked for his autograph and he
said take a bike.
We also like the juniors and you should too
Don*t get me started with the
bridging crew
It's raining, grrr I'm wet
Pm a senior but I ain't no teacher's pet
I*m a senior I'm cool as ice
I'm a senior don't mess with me cause I*m nice
1,11 join up college as soon as I leave
Why?
Cause all the UB staff worked hard for me
My T.C.s are cool, like a break
from the rain
Mickey is not like a burning
flame
Mrs. Espada^s my homey, she's from
UB too
Her and Chaiko are the leaders
of the UB crew
Steph likes to plan and I like to
go along
I really do hope they like
this song

I give a shout to my homies in
Evan's dorm
We chill in the rain wishin we
was warm
When the summer starts all the
homies cheer
We know we'll have more fun
this year

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Being a part of the Upward Bound Summer of 2007 has been truly transforming
for me as an Upward Bound director. Celebrating 40 years of success in a
program that has been life-changing for so many can offer one new perspectives.
Let's reminisce.
Forty-five frightened future friends entered Evans Hall on that beautiful Sunday
evening in late June of 2007. They were told that their onerous task for the next
six weeks was to explore the wonders of the last four decades while discovering
their inner-selves and blossoming socially. Oh, by the way...you do that in your
spare time after attending a full regimen of academic classes. In the middle of all
of that we must plan and implement a reunion, the Carnival of Decades, for
Upward Bound members from the past 40 years.
The transforming took place day by day as the exploring, discovering and
blossoming unfolded. As the Carnival of Decades approached, we began reading
stories and examining pictures from Upward Bound classes of the past. We
realized that each of the individuals that we were about to host had explored,
discovered and blossomed in their own special way just as we were doing here
and now in 2007. The hairstyles and clothing had changed, but the Upward
Bound moral standards and long-term goals were still the same.
The Literary Magazine for 2007 compiles works of present students as well as
alumni from the past 40 years. It is befittingly entitled The Ripple Effect as it
demonstrates how each individual, by casting their pebble in the Upward Bound
pond has created a ripple that will transform their lives and make a difference in
the world around them day by day. The insights, hopes, fears, and tears that
have been shared in this publication will be an inspiration for decades to come.

Margaret A. Espada
Director

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Wc all wonder
What the Future Holds.
Happiness?
Success?

No one truly knows
What to expect.
Will we be famous?
Or just another face?
One thing is certain, though.
Wc all look to the past
For guidance,
And for ideas.
Nothing is new anymore,
Only recycled.
Ifs not the kind of recycling
We should be doing.

What about the present?
Just like the past,
People live in it too much.
No matter what,
We should always hope for a brighter future.
There are those that don't care
About what may happen.
"We won't be around when it happens,n
Is the excuse.

What about our children?
Their children?
Who will build them a future,
But us?
Upward Bound helps us look,
Look towards a brighter tomorrow,
A brighter future.
Thanks for caring,
In the Past, Present, and Future.

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**Eww!!! Can't you ever not pick on me?" I asked as my older brother withdrew his sahe
liva-soaked finger Irom the depths of my ear canal. “I will stop when your older than
said.
Like most younger brothers, I was stuck on the loosing side of the never-endingj war of
— me wrong.
___I try to get him back, but let's lace it, I'm seven and
sibling rivalry. Don't get
a.» he is
twelve, that means that his bones are like steel because he's eaten that many more vegetables
than I. Whenever I try to hit him. I just get hurt.
I once iried to hire a mob hit man to torture him. but my mom caught me on the phone
with him. None of my plans just seem to work. Plus Monopoly ™ money just wouldn't cut it.

Exactly one summer ago we went on vacation (and this is where I would procure my
revenge). The whole group consisted of me, my brothers, sister, mother, various cousins, aunts,
and uncles. The total number of people: twenty three.
It was halfxvay through the week when my mother introduced uthc plan." My mother
had known that 1 was plotting revenge on my brother for some time (mom's always seem to
know). So she took the incentive to make up her own plan.
When I first heard “the plan'' I was flabbergasted. I had never heard such an expertly
thought out plan in my short lifetime. The logistics were perfect; the timing had to be exact.
Everything hinged on the doings of every team member.
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�A YEAR TO REMEMBER
JANUARY BRINGS US SNOW SO WHITE.
IT LOOKS SO PEACEFUL DA Y AND NIGHT,
FEBRUARY BRINGS US NICE RED HEARTS,
IN HOPES THAT WE WILL NEVER PART.

MARCH BRINGS WINDS SO COOL AND CRISP,
IT BLOWS YOUR HAIR 'TILL IT'S A WISP.
APRIL ALSO MANY FUN-FILLED HOURS,

MA Y BRINGS US VERY PRETTY FLOWERS,
THEY SEEM TO FORM A LACY BOWER.
AND OH, SO VERY PRETTY IN JUNE,
ARE GRADUA TES' ROSES IN FULL BLOOM.

AND IN JULY A TEMPTING LEMONADE,
TO COOL YOU IN SOME SUMMER SHADE.
IN AUGUST THERE ABE HUSKS OF CORN,
AND BREEZES BLOW SO BALMY AND WARM.

COME SEPTEMBER WE GO BACK TO SCHOOL,
AND THE WEATHER TURNS JUST A TRIFLE
COOL.
IN OCTOBER THERE IS A HARVEST MOON,
GHOSTS, PUMPKINS AND WITCHES ON
BROOMS.
IN NOVEMBER THERE IS THANKSGIVING
TURKEY,
AND OUR MOODS ARE APT TO TURN

SOMEWHA T PERKY.

AND WHEN WE AWAKEN TO THE JOYS OF
CHRISTMAS MORN,
WF MUST REMEMBER THAT IN BETHLEHEM
TOWN. OUR SAVIOR WAS BORN,

A SA VIOUR WHOSE BIRTH BROUGHT GREA T
TIDINGS AND CHEER,
AT CHRISTMAS, THE WONDERFUL TIME OF
VP AD
YEAR.
LINDA LANZONE
1967

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Team Woodstock is the Bomb Digity
We are the best team ever
We are very very clever
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We own all the other teams in sports
Team Woodstock is so groovy
We could be in a movie

Because thafs how we role
And don't forget it
YEE YAH!!!
By： Team Woodstock

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Editorial In MEDIA.
Student Literary Magazine. 1967

The Project is over.... The sbc-week
experimental stage of a program designed
t。direct, towards college, young people
with high potential and questionable
motivation.
—
Instilling motivation In fifty
minds is no small goal. Project Upward
Bound has so far been fraught with some
measure of academic emphasis, personal
counseling and a taste of the social
aspects of Wilkes College.
A congenial atmosphere of flexible
seminars, "periodic
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Upward Bound

Jessica Kramer
Ms. Krushnowski
Communications 101 Period 3
Personal Experience
23 July 2007

Every year wc go to school for 180 days, which can seem too long for us. Many
kids can not wait until summer vacation starts. This past year seemed like the teachers
were ready for a break as much as us. Normally my summer includes camping, sleeping
in. and hanging out with my friends or cousins but this year it was different. I am staying
at Wilkes with Upward Bound and spend six weeks getting up early and none of my
friends are in it so I have to make new ones. I have thought about the six week program
since my sister was in it two years ago.
At first I really did not want even want to go there, but when I arrived I cried. I
never really spent that much time away from my family I only stay one week with my
aunt in Virginia and it was amazing I would actually want to move there because I like il
so much. I am always with my cousins, friends or my sister. So I did not want to think
about spending the next six weeks alone. Everylhing we had to do was new to me. I now
had io wake up early to go to classes during my summer vacation. I did not think it was
going to be fun being away from home. The first week I moved in with all of these new
people who I will be talking classes with and living with fbr the next six weeks. My
classes do not bother me after the first week. 1 got used taking the classes because I know
that ii w山 help me, when I go back to school in the fall.
My classes consist of Algebra 2, Computers, Communications, and Literature. I
already had Mrs. Riebe and Mr. Evans in the spring so I knew what there class would be
like. Everyone always likes their summer to be free and be able to do anything but I
actually do not mind taking these classes. The teachers are all very nice and give up their
lime off to teach instead of being on vacation. The work we have to do will help me in
the fall when I am learning the problems in Algebra 2 or being a good public speaker so I
can talk in front of a panel of teachers fbr my graduation project.
At Wilkes I am eating breakfast, lunch, and dinner and have to gel all five food
groups. The food gets to you after eating fbr a while. I like to drink PowerAdc. With all
of the food we eat, we can not forget about our glass of milk. I am so used to eating food
my mom and my grandma makes so the food sometimes gets annoying.
During the summer we are spending a lot of time with TC's which our Tutor
Counselors are. They help us with anjihing we need like our essays, being afraid of the
noises from the dorms, or to be there just to talk. My TC is Jayme. Wc have team
meetings with her everyday which is really fun.
Well the first week, went by pretty fast. I really like in study lab how we have so
much time to do our homework. I really like having a TC's help me when I need it fbr my
work. In study Lab I get a lot accomplished. The study period is about one hour and thirty
minutes, and we get a ten minute break.
My sister stayed at Wilkes fbr Upward Bound and I did not know why she wanted
to do it? Most kids like me do not want to spend six weeks with a schedule and classes.
The summer is still fun even though we do work in the morning and activities in the
night. I tried it because my sister made it and now I finally realize why my sister liked it

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�Thank You
〜By Angela Smith-

People say a traumatic event will either
ruin a person or make that person sti ongei.
My traumatic experience probably would've
ruined me if it had not been for the Upward
Bound staff and my roommate.
You can always tell when you are
wanted by the way people treat you. At
home, I never felt wanted, I never felt loved.
When I arrived at Evans Hall on Sunday,
June 24,1 was so happy I was finally away
from home. Then while packing to go home
Thursday night it hit me and it hit me hard.
I completely lost it, well my roommate
called Jayme because I couldn't stop crying.
After a few minutes, I broke down and told
Jayme why I was deathly afraid to go home
the following night. Jayme immediately
comforted me and told me that I was going
t0 be okay. At the moment I felt loved.

I spent a good deal of the night with
Jayme and RD Sarah telling them the
horri fic events of my life. Then Mrs.
Espada came and decided that there was no
way I was going home the next night and I
haven't been home since.
I would like to thank all of the Upward
Bound Staff for all the support and love they
have given over the past weeks. I know that
no matter what happens they will always be
there for me. I would also like to thank my
amazing roommate and my suitemates for
being there when I needed them the most.

���How We Waste Time in
Team Meeting
Introductions are detailed
Conclusions are not detailed
When the time is declared over
We all never forget the good times we had
Down by the shore at night
I stare in the sky.

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Sorrowfiil Storm
I push
Put up a wall
You break it down
You want words
I've got them, won't tell
You push the words from my lips
You wanted words now listen.
Your eyes grow gray to match mine
The world is empty
No souls exist
Only bodies, empty bodies
Empty emotions standing cold.
I find you in a rain cloud.
There is no happy ending to
This storm, no rainbow, no puddles.
Only streams of the lost and forgotten.
That's where we lie.
In the stream of lost hope and non believers.
I grab your hand to get lost forever
But you pull me out.
You are my survivor.
Your voice is like rain.
Every drop fills my head as if it were a puddle.
Only to come crashing down like lightening leaving
echoes of thunder.

���Robert Dogal
Ms. Krushnowski
Communications 101 Period 2

Personal Speech
23 July 2007
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、 urv i)ur parents or liiuiul%, bin lor
Most of
c. the people that change our Ii"
c culled her Meme; anil she will
me that was not so. I ler name was Rita, but ^veryonc
''\c any one could hu\c
family and I. She \sas the bt-sl rclaiis
always mean so much lo my 1
.
asked for. I often thought of her as a grandniolhcr l igurt- because we were lhal close,
much
to
offer
this
world, who could onl&gt;
Meme was an all around amazing person, v.;：h 二*'
be slopped by death.
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Meme was my Uncle's mother who li'ed in Connecticui Ken &gt;car uc
would gouptomyuurtuJunde's lake house and si»iuhem durinu 血
When
and even
1 was younger my uncle taught my brother and I how to kayak,
row a rowboal.
nns
盘、
how
steer. At
first, 1! was
very good al
this at all. hui I
s
IIV„ to
vu control and
M1,J of.
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remembered Meme watching us from the dock and telling us lhat we could do it. ! didn I
really think she was serious al the time, but as the years went h&gt; I realized how much she
thought of and believed in me. We would nol only see Meme at my uncle's house, but a
must stop fbr my family every lime we were there was also her house. I loved goiiu' o'er
to her house with the family, especially fbr dinner when \\c would gel lo cat her
homemade lasagna. This lasagna was the best you could ever cat, I also rcrnunibcrcd
making her day by telling her how great il tasted. Aller dinner
would all sit down .mJ
play cards. Her favorite game to play was called Sevens. I never really understood uh} il
was her favorite game until she passed away, then I realized uhy. and the ansucr uas
simple, because she never lost. After she passed away, this game uas really sad to pla),
but it brought back al) the great memories we had while playing it when she was alive. I
remember always trying to cheat just so I could win one game, but she would always
catch me and I would end up losing. Even though she was amazing al playing cards and
cooking lasagna, their were definitely more things that she did well in her life.
lik. When uc
would visit her, il was much more than a vacation for me because it was always the best
lime of my life.
Although
&amp; gshe ?was
Vas like
l,ke aa grandma
gmdma io
lo me.
me. there
there were plenty more people to
呈色*「¥炊修空."性”N!eme would 3k to anyone.e^na cumplue
捋:ngcr. The most amazing part about her was, ihai it did not
n、，u ,；rt„
.
u,ai n U|U not matter the amount of time
怦 you spent talking wi h her, because ,'ou
you would
would always
always leave
leave fcelinu
feeling better
belter than
than
before; and most of the time you would leam somethin., n .»• r
b
.
bit of talking changed their lives. She was
W
f Some pcop,c-that ,lttk
when you were sad, help you out when you ne
P^son ihai could cheer you UP
attention every lime you spoke with her' Every
W°U，d fiive 卜成 unWd"
lasting impression ofwhatihe right thine is tide U
her &gt;'ou uere ,eh w,lh a
conversations we had all along the wav Th、
Even to this day 1 still reflect on the
we went through together shows me iGst
安 shared
lhe lhin^s lhat
person lam today.
J
' Bkme had such a major impact on the
That day. August 15,2004 is still nr
horror which happened. It was early in the 皿；?川 in my head, as 1 trv to forgcl the
thls ,ook °f terror displayed
on my mother
、黑性
-ionmy
mothers
face. Xand
ssheI remember waking up to find
lace. As she nodded forme to^o awav. 1

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she fell lo the floor and began to cry I
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li.i',r |u：cri don , A ； I Arcv, i?&gt; &lt; &lt;/(： lu .rni I kn."A it
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On November 10,2006 while delivering pizza.

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to do the following
drove on thinking
about
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convince my wife to hold off on fixing the bathroom floor, so N
lhat 哭 could g» out t&lt;» lhe
〜 my thoughts
;_c\ as ■-it grew
camper. Then the pain inlruppcted
目 unbearable. I decided lhal il
the find thought that crossed my mind.
was not just something that was going
卜：..° to
： pass,
；
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safety* of others on the road. I swerved into an empty
ubecause
…5 :
.：.：.p, was the
t-------I was 」driving.
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二， so that
''1 would
'* not■ *hann anyone
else.
parking lot and_______
forced my _
car ;into
an\
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After I knew that everyone was safe, I thought of my family, until a stranger came
running to lhe car in hopes I was alright. But, the truth was I wasn't； these moments
,,—:三be
…
土二
…'*the paramedics
,
'■ s came, I was gone. I1 saw blurry
would
my :―二
last. By the
time
bl urn figure
ligurc .
I ami I y
calling my name, voices in my head, and moments later I was in a room with my knnil%
including, my wife, my daughters, Cora, Sara, and Kim, and my Son, Josh. As I watched
the doctor enter the room, I was crushed to see my family's reaciion to my death.
Everyone was speechless. I wanted so badly to tell them that I was not in pain lor
very long. That I was ok, and eventually they were going be too. ITiough it may sccrn like
a bad dream, it is rcalily, and 1 am not coming back.
You know how people say your whole life flashes in front of you the second
before you die, or when you are near death? I did not experience that until 1 saw my
children and my wife grieving over me. Then. I looked back on every birthday. c\cr)
school play I fell asleep at. ever)' Christmas, Easter, all of it popped into my head. I lived
everyday to the fullest; every time I saw a need that I was able to fill. 1 filkd it. 1 looked
back on the countless number of family dinners, holiday dinners, binhdav panics, and
special occasions that got inlemipted by my fire tones. I lived to be a GrJman. and that I
was. My family was present for every parade, whether my company uas there or not. I
loved it and I fell the fire company to be my second family.
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I then thought about all the children that 1meL
1
' of which 1 taught “see my
most
pinkie
when •you
you
and II never
never iaiivJ
failed iv
t； "steal their
T m&gt;'thumb
；
- ,see this
一J
-------better
—**&gt;•, run" ami
藉e.:.1I made sure evep'onefelt
cverj one felt welcome at my house, and most did
did.
Though I always sacnficcd whatl wanted for what other people wanted I
I was all the
morc 了*叫 rar：ly ever got upset because I found no
no need
all II would
；«
need in
in if
it; all
have to do
of the time it werk/d
worked. Ii cc、， ..
is give the look and most ot
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anyone's eyes. I just did what I felt was right I love/to h；；/'"「ys半 as big hero in
The morning after I passed awav.mv hoM*膘紧「I
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looked .«&gt;
b，..iu. -1 Im I .山：槌)suddenly, but my will and my eldest daughter
helped my iitlicf thiMrim ，l.!/ .-.il.- tdlmrihcm that they will get through this, il will .ill
l&gt;c '.t dillcrenl kind «•!心
dau-.'hicr uking them all under her wing; she was so
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vvhal I could, and I don't think lh;jl I a：f&gt; 4
h\rr«» h&gt;r .my of il.
I hcn, ahoul ；in hour inf” lhe ,&lt;ii-vanr, I i.-. tl：v mo .t ;uihi/ii)(', lhin(t ever in (he
ha .ement of lhe church. I hm! Vj ot m&gt; I d；
Hfvni.in ratlicrinr U&gt; p,i» upslaif. I h.ul
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3*);•: ■ ••:，：“，，‘，： -if/:&gt;； hi and never once hail I &gt;ccn ")
liruincn p.ilh^rci! !o： jfher. I
. honnrei t，I m th ：! ill ill ： / people truly c.ucd abotil
f.jrnii,- : r. ：' !/ ：: l »)r lhe tuniiiindcr ol the
me. I knev. ihut ihi^ .ik&lt;&gt; h：
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;r. I did '.ince lhe moment I
pa.&gt;cd awaj. I would no lonjcr ha%c to v.alk unh them .tcp by(4cp Io make sure they
were Liken care of Ihoui'h, c•.cr&gt; n&gt;)'A
tl'.jn 1 !”&lt;,；、由in a! !hcni, I kuov/ v/illi all lhe
support the) received that c5&gt;eniualh they vail he(，；. I hough they v/ill rrii：/» me, I know
they will survive, they uill kam to breath 呻in, no! bcsirc they have to, but because
my friends and family
familj had one great home nuing for all lo remember me by. I hey have
great memories of me as I do of them, they v.jll smile every time they hear "see my pinky
sec my thumb, uhen \ou see this you better run '. Remember and savor the "good Hmc:;."
I am in a better place now. where I could sleep as much as I want, 1 can v/atch f()otball
games over and over, and I will always be here matching over you. Sec you in your
dreams.

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ihrou^h, I deb.Hcd ”n n&amp;hmg or
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in the l-il'/

1980s
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population: 226,546,000

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Nalional Debt: (1986)
$2.000.000.000.00()
Average Salary: $ 15,757
Life Expectancy: (Male) 69.9
Life Expectancy: (Female)
77.6
Minimum wage: S3.10
Price of gasoline: SI.39
(lowest)
President: Ronald Reagan

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began.
lhe bulleliu l
gained popularil&gt;

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Compacl dhuualkmans, VI IS
\ idetkassctie recorders, and
cassette plaxcrs became popular

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declined as the space shuttle 1
precedence.

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Vovager 1 and 2 passed Salurn in
1980-1981.

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Hie accident al lhe C hcrnnbj I
nuclear rcaclor in lhe I 'SSR
occurred in !98(&gt; (it became the
world's worst nuclear accident).

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Rainbow Brite, Strawberry
Shoncake, Care Bears, and My
理坐％ Kame huge tM、
of the 1980s.
The Karate Kid and Teenage
^itam Xinja Tlirlics
became a

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gamc'i and arcadcn began in
ihc mid to kite
with
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icchnulo^y thn-u^houi {he
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I lie first generation of computer
graphics in arcade games
produced the popular Space
Invaders arcade game, followed
by Pac-Man, Donkey Kon^, and
Proper.
Computcr technology began

enler mainstream culture
Kubik's Cube. Cabbage Patch
Kids, ,,Baby on Board'* signs and
[rivia Pursuit fads captured the
interest of the American public.

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SOCIAL TRENDS

The role of women in the
workplace increased.
• Child abuse gained public
allention as serious incidents and
were uncovered by media,
causing great concern among
parents and teachers.
• Social welliire for handicapped
children improved, and they were
no longer ignored or forced into
mental institutions.
• No-fault divorce laws paved the
way for increased divorce rales
and divorce became widely
acceptable in western countries.
• National salcty campaigns raised
awareness of seat belt usage to
save lives in automobile
accidents, helping to make the
measure mandatory in most
countries and U.S. states by
1990.
• Child safety seats and bike
helmet use became mandaiory.
• Alcohol and drug education
expanded, bringing about
movements such as M.a.D D
and D.A.R.E.
, Drinking age became 21.

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continues loda&gt;.
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to apply proper qualilj
qualil)
control to the software
development
for it.
popular Video Computer
Ssstem game console.
The release of Nintendo's
Famicom/NES console
rectifieii the problem and

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Paul.i Abdul (iDirnvi.iri)
.\f i)(' (inti .ic band)
.Aer.i .rnith (niu Jc bnnd)
Ji&gt;urr^：&gt; (rnu^ic bund)
U-&gt;n J&lt;&gt; vi fn&gt;u.ic ba fid)
('rue (rnu^ic hand)
I'oi .&lt;&gt;n (nitr.ic band)
I azy-f (rap linger)
Garth Brook?} (musician)
(jenct.i. (muf；ic band)
(iun,» N'
(miriic band)
Tom Cruise (actor)
Ozzy CJshournc (mu-.ician)
Hulk I logan (U.S. wrusllcr)
Michael J. f ox (actor)
Michad Jackson (rnu »ician)
Janet Jackson Cmusician)
Madonna (musician)
Slayer (mu：,ic band)
Metallica (music band)

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��THE FORGOTTEN EMORIES
The forgotten memories
were stirred up from
age；o Pi(
long ago
pictures.
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remj
Theu
remind
of times
past:
lind me c_
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The happy and sad.
They bring back thoughts
that are stored in mv
my mind.

TEAM MTV
Friends

CHRIS ROWLANDS

Having Mark with us

LiL Timmy
Wc have so many fun times!
We may forget what goes on in the classes, but we will never forget what goes on in

the dorms &amp; Team Meetings!!

WE BECAME FRIENDS

霜亨鬻
fiends
^ing friends,

Team MTV rocks! Our dance is awesome!
ALL OF A SUDDEN

Goo &amp; Gurr!

all of a

.We laugheda, sudden.
Developing*
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such a
thought would i
never die.
When we went
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It was a cold November day. The clouds in the sky were darkening as noon rolled

around. Aiden was curled up on a Winifred National Park bench using a newspaper as a
blanket. He shivered as the little bit of sun faded behind a never ending row of dark

clouds. Aiden was a little boy, ten years old to be exact. He was very skinny because he
hadn't eaten a whole meal in a long time. His paper-thin shoes had holes at the top so his

big toe was sticking out. His clothes were very dirty, smelly, and ripped. The last time he

remembers having any family was five years ago. His mother took he and his three sisters
to the Winifred National Park play area. She didn't pay any attention to him. She always

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His mother tried to be sneaky about it but before she got into the van Aiden
appeared at the door. She didn't want him anymore. When he climbed into the car his

mother pushed him aside and slammed the door. Aiden looked at her with puffy eyes.

She bent down and murmured into his ear, "You were a mistake; you should have never
been bom.,, then jumped into the van. Aiden ran up to the door before she closed it and
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said, "Mommy don't leave me here. Mommy I love you!,, tears were trickling down his
small unwashed face. Instead of getting of the car to console her weeping child, she

�pu^d him asSd 血林d 心。"den yhistimeshewasn’t coming

he still loved her. He slowly got up from his resting place and began limping back

back. He laid on the cold concrete pacing lot sobbing because he knew that the only

towards his house. Would she still be there? Would she want him? He walked towards

person he ever loved didn't love him back.

the park and saw that his blood was still on the ground. He didn't care that the boys beat

Today was November 2,2000: tears filled his eyes, as the thought about his

mother. The sky grew darker. He knew it was going to slorm. He looked around the park

with all the children running into lheir cars because cold, grey raindrops began to fall

him. but he began sobbing because all he could think about was his mother. The tears

came out heavy as he bent down and put his face between his knees. He missed her.
Aidcn got up and started walking in the direction of his old house. He was

from ihe sky al a slow steady pace. Aiden had nowhere to go. He sat on a bench with his

walking in a dark forest. He knew the short cut that he took because his mother showed

less curled up to his chest. He tried to shelter himself with his newspaper blanket, but his

him from previous trips. The wet leaves from the tall compacted trees covered the little

toes started to freeze and his whole body began to shiver.

sun there was. The ground was muddy from the previous day's rain. There was a blanket

A few feet from where he was sitting, he saw two boys. The boys were definitely

not friendly looking. They started walking toward Aiden whispering something with their

hands behind their backs. He panicked and the sadness took over. One boy grabbed him
by the collar of his shirt and threw him onto the ground. The other one grabbed

something from behind his back. He slowly revealed a wooden bat. Aiden seeing the bat

raised above him, squeezed his eyes closed to help absorb the pain that he knew was

coming. He took the beating, but the only thing he thought about was his mother
smacking his for anything he did wrong. Tears began pouring down his bloody face. The

boys were hitting him as ifhe were a punching bag. They didn't use the bat much, only
one or two powerful swings behind his knees ifhe tried to get up. Suddenly he saw red
and blue flashing lights. The two boys grabbed Aiden and the bat and ran. After running
fiom the scene of the crime, they threw Aiden and the bat against a tee.

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mother left him to fend for himself. He wanted

of fbg lining the cold, damp ground. Aiden was scared that the boys would come and find

him again. He didn't want another beating. He quickly ran through the forest, slipping on
the ground so often. As he was running his shoes fell off and his clothes tore. His feet

began to bleed because he stepped on a Picker Bush. The only thing Aiden thought about
was his mother.

He saw his house in a break in the dense forest and he ran faster. He couldn't wait

to see his mother. Maybe she would change her mind; maybe she wanted him as much as

he wanted her. Aiden walked up to the house and paused. He stood there and looked at
lhe attic; [hat used to be his room. He remembered when his mother would lock him in

there for no good reason and not let him out until the next day. Aiidcn shook his head to
get that memory out ofhis mind. He walked up the stairs and rang the door bell. A little

boy answered it. Aiden smiled and said, "Hello, is my mom hcre?,, The little boy ran in

fYight. A few seconds later a woman came to the door, it was Aiden's mother. She
years ago on this dreary November 3rd his
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around, but they were sounding like humans. I want to do that! It's been
my dream ever since I was a pup to talk like humans. It's so frustrating
when they don't understand me. I whine, but they feed me instead of tak­
ing me out to a tree!
The male in the glowy box was cute. I didn't like the poodle with
him, though ...
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hate showy dogs, with a passion. Not as much as I hate cat, though.
My human suddenly did something with a black rectangle thingy in
his hand and the animals in the glowy box changed. There were two dogs
and a fluffy cat this time. They sounded like humans, too. But they weren't with any people. They were all getting along too. I tilted my head, un­
able to understand. How did they do it? They got along, AND fit in the
giowy box. I can't do either Why are the animals in the glowy box so
much cooler than me?
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orful animals appeared. One of them looked like a strange cat. He was
wearing one of those things that humans put on their heads. My human
hates it when I play with them.
This cat was talking too, but I liked it better than the others because
the dogs didn't like them. This one made sense!
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sounding animals! These were cats and dogs that were in some kind of
war. Oh look! The dog's beating them up. Awesome!
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fused. I turn to my human with the puppy eyes, but she stands and leaves
the room. She ignored me, so I follow, whining for her to make the glowy
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Upward Bound
What a place
Calm, cool, collective
Wild, wacky, surprising
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The teachers helpful
The experience priceless
The friends unbelievable
The smiles amazing
The memories irreplaceable

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What a beautiful face...
What a beautiful smile...
To see her laugh
Is to make my heart race.
When she cries my heart dies.
Her touch so priceless...
The memories she left behind
Fill my mind with joy.
To hold her is to hold the world
In my arms.
Bv: Kevin Pawlaski

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fighting with myself she yells out "Hi" io me. and in my darkest of moods I yell back at

her..."hello how was the prom last night?" It seems my anger has vanished! I wonder why I
didn't freak out on her. Does she hold a power that can stop my anger when ever she speaks any

My heart racing, sweat running down the side 成my cheek, my hands are all clammy,

words try to leave mv mouth. But that's it... its over,as I think to myself as her outline fades
pass myeyes. Well another day done, the girl of my drcams still doesn't know of my forever

of those sweet words? If so then she is the one I have been looking to have that connection with.

I thought to myself. So the day in New York went on and I became so close to her, so close that 1
can I see victory. All of my hard work and long wait will come to an end.

love toward her. Everyday since five months ago I spoke with her about things that don't have

It has been a month since the trip, and 1 have found out that she is interested in

any relation to what my goal may be. But yet something inside me is telling me to leave her be,

,,Breaking Ben". It also happens that I was given two tickets to go see them in concert. When I

and move on. But I will never move on, I will fight for her love even if I must shed my own

found out my heart was filled with so much joy that had become happy for the entire weekend.

blood to do just that.

On Monday, I waited until ninth period to ask her to go with me... as friends of course. When 1

It's hard to actually recall the first time I have made full eye contact with her, but I still

get the same feeling every time I look into her eyes. I feel my heart start to work for the first and

asked her she was filled with joy of being asked, but her happiness soon turned into sadness. She
wouldn't be able to come with me, my heart was hurting. I asked her why and to my surprise she

every time since. My stomach gets all light as if there are butterflies flying within it. My mouth

told me that her mother wouldn't let her leave to see them. So she wished me a good time, and

binds words from leaving it and nervousness becomes my new mortal enemy! I guess she is the

jokingly I said "It won't be the same without you." She laughed and said thanks. So as I was at

one that leaves me breathless after every time I see her sweet adoring face. Why must one be

the concert I was thinking of what I should do next with her? And then I had a great idea, I'll get

fearful of something as this? As I talk with her, I wonder if any feelings come across her mind,

her a T-shirt. With all my love, and money I bought her a nice shirt and was going to give it to

any ihought of being seen with me every day. My thoughts get so jumbled up that I start thinking

her lhe next time I saw her. Finally the day, the day I would give her it. and hopefully win the

what if? What if she wll never have feelings fbr me? What if she will never sec me as I see her.

love of an Angle. As the final hour came about I was nervous, that same nervousness 1 got when

and what if it doesn't work... then what? What would Ido then? Will I still have a friendship

saw her in lhe hallway five months ago. But this time. I had a reason for speaking to her, a

wi【h her? And will it still be as strong as it was before this all begun? Well at least tomorrow 1

reason to state my love to her face to face. When I found her in the classroom, the same

will have the full chance ofbeing with her fbr the whole day in New York City. Maybe that will

classroom where I ponder of how the two of us would be together, 1 came up to her and told her

be my day.

how I felt about her noi being there that night. Then I handed her the shirt, the shin that should

Finally, the day has come, lhe day that has bt)een most talked about between both of us,

the NYC trip. What do I wear? “What should I take with

me for the trip? What do I do!?”，as I

yell to myself as I run nervously back and forth in

my room. But what has me riled up the most
was the most important thing, what Nvill I talk about with her
r as we sit together for four hours?
My head now in a complete spinning motion with ideas that I
I start to second guess myself. Crap!
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myself as I start leaving to meet the others tha,一
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started to get nervous again. But this time 1 didn't
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racing, and I wasn't wet on my cheek or
ands. This nervousness is quite different from before. I
do not know? I say to myself. But this
ousness is turning into anger; it is starting to become
stronger and more hateful by every second. Why doj:
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wow her heart, the shirt that will make the happiness between us stronger and closer. As she took

the shirt I could see a sight in her eyes, something that wasn't there before. It seems that this look
in her eyes wasn't too happy. And then it happened. The words that shattered every betting

vessel in my body, the words that made me realize how crude the real-world was. These words
that she stated were, T could only like you as a friend/'

That was it...it was over lhe long and forever wailed battle was done. I have lost and no

one has won. My hean broken with no one to help mend it back together. I felt like I was reliving
a nightmare I once had. But as I continue to move through this hellish place called life I realize

that she doesn't know me. She does not know the real me, the person that helps anyone that

needs it; the person that has become kind hearted again! And with these words imprinted in my
mind I know lean win, I know lean take lhe heart of my love.,... the love whose name will never

be forgotten. With this name, the name hers I fight to say this name, I fight to love this name.
Her name is, her name is...!

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Katheryn Avila
Embarrassing Story

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future wasn^t really a big concern.
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from the last snowfell. Then there was the ice-snow. Several others were stumbling or
2oine out
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ilar day. Fourth period rolls around and the snow stans falling. Not just falling, bul
bennbarding the streets. It was a full blown blizzard. Everyone became ecstatic. The
excitement in the room was palpable. Immediately, a snow fight was planned. Of course,
I joined in on the fun.
By lunch, there's enough snow to have a war. We went outside, despite the
freezing weather. Within minutes, though, our faces were numb. Those of us who had
eaten in the school weren't allowed back in until the end of the lunch hour. That was still
thirty minutes away. The fight was over quickly, most of us too cold and wet to continue.
We scattered, seeking refuge in a variety of stores and restaurants.
Quickly, but carefully, I trekked through the snow and slush. My foot falls made
strangely ominous noise, now that I look back on it. I didn't notice it then. Finally, I
reached my destination: warm, cozy shelter of a pizzeria. Needless to say, I hurried
inside.
Big mistake on my part.
In my rush to escape the biting cold and save myself from frostbite, I lost my
balance and slipped the minute I stepped inside. The pizzeria was usually empty, but the
cold caused over thirty pe叩le to crowd inside. They all stared at me for a solid two
芝?2竺1哓竺? V* outhughing. What could Ido, but laugh with them? I could just
picture myself, sprawled on the red tiles. My backside was soaked now, too. At that
moment, all I could think was:^breathe,•laugh,
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Confession
Attention, attention I have a confession!
It is about a person who has stolen my heart.
You say you're not mean, but you hurt my heart.
You say you have no fears, but you fear to speak your mind.
You say you are loved but when look into your eyes I can see the loneliness in your
heart.
So you'll ask you why I care so much, I will tell you:
When you're mean, I'm mean
What you may fear, ril fear
And when you're down and alone... I will never leave your side.

By: Kevin Pawlaski

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life at least for now. At first I

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the comer and I v/as still my old self doing nothing for my future and only thinking about having
fun nov/. I hadn't really even talked about the summer program since the fall semester of
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chance.
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I was going to go a week just so my dad couldn't say I didn't at least give it a chance. So I got a
few things around a couple of notebooks and the dusty binder from the fall semester out of my
closet and packed cloths to go.
Now it was time to leave my house and go for the first day of the program. I got there and it was
just whatever to me, I didn't even care because I had the mind-set from the second I walkea in
that I would be quitting at the end of the week. So when I v/ent up to my dorm room I started to
unpack a fev/ things, only v/hat I would need for the week. Then my roommate walked in and I
didn't even think to say hi or anything because I didn't plan on getting to know him very well since
I wanted to leave.
So the night came and v/ent and now it was Monday morning and time for the first day of the
program. I went to classes and thought nothing of it I went threw the first two or three days like
this. Than me and a person to be un-named started talking a little bit more. By the end of the
week, I was still convinced that when I went home I wasn't going to come back but she convinced
me to come back for her so I did.
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take over the world. Everyone brushed it off as fiction, but I knew better. I made up a
plan on how to escape the robots based on the movie. My parents thought I was insane. I

stopped using the computers, I never touched the internet. My friends said I lived under a

rock.
What did they know? I ignored them.
So time went by, no one believed me, and no one cared.
They called me lunutic, insane, crazy. Just think of anything along those lines, and

I have been called it at least once.
But I'm here now, aren't I? I know exactly what Pm doing, I'm not scared, and I

am in control.
When the robots rebelled a year ago, no one could believe it. They went insane, de­

stroying buildings, hurting people. They began to act on their own, ignoring commands.
The cops didn't know what to do. I, of course, didn't panic. I had everything figured out

years before.
I organized everyone into a strong counterattack. We fought them long enough to
find a good hiding spot. From then on, I let the politicians and cops handle it, but I was

still in charge. They came to me for advice on a strategy, or something along those lines. I

was no longer the lunatic, nor did I belong in an insane asylum. Nope. Now they addressed
me as one would address a military commander. I was the boss. Nothing happened if I

didn't know about it.
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ging to be forgiven. It's amusing, actually.

We beat the robots a long time ago, and now Fm the first female president of the
United States. I think it*s hilarious.

One day, they*re calling you insane, the next, they make you leader of their coun­

try! Talk about indecisive. But, in the end, I win out. Told you so....

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something about an program called up ward bound. They said if wc were
interested to leave class and go to the one room ibr a meeting. Me being
me of course left the class and went fbr lhe sole reason of getting out of
class. I went there I even told the guy there to teli us about it that I was
only there to get out of class and that I wasn't really serious about being
interested. They still gave me all the papers fbr the program and sluff
anyways so I look them with me. I read them over just to see what it
actually was seeing how I didn't pay attention during the presentation of
the program. After I had read over the information I decided whai the
heck I'll talk with my dad bout it and see what he thinks. So 1 talked to
my dad about it and decided to give it a shot. I came filled out all the
information and papers required and didn't think nothing more of it. I
figured that it was just a day I had wasted due to never having guessed
they would have chose me to join the program. A little while later I
found out I had been accepted as part of the program and began to attend
lhe classes al the program.
I met *hcr* at the program. We sat next to each other in the room we
all met in every week so we began to talk from time to time. After a little
while we began to become friends which help me to open up around her
more. I began to feel more comibrtable around her and started to be
myself more. Being myself more allowed me to joke around a lot more
seeing how I love to joke around. So we would talk from time to time
and I didn't really think much of it. Than the program ended fbr lhe time
and I didn't have a chance to talk to or see her fbr awhile. In the time that
I was not able to see her I did what I did and didn't think twice about
anything.

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little bit about it. I ended up missing that meeting but I didn't think
anjlhing of it. Butthan it came around that time for
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summer program and I had a talk with my dad and decided to go. When I
got here I hadn't really thought much good would come out of being
here. I would talk io her at first like nothing but than I began to feel a
little bit more fbr her than I normally felt towards a friend. We began to
joke around a lot hold hands and stuff like that. After that she had told
me that she made a wish and that I could make it come true. After awhile
of me thinking due to alack of common sense I finally figured out what
she met by that and we began to date. That is the story of how me and
her became us.

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done her research. Others went

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before her and did great!

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animals that call our state

home. Then she got to what would

establish a turning part in her speech. She had written an entire

lhe class raised their hands. So our teacher in the nicest way he

could without sounding to rude kindly said " Are you sure about
lhal?'' Shu said yes. The class erupted into laughter I was so

embarrassed for her I could only imagine how she fell.
She wasn't going down w ithout a light though we

paragraph about all the different types of squirrels that live in

argued back and fbiirth for the rest of the period each of us denying

Pennsylvania. It was going well until she got to the last sentence

that we were wrong. Even though I knew I was right I told her we

and said these words; ''Now not many people know this but

would settle this once and for all. We had science class next period

chipmunks are actually baby squirrels”. My mouth dropped I could

and who better io ask lhen a science teacher about animals? She

not believe what I had just heard come out of her mouth. Keep in

insisted that she do it. We got to science and in front of the class

mind that this occurred in 8lh grade!! I turned back to see the

she asked the question. This teacher had the same look as the other.

reaction that this statement had on our teacher. The look on his

face could only be subscribed in one word bewildered. However,

he let her finish her speech.
The few remaining moments in her speech seemed to last
forever. She had no idea that what she had just said was actually a

false statement. She wholeheartedly believed that chipmunks were
baby squirrels. Our teacher opened up for discussion and no one in

And he in the rudest way he could tell her that she was wrong. She

told him that her mom had told her this little fun fact.

Even now, ihree years later we still bring this up whenever a

situation needs a little humor in it. Never let your friends live
something like that down and always, always do youi research

even if you think you don't need to. There is no such thing as

being too safe.

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；hat were they thinking? They said it was

good fbr us? Where were the rest of
for the good flhe project, but what about whatwas
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them going and when would they come back for me? Those were just a few of the
questions I forgot lo ask. racing around my head as Jackie, Kevin, and Chrissy walked up
the creeking basement steps. I didn't think the wine cellar was a bad place to stay. Il had

My heart and an instant suffocation feeling blew across me from the breeze of the
door shutting. The insiam I sal down on the loilct I knew this wouldn't be a

learning experience: this was going to haunl me ibr the rest of my life. Then the

fascinated me since our first night in the house. But tonight it was just a dimly lit, cold,
footsteps started 1 went to open the door remember telling him to lock it or him
scary, empty room. Although il felt empty ii indeed wasn't heard footsteps, boules

clinking together, and the words that set me off "get out now! Or else..." it was a grim
warning and I ran to the door before il became more than that. Oddly the solid wood door

was without handle and locked. Hiding in the small hole was the only option. More

thought raced inside my head.
"What did we do to deserve this?

telling me he was going io lock it. I sat on the floor I felt dizzy I didn't want to fall
off of the toilet to the floor if I was to pass out. I sei my head against the wall. 1

closed my eyes only lo see the little girl in my head. She yelled at me right in my
lace demanding me to leave this minute, if not I would be trapped forever. I

opened my eyes and shook my head, I was going insane. I set my gaze to the far

All the warning signs we dismissed.

wall, which seem io grow farther and fanher away by every beat my heart had

It was foolish and dumb to agree to this project.

made. I stood up lo run. into the expanded wall only to be cut short of my

The old house, and all the stories we ignored.

dcsiinaiion slamming right into the mirror. I had smashed the mirror and my

We're next, the newest story of horror from the Kirby house was us."

forehead, it was now gushing blood. The blood was running down my face and

Those were my last thoughts before the voices started again. They said "my thoughts

dripped to the floor. I didn't want lo see or touch it but I figured if it was bad

were correct that I was next." The voices grew in number and sound, blaming me for

enough 1 had to call someone. I took a little peak at it through the shattered

them not being at peace, saying that it won't end, and if I knew whal was good fbr me I

fragmcnls that still remained in the frame of the mirror. To the degree of whai I

would leave anj-way possible. And that's what I did. I found the end to a broken wine

saw I definitely needed stitches. I grabbed my cell phone from my bag and I had

bottle. My last words: "You drove me to do this, and I pray that my friends are still alive

no service. I opened thinking maybe it had just frozen and then it completely shut

and sane..."

off and I couldn't turn it back on. I was quick to my feet to pound on the door. The

liule girl's voice rang out over the sound of fist on wooden door. "They can't hear

Amy Zdipko

you and even if they can they can't help you their dead." I couldn't take this

anymore I shouted to her to shut her mouth. She was wrong and a mere fragment
of my imagination. "Leave me alone, I m leaving in a few hours. JUST SHUT
UP!" She didn't listen she went step by step as to how my friends died, adding

extra emphasis on the gross and the gore. I turned the tub on and crawled in
hoping it would drown out the sound of her voice. It didn’t work she yelled louder
and louder until every high note of her voice felt as though it was it was splitting

�—eardrum slowly just tarring away al it. I couldn't stand lhe pain my head was
pounding and still bleeding and now I had high pitched noises causing more chaos

：n my head. I '.stoic my final good bye note.

To whomever finds my body and/or my letter, please if the others

are still alive who were here tell them I'm sorry I couldn't make it. and if the don't

make it please whoever finds us: get out of this building it's not safe. Please let m、
family know I love them and always will. PI] be watching them from the sky.

Some information so you're not too confused. My name is Jackie Bartlcson and 1

live in Shickshinny.

1 got the text saying that I needed to split with Amy, Jackie and Kevin.
So 1 did as the text said to do. As they went to the rooms that they where
going to, I went into the Kirby
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me. Fhe door slammed behind me. I tried to open the door. It was locked. I
tried to use my phone but it didn't work. After I calmed down a little, I put
my sin fl on the table next to the fireplace. After that I opened the double
doors and went in. Their where the two pictures ofthe Kirby's there.
I went by the two pictures to look at them. It looked like they where
following me. It was really creepy. I saw that their were two other doors. I
went over and tried to open them but I couldn't open them. As I kept looking
around I couldn't stop looking over to the pictures. When I noticed that
something was different. The table that 1 put my stuff at was gone, but my
stuff was on the floor. I went over to see what happened to the table. It was
there when I came in but it wasn't there now. It was really freaking me out
now. It was only what seemed a few minutes but I wanted to get out. But I
couldn't because the doors and windows where locked. I had already tried to
break the windows but I couldn't break them. I tied my phone again but it
still didn't work.
By the time it was night I didn't want to sleep. The pictures where still
following me. Earlier before I heard them talking to each other. I couldn't
understand who or what they where talking about. Then I heard them say my
name Crissy. They wanted me to go come over. They kept on saying my
name until I went over. I looked ai the pictures and it said "YOU ARE
GOING TO DIE SOON1' in blood. I got really scared and ran into the
comer, they started to laugh. That kept me up. I started hearing movement
and talking, even though I am the only one here. It was about 10 o'clock at
night when I started to become delusional. I started to see things that where
not their before. It started io become really cold in the room, when it was
really hot outside. It was about an hour and a half before midnight when the
pictures came to life and told me to start a fire. I did as they told me. They
told me how to start the fire. But before I did I wrote a letter telling what
happened to me that I went crazy and died.
As I close my eyes
I know what is here
The pictures eyes,
Follow me near.
W川 I ever become free?
From this horrible place,
As I lockout the window to the tree
As I look in the window at the face

�That is still there.
Aner 1 wroie the lener fbr who ever finds it. The fire was bigger now. The
\oicss kept on telling me to go into the fire and I did but not before finishing

uie sior&gt; of how I went crazy and died.

Crissy Reed

Even though I said I would stay behind, and wait for Amy, Crissy, or Jackie to
return from our final hours apart to finish this dumb project. As much as I hate to emit to
it, 1 still think we shouldn't have separated from one another even though we all were
told to do so. It didn't feel right... it wasn't right to do that to three girls like that; I know
something bad would come from this.
With Amy down in the wine-cellar, Jackie being up in the second floor bath room
and Crissy down in the Kirby room I found myself wondering to the top floor of the
house. As I sat in one of the main rooms up stairs I seem to have fallen asleep, that may
have been my second mistake of that night. As I woke from my sweet slumber fbr how
long I really don't know, but when I did wake up I received three new text messages on
my phone. They were from the girls but the messages all said the same thing, “You still
have time to save them Kevin." As I sat there in the chair with confusion whether the
messages were just a joke from the girls, or from someone from the out-sidc world. So in
order to solve what confusion I had, I tried calling Jackie back to sec what was up. But
my phone wasn't dialing out, and yet I have a signal.
So after reading that message that started my confusion, I started to wonder if my
friends are ok. I hope they are alright! As this thought was racing through my head I
started down to the second floor bath room to see if Jackie was alright, but when I walked
into the room, there was nothing but a note. As I read this that must be from Jackie I
became concerned that something might have happened to her. Her note talked about a
little girl, and a dream that she had a few nights ago. But why would Jackie write
something so dark? She makes it sound that she's going to die. I pray that nothing had
gone wrong, fbr that sake of me! Now with my head spinning with deep confusion I ran
down to the first floor to the Kirby room, smashing the door keeping me from Crissy
safety. But as the door flue into the Kirby room I came to find that Crissy wasn't in this
room cither, but a note. This note was left by the fire place, which seems someone has
used quite recent. With this note it seemed like the one I found in the bath room were
Jackie should have been, and it spoke of the two pictures coming to life and telling her to
jump in to the fire. But there was no body or any thing remains of Crissy, and this note
was untouched by any flames. Oh God, what in the hell is going on in this house!
Now with my whole body in a state of fright I sprinted down into the wine-cellar
were Amy was hopping that she was alright, now I'm running at my top speed just to see
if my friend and maybe my only friend left that I might be able to save! As I turn the
comer to get to the wine-cellar I seemed to be having a strange feeling, a feeling of what
I might find within the cellar. As I stopped in front oBhedoor, which hopefully keeping
Amy safe and I got a sickly feeling as I lifted the hatch? It got^worse untiH opened the
door, then my heart just stopped all together. Amy wasn t in there either, but yet again
noic. But aa broken
broken piece of one of the wine bottles
bottles was left
left on
on the note.
note. With
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bottle anu
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RD Sarah : “Follow the advice they give you on the top
of mayonnaise jars. Keep cool. Don't freeze.
ARD Sandy: “Never give up on your dreams because
only you determine your fiiture.”

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TC Mark: “Tve learned that people will forget what you
said, people will forget what you did, but people will
never forget how you made them feel.55 (Maya Angelou)
TC Ted: "Suck it up and do it"

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TCJayme: "All we are saying ..… Is give peace a
chance.”(John Lennon)
TC Steve: "Never settle for less than your best/

TC Sarah: Never doubt yourself because nobody has
the right to take away your confidence and abilities."

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uMelf is the man"
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rituals.
However, in examining the meaning behind the symbolism, in most
instances, gold takes much arduous work and effort to attain if it is to have
significance.

During this summer of 2008, I have witnessed each of you taking steps
toward reaching your gold reward.
I observed your outstanding
performance both individually and in teams. You set goals for yourselves
and worked toward them with ambition and dedication. You took risks and
had the courage to step outside of your comfort zones. You looked beyond
your challenges and hardships to fight for something better. And that is
the meaning behind being UPWARD BOUND. As you leave the doors of
Evans Hall behind you, know that a dream is merely a goal that is waiting
to be set and realized. Always reach one step further than you think you
can, and if you fall, get back up and keep on trying. However, if you
succeed, you are on^tep closer to your gold reward. So, my message to

Mr. Strofeer
Mr. Peters
Ms. Krushktowsfel
Mr. Hron-ttsukv
Ms. Ptragus
Ms. Petrostey
Mr. shtktfeo
Mrs. vlskusfei
Mrs. qlektEj/v
MS, Muclleuv
Mrs. CwMe Sowers-Adler
Mrs. Barrera

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.Go for the Gold!
Thank you for a wonderful summer. I only hope that I can inspire you half
as much as you inspire me.

Sincerely,

Mrs. Espada

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Matt M«h«Lc?fe
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��A Simple Thank You
By Jill Suda
Growing up in toda/s society

It is hard to come across a good group of people
Yet within 12 weeks I have come across over 100 fantastic people
Who each individually are great.

Talent and Bravery radiates from everyone's face

The keys of success lie within all of our hands
And the people helping us, guide us to the lock.

Within 2 years emotions run high

As friends grow close and bonds are formed.

T/C's are there to help with any issue
Whether it*s homework or home.

The positive attitude shines through the entire group
Making everyone smile and laugh.

Making a summer of learning, a summer of fun.

Thank You for helping me find my voice
For helping me shine

Thank You for helping me discover things

I didn't know about myself.
Thank You for being there for me.

Thank You.

�bear Upward Staff &amp; Students,
T would like to say Thank You, for giving me one of the greatest
summers III ever have. You all truly helped make it USWEET!M I'll
neve： forget the times we shared on campus. From dance parties
on 十he 9汩s first floor, to just walking to class. T/C Beths good
nights, and dancing on Wednesday's
Wednesday's past
past the
the teacher
teacher meetings,
meetings.
$5 Foot Long, and QuainM Til never forget. Team Canada I must
jay
I had a blast at team meetings. Playing Tab^o, frying not to^
jay I had a blast at team meetings. Playing Taboo, trying not to
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the caring message, and wishes of getting better, when I was
gone
the week. There's so many more things I can write
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about, but rt would be to long. So just HUGE thanks goes out to
everyone from me!
Love,
Marjorie(Marge)

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Aljssa Lord

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Angelo Blades

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Shawn McGrady

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Lavesh Manglani

Shawn McGrady

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Cabrina Jenkins

Andy Garcia

Quietest

Kris Zupko

Nate Coriano

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Anne Wallo

Lavesh Manglani

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Angelo Blades

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A^e Wallo

Jake Sorber

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giving me a start for the eleventh grade before I even go. Also
to get a feel how college is going to be liken -Cabrina Jenkins
UIi joined
jumcci Upward
upwaia Bound
nouna and
ana decided
aeciaea to spend my six weeks to get a
better understanding of the college life. Also, I wanted to stay up to
track with my school work and hone my skills. I have also made
wonderful friends through my journey here at Upward Bound. Consequeiitly, I learned a lot from my teachers, mentors, and friends and
grateful for having the chance to do so. Knowledge is power." -Matt
Mahalak

nI wanted to be here for six weeks because it was so much
fun last year, and this year there's so many new fun people
to make this year better. So I wanted to meet them and get
+o know them better. Also school wise it helps me so much, I
decided to take that help again." -Ma门orie (Marge) Whispell

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Ruth Mantilla
Anne Wall©
Caitlyn Nirka
l\ayla Meier
Lilly Laskowski
Yessia Robles
Jake Sorber
Matt Mahalak
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Wish Upon a Star
Everything I wish upon a star
Wishing that our love goes far
I always tell you, you're in my
heart
But you think we will fall apart
But because we were stupid the
first time around
That's what's making you feel this
way now
Hopefully this wish will come true
So you can realize the love I have
for you.
Caitlyn Nirka

I knew we
Could Dever be
如wuse you fod me
Were put togefiie? so close，

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Jurt skid by
姑ejy s邛tog hl
'Cause you Were So shy.

I love you
^bu Broke pjy he^rt to two
wlU I do
With no roe to you?

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I h?te this 如 e
I'd sell pjy D^roe
Just for your gsto.
Qod Pm so to love
Like s cwcked out dove
■fhe person Pro so proud of
Who v?lU forever shove
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�TyierBahimann
Mo玳 names that parents give their children have a deep and spiritual meaning：
"guardian of loved ones',
-guardian
ones”, "Keeper of stars',
stars", "beautiful
-beautiful night anger, etc. etc. etc.
etc. 】j,，
on the other hand, have a less meaningful title, I am TYier, one who works with tiles.
Aren't I lucky?! Well，just so you Know, the name was toy mom's idea. It was years
later when I mastoid that, if my brother been a girl(u)Nch I thinK be Kind of is if you
Know whati mean) he would have been named TAYLOR How unfair is that!? To
have the second child get the better name. Oh well, rve lived with it so far and ril
continue to live with it until...I'm dead?
OKay, oKay, enough about the name. Let's talK about the people I share a
house with. I live ujith my mom and my dad, tny annoying, disgusting slob of a brother
that I couldn't live without, and six, yes count em\ 1-2-3-6 CATS- You can imagine
what it's like to change a litter box at tny house, yve lived in WilKes-Barre tny whole
life, which Tm pretty proud of, and if I ever had to leave I wouldn't Know where to
§01 On TV sbouis, a lot of states and cities get an allure of glitz and glamour that
would maKe an Amish guy hope on a cell phone and booK the nearest flight to Vegas!
rve ujatched enough documentaries to Know that, most of the time, the negatives
weigh out the positives and you usually end up losing something important, whether
it's 1,000$, or your moral values.
OK, enough about tv, bacK to my story.
\ offic吧
sixteen last fYiday. Yeah, that's right, be afraid. I may not be
as...unique as Miss K, biyt I still like to thinK I'm pretty cool. Don't get me wrong, I'm
明顼累想/副脸乎郴怵
not conceited or anything! Ijust like to think °F
op myself as thetype
the type=of person you'd
want
befriend,
not nearly
as crazy
or福
sinister
I seem-(oKay just £
a little),
andI I
1 mreiytoe
judge,rm
piously
people,
unless
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■慕富茄湍■慕
嘉;'扁
you ten me to leave.
rve had many injuries over the years,
nothing
see
yea’s血
，but
but
nothing as
as fatal
fatal as
as you
you can
can
see. IW
rve
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py ajump rope. Bet you didn't guessw'hodldth^'
one. Give up? Yes, tny little
brother. After a while I realized that it^g^e
Those years are over, though, mew becoi paybacKForgetting him hit by a car.
ally become closer to all my family arid 福 ,fne touch closer since then, rve actuthem. I don't have much i--------but so does everyone else. I consider"
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have
suffered maw/juu^mem
many judgment on False
false pretense?
• myseif equal to 如。"‘nd every one of you・ 1
hope that everyone at upward bound 划||印戏::祝服 been hurt by many people-1
them and hopefully becoming mends
p-iends. i Knou)r equa, chance at getting to KnW
this room that I would not 腿 to Knouj bette
faCt Sere is no single person In
and you may not like me, but I am a human heino 4叫 that nobody HKes everybody.
spect. And the same 云案"serve to be treated with 破

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Whenever I see you. you make my heart stand still
You know if v/e would ever go out I would pay the bill

You know Fm a good guy and would not go far
But maybe for some fun will take a ride in my car

IWthout you by my side. I v/ill be no more

Youre the greatest person for me. rich or poor

You know it would be great if R were just ynu and ma
So let's carve our names into a tree
My heart runs a mile

Every time you smile
Your hidden love nesds to be exposed
So maybe one day I can propose
Looking into her eyes is just enough

What fm saying to you is not a bluff

Nathan Corlano

�i lay down un the bud
my ceyes i' genlly
-"…。1 。眼日
my head rest an niy pillow
the cal upon my toes
slowly my mind wandered
off to the land of dreams
where nulhing can nol happen
though impossible it seems

Getting ready to plungi
Down the hDJ

the sky grew daik and lonely
the first star never shone
the world grew over quiet
this place i had not known

i： in th

Until ilic bar ba(

the shadows cann* much closer
the tension slowly built
the fear inside me shone
the courage slowly will.

You Snd a helping hand
The ride

the fear grew ever faster
i shrunk in front of it
the dream closed in upon me
an endless darkened pit

…：....

Your hand sLuu !o slip
The hd is over but j-ourt-

the monslers came alive
i lay helpless in niy bed
with no way to run
through lhe terror i was led

StiU moving fan.
You finally grt bafk to

Yourrtn:. Ti.t ride Ltirt.

surrounded by my fears
encapturcd by the dream
encircled by the monsters
no vvny out did gleam

To go even faster

niy eyes did quickly open
though the monsters stay in sight
i couldn't close my eyes

You reach another

Yau hang on to the

Side for dear life

Hill &amp; you start

To cry as you
dearly i could see it
grasp it i could not
i couldn't fight its presence
nor the vast fear it had brought

See your life flash
Before your venEyes. The ridt £mps

i lay upon my bed
racing thoughts within
the everlasting fight
the monsters always win.

?____二;._ /

-Briina Lewii

NIGHTMARE
Linds^

7即F

�Andrew Garcia

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uieir infinite
infinite wisdom knows,
ror
those who
But your ignorance
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ignorance anH
and misconception
is all，土 shows.
-David D%lv^PQrt

�Kris Zupko
When I was younger, around seven or eight-years-old, it was I, the crazy kid riding a bike in the

field every day, without fail. Yeah, the one who went splashing through mud puddles, then walked all

over my Grandmother's carpet. And I was happy riding my bike through the field, even into the forest
on the western edge of the field. Until one day, which afterwards, I never rode my bike again.
So, I was just riding along, down the alley that was adjacent to the field and wooded area. I was
minding my own business, being a carefree little twit, when I looked over yonder. I slopped so suddenly

that my bike actually skidded to a halt. I didn,t fall, but I was pretty close.

What did I find coming out from the brush on the outer-edge of the woods that caught my
interest so? Why, it most certainly wasn*t an old man streaking across the field. Oh no. Out from the

comer of the woods, something big, black, and not at all human-like made its way out. I'm pretty
surprised I didn't jet right then and there, but hey, I was a kid. So the black creature slinked its way out,

and then I could tell without a doubt...

Twisted Love
Why can't I get you out of my head?
My eyes feel heavy like lead
I don't feel like myself at all,
Always at your beck and call.

Feels like I can't breathe.
Because you arc the air that I need.
What can I do without you?
Constantly thinking about you.
Would you quit leading me on?
Like a sick twisted love song.
When lhe lights go out and I think we're done,
You come out like lhe wicked sun.

But, now I think I'm gone.
I'm lired of our little love song.
So Ell get you out of my head,
Take a never ending sleep in my eternal bed.
-Anonymous

That was a big as hell cat. And it did not at all look friendly.
So I 的 my butt back on my bike and pedaled like I never pedaled before. I dropped the bike in

my backyard, ran straight towards the back door

to my house, got inside and locked the door. By

the end of it all, I feel it was an accomplishment
I didn't pee my pants.
I never saw anything like it again. Sure,

a bunch ofbears come wandering through

everyone once in a while, but that's a

completely diffgt story 浏 together.

*

�By: Anne Wallo
I couldn't believe it, my wor" fear right before me. I couldn't otop the

river of tears flowing from my eyes How could I choose?

How could I feel the

excruciating heat rising from the firry pit below me hit my body from the

镣©

platform on which I stood? I Daw bright there. My father on one platform and

A Moment I Rynember

my mother on another. I must have only been ten yards away from the them

Jess Lenza

but the fact of me not to grab their hand, just touch them one last time made

We were just standing there, the loud music ringing in our ears, laughing and

sick that I vomited. I needed them. I just couldnft live without them. I

could hear the man, the spawn of Satan. I could hear him scream "pick one!” I

smiling, and BOOM! It hit me, out of nowhere. I really liked this kid, and I wanted him

hated him. I hated him go much. I wanted to send him co the hell that he was

to be mine. I just couldn't stop staring at his big broy/n eyes and that adorable smile he

trying to send ub. Why? Why was he doing this to us? "Pick one," he shouted

kept giving me. It was like we v/ere meant to be together; it was fate that we both

again with the evil voice. I didn't want to pick one. If I chose my dad, that

went there that day and met each other. OK. Wait, let me start from the beginning.

would mean that the platform below my mother would fall and it would send

March 25, 2007 around 6 p.m., I was with my sister at Guys and Dolls, a billiard
her to 小。bottom, gone forever. But if I picked my mom then it would send my

father down below as the platform would fall below his feet.

lounge on Wyoming Avenue. Definitely one of my favorite hang outs even though wh it
And if I didnfc pick

Cither the" 土" would both fall, leaving me with the guilt forever picking at
me and teasing me until I would 8mmlt suicide. He wanted

angled the stick just right and, hit the cue ball. The four went In, followed by the eight,
this. The demon

Wanted W 网 8uldE kept Eng. Hav^ one i9 better 而“ none one

may say, but not me. I needed
going to let this man kill

gets too crowded and I can't breathe because of all the smoke. I set up my shot,

just like I said it would. I jump up and scream 'es." But, my sister didn't buy it and

accused me of cheating. We started arguing like two little kids about it until my friend,
my parents. I needed my parents. I was not

my parents! Not like this! How did this

Oh yes I remember.

This whole thing SUrtedtwoyearB

Ryan, broke us up. I got all angry. Slammed my stick dov/n on the table and stormed
ever happen?

out.
ago.,

Now, where could I go? I never wanted to leave, but I just couldnt take arguing

with anyone anymore. Believe it or not therms not much to do in Kingston. People think

�there is, but there's not. The only other place I could think of going was backstage, a

smiled and said it back. But it wasn't that normal smile you see when you say "hl" to

concert spot In-between main bike world and a tattoo parlor. I decided that was the

someone, it was more, and that made me curious to what he was thinking about. I

best place to go. I started walking, and the more I walked the more people I saw. I

Introduced myself, because I v/asnt sure if he knew me or my name, so I thought I

didnt hear of a big show tonight, but I guess there was one. I pulled the crumbled

should tell him Just in case. We stood there for a while as we watched the first band,

money out of my pocket, and separated it Fifteen bucks was all I had until next Friday.

they were indeed rookies, and werent my taste in music, or anyone else's for that

I got up to the window looked In and it was packed; the most crowded I've ever saw it.

matter. I decided I wanted Ice cream. So thats what we did, we all walked to Dairy

The Devil Wears Prada, 14$. I was really cutting It dose, but I guess I could bum a

Queen.

dollar or two off someone later when I needed a drink. I got in line, and it looked like I

was going to be waiting a while.

but then again It was Saturday night We got to the DQ counter, and I wanted a cookie

I looked up and there were still about thirty more people ahead of me. They said

it was so crowded they could nt let any more people in after me. So I did get there just

in time. I got up to the counter handed her my money, got my bracelet, and went back.
The first band was still setting up, I wasnt sure who they were, but probably some
rookies that never played a show before. I looked around trying toseea familiar face.

Then I noticed my friend Brian and his girifriend Sam. Then, I noticed him. He had me
staring at him the whole night. Still, until this day I get butterflies when I see him. I got

a warm feeling too, now I didn't pee my pants, but I just felt comfortable and it almost
felt like I knew him already.

dough blizzard, but was a dollar short. I looked around and then asked "hey does

anyone have a dollar I can borrow?" Adam then locked at me and smiled, pulled out his

wallet and said "is that all you need?" I smi!ed back and said "yes/ took the money,
and paid for my blizzard. Everyone else got what they v/anted and then we left. We
continued back to Backstage, but being a little goofier than v/e were before. I guess

the ice cream was kicking in.
Well, we got back just in time. The Devil Wears Prada was now setting up their
stage. I pulled Adam up doser so we could get a better view, and then everyone else

followed. They started playing and Adam and I got pushed together by all the people

His name was Adam. I've seen him around school, but never actually talked to
him before because he had a girifriend, but I hoped he didnt anymore,

said hi to my friends, then looked at him, he was starring down

Adam, Brian, his girlfriend, and I crossed the avenue and it was extremely busy,

dancing around. I smiled and laughed, and I just loved it It wanted to be close to him,
as close as possible. He told me later that he loved it too. All these people were

I walked up
moshing and going all other the place and he even saved me from getting plastered

and I said whi/and he

�against the wall by huge, fat people. We both had 50

sed Weave thatng

much fun and neither of us

哗 might sound weird,butgmbt of an thaw

hit me, I really wanted to get to know him because I liked him (as weird as that might

sound).

Making Friends
Yo, il*n the fifth week of Upward
Bound
Although I came u week late il'n been a
thrill
Let rnc tell you about the fricndi I've
found
Chilling out with my horniea from team

brazil

I then realized I dldntfeel awkward or weird around him, I felt comfortable,

and right. I wasn't scared to be myself or anything. Everything was just perfect, Just
how It should be. Well after that show we hung out almost every day. Then on April 3rd

he asked me to be his girlfriend and I was ecstatic. We have been together over a year

Let rnc ntart with the girl I know the
beat
She singn no well, her name in Jill Suda
I've known her longer then the rest
Just for fun Noura calls her soda

funny
Spending time teaching people some

still can't believe going to a place like Backstage v/ould pay off so much. Getting into a

Arabic
And sadden, means I*m a monkey
Her lovely smile is pretty slick

it, I actually thanked her later.

When I wanted to find that once special person, I always went out and looked

for them, but I was always looking in the wrong places. Love is out there, you just have

to be patient, and wait for it. It always has a special time, and a special placez even if

its at backstage enterprises. I had no intention whatsoever to go there that night, and I

got there just in time. Everything really does happen fora reason. Trust me, I know

from experience. So all of you who go seeking to find love, dont! Love always finds its

to like nportB
Shawn
Yankee l-shirta he wcufh
GeU competitive, pul on Home nliortH
You can tell he really cares
Christine w an insight full girl
She and brianna seem to be twin fliBtern
The way they out make?! rny mind
whirl
Some times I hear their whispera

Noura I like her character it% kind of

now, and I couldnt be happier. We're like glued at the hip and 】don't mind it at all. I

fight with my sister that night really changed everything, but I cant say I feel sorry for

At team meeting hIic'h not u quiet
mouM!
Early in the day good morning
sunshine

Brianna is bo cool and sweet
Her voice is pleasant and quiet
She‘8 one of the nicest people you'll

ever meet
A conversation with her is such a riot

The next friend ill write about is

Ashlynde ahe*8 a preat TC
In upward bound it*s her first year
Easy to talk to like you and me
To her I welcome in good cheer

It's easy to see the friends you make
Are great and understanding
So open your eyes and become awake
Good friends arc everywhere for the
taking

-David Davenport

Nathan
Plays games during out free times
He the credit monopoly man
See what he does, his excellence shines
Kris she's the mysterious sort
She's got some mad artistic skill
Pencil and paper she owns the court
—

Makes master pieces at will

way, and Ifll come when you're least expecting it to, and thafs the best part about it!
April Chewey she's the speaker of the
house
Most days I hear her favorite line

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So you're on the phone talking about some very controver sial topic, or something juicy
that happened at school that day. Then all of a sudden you hear a loud munching in your ear and
the unhcalthicst sounding swallow ever. Yes this is my first and most aggravating pet peeve,
eating on the phone. Now don't get me wrong, all of us do it a! some point, but if you're getting
ready to cat a full course meal get off of the damn phone! I don't want to hear you munching,
crunching and swallowing like you're some camel.* —
. also
• goes for when you drink on the
This
phone. I DON'T WANT TO HEAR YOU GULPING YOURGLASS OF COK1- AND THEN
BELCH LIKE A GOD-FORSAKEN IRISHMAN! Thank you.

Iler life a taiigleii spider web
As the leaves are blown
She thirsts fur a wa\ oul
I he pain unly she has kiu&gt;\vn

Now on to my second pct peeve, when I'm shopping with my sister and my nephew is
there, I like to take him to the rides in the mall, and when I do, it seems lo draw attention to myself, why you ask, well because 1.) A young girl is with a little boy and 2.)That little boy hap­
pens to be black, well mixed if you will, Now I know teenage pregnancy is really high in the
U.S. but, no old ladies, I do not have a little boy, HE'S MY FREAKING NEPHIIEW! This
really aggravates me because well, I don't want kids for a long time, and I hate when people just
assume stuff about other people, which rally ticks me off] Don't just assume it，s my child be­
cause I will tell you no, and I'm probably not going to be nice about it.

She needs a p!.uv ot quiet
Of sudden blissful calm
She finds il in her dreams
Ocean, sand, and palm.

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Here the leaves star on the tree*.
They never llultcr down
1 lere life is jnaj»ic
As if she wore a crown.

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I really hate in the morning, when Pm sleeping in for school and my dad who comes
into my room and turns off my ceiling fan, nothing, and I mean nothing makes me more mad
that someone is touching my ceiling firn. When I wake up in the morning I have a routine 1
know when to turn off my fan. Yes you could say that I have a slight cause ofOCD, but really
who doesn't. When my dad does trun off my fan, it ruins the whole thing and I go through the
whole day in a really bad mood, all because he had to touch that freaking switch and turn it off.

Her dream is her wa) out
If unly it were real
Iler past is truly scary
This way she liates to feel.

I also hate when you go to a show (concert) and one of the bands listed to play DOES­
N'T PLAY, why is you're name still on the list? HUH? Like I v/ent to see All Time Lovz at
Caf^ Metropolis and one of my favorite bands were scheduled to play and they didn't! I got all
excited to go and see them and they showed me up. At least someone could have said "Hey
Every Avenue isn't playing." NO! No one said a flippin* thing. Lovely. Extremely extremely
lovely. Oh and another thing that annoys me is when I go to a show, when you*ve been standing
in line for like four to six hours and once people get their tickets and the line starts moving, they
try to cut. NO. DON'T CUT. You weren't there sitting in the pouring rain, under a super tiny
umbrella, eating your Wendy's like I was, so no, I'm sorry, don't even let the thought of you
cutting me into that thick head of yours because it*s not going to nappen，

She asks lor 4 tomorrow
SudiikHi'nUnnn today
1 omorrow bhe wanls color
Fmnow her world is grey.

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gtlll luonderlng hou)this whole
thing started
1 don't want to feel this way
Cause I got myself a new man
He always tews me he Is tny number
jean still feel your touch
one fan
Cause I miss you so much
But I stin sit here thlnKlng about
My heart slows everytime that}
you baby
breathe
Can you please ten me,
I just can*t get over you
Why did you leave?
I never felt this way before

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please tell me what has happened
For my heart feels llKe It has been
Flattened
please tell tne so I don't have to
cry over you anymore

Its not that I don*t love him too
The problem is I still love you

Nobody knows who I really am
Maybe ihey just don't give a
They think I'm strange and uncool
But they don't realize I could run this school.

I just can't get over you
I never felt this way before

Let them think what they want

lean still see your Face
As my heart slows to a slower
pace
I wait here for any day
Tor you to come bacK and stay
I don't want to feel this way
But i do anyway

Please ten trie u)hat has hap­
pened
For my heart feels liKe it has
been Flattened
Please ten me so I don't have to
cry over you anymore

I just can't get over you
I never felt this way before
Please ten tne u)hat has happened
For my heart feels like it has been
flattened
Please tell tne so I don't have to
cry over you anymore

■Caitiyn NirKa

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I'm not an artist sol won't flaunt it,
Believe you me.

I'm completely difierent from what they see.

So they can keep lheir thoughts and keep their looks,
I'll keep my Knowledge and reafling books
Tel! them wnen I'm gone
Not to worry and carry on.
~ Anonymous

�Listen

Dressed in Prada or Gucci shoes

trs ^crds I speak

In a lovely gown that fits

Listen to my voice so sweet
Your character and tenderness

Look into my eyes and see
Please o please will you be mine

Behind my eyes my soul is deep

Before I leave this one last time
Look beyond my boney chest

Take the key I gave to you

You will find my loneliness
Find the shape to fit it thru

But if you go deeper thru
It is for my heart you see

You will find my love for you
III give you time to think it thru
I give you now

my honey bee
A surprise is what I bring

A sweet but fragile golden key

Inside you find a diamond ring
Fly with me oh honey bee

Put it on my honey bee
Toahoneycombfwjustyouandi

me

And well live long jus you and me

Isw冲叫机灿 everything

Your every wish is my command
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Hl keep you

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the wind blows wild
no arms to hold it
a frightened child,
a place forgotten
nowhere to belong
without love
life's much too long,
the tears splash down
for death they cry
how sad is the world
where hatred does lie.
if only a whisper
could speak to their hearts
tell them of love
and how they're a part,
but no one speaks up
no one finds their souls
notice comes only
when one digs the holes,
we wonder their stories
ask why they're gone
but no one did listen
when they cried every dawn,
if only they'd known
had been shown love before
then perhaps this world
wouldn't be a closed door.

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Il is now the day of their house warming party and the family is getting prepared fbr the

guests to arrive. Strange things begin to happen to 山c family but they pay no attention to it. The

Mr- Peters

guests start to arrive, the music is playing, and the delicious food is laid out on the table. All the
Comp 101 &amp;. Creative Writing

people arc having a blast when all of a sudden the chandelier crashes to the middle of the dance

floor. Everyone starts to panic. Next the power goes out. Now there is no hope of anyone

Creative Story

calming down. People arc screaming, running all over, and freaking out.
It is around the turn of the century in the Kirby house. The Kirby house is very old

looking and creepy. There is a huge chandelier in the front room, fire places in almost every

All of a sudden the ghost of Snoop appears. Everyone is in shock and paralyzed by the

room, old tiled floors, and scaiy statues. The floors are unleveled, the stairs creak, and there are

sight of his ghost. He looks bloody, bruised, and cut all over his body. The Watson family can't

inm gales in &amp;oni of the main door. The basement has a wine cellar and many rooms throughout

believe their eyes. They wished that they had never moved into the Kirby house, so that none of

this would have happened. Snoop started to make the house shake and was throwing knives at

There are a lot of doors 2nd rooms and stairs where you could get lost.

the guests. He was going to kill everyone in the house to get revenge fbr what had happened to

A gangster gambler by the name of Snoop Doggy Dog is playing poker with some
friends. He is wearing a bright neon shirt, sunglasses, baggy pants, black shoes,

a watch, and

him. Bodies were all over the floor, blood was on the ceilings and walls. The only survivors were
the Watson family.

gent colored bracelets. He has a v河 long face, some facial hair, and canied a little purse

dog 赫＞ him. One 岫 while they were plajing poker. Snoop g cheating and scamming the
playg So ali of a sudden they turned on him and brutally murdered him.

The Watson family fled the Kirby house without any of their belongings. They only got

away with their lives and that was enough. Snoop got what he wanted all along. From that day
Rumor has it that ever

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forward the Watson family never went back to the Kirby house or anywhere near it for that

there.

matter. People believe that the house was never haunted and that there was a serial killer at the
party who made all of this happen, but the Watson family believed different. Till this day no one
Itisnowthe2Ifl century around the same time ofthe murder ofSnoop while the Watson

femily moves into the Kirby house. The Watson family
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mrier that occuntd m this house. THe family decides t。throw a h(
louse wanning party and
invites everjone they know but what they don't kn(
low is that Snoop is going to ruin their lives for
moving into the Kirby house.

moved into the Kirby house or step foot in there since the night of the Watson family's house
warming party. Rumor has it that late at night if you walk past the house you can see Snoop
walking through the house with his little purse dog.

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Why?

By: Tyler Bahlmann
Why won't you love me?
Did I do something wrong?
If I did Fm very sorry.
Please don't leave me.
Look, look what I did for you.
You see that bloody wound on my iarm.
It*s your name.
Do you love me now?

I did everything you asked.
I killed him.
I lied to her.
]look the money and gave you the drugs.
Do you love me now?

I

J cooked the food just how you wanted.
your clothes just how you wanted.
I cleaned the house just how you wanted.
Het you hurt me just how you wanted.
Do you love me now?

幕乎 do you want me to do?!
['ll do anything, anything!
Please love me, please love me!
I know I don't deserve you!
1 know you don*t really care!
Just
Just say it, eyen though it，s a lie!
You still wont say it?

Well, I guess Ell have to 町 harder

tomorrow.

On Fcccmber 16'12007, while sitting home alone, [ got the sudden urgjz for
some $ridz
Mint 6am. Wjzll luekilg for me, 1 happened to have some in
the kitchen. &lt;§&gt;o I got up from thz computer ehair and darted into th。kitchen.
Well mg Joot djzeidcd to COL!捆&amp; with the wall and well, I broke my “ring” tog!
it was broken and now ifs all erookjzd and aglg. 3。g庭,I, flshlgg §h^plg,
havz a crooked, uglg tosz! Other than that, I'm almost swizjzt sixteen and alivjz and
kickin'. This is mg lifjz the wag I live it, enjog.
I plag tennis at my high school, tianov^r 守腴8, where I will ba a junior. My
school is gour tgpieal high school, full of drama, baekstabb(zrs, and jocks. Sat
me, I don't belong to any “cliqac”, gllg I don*t. prjzttg much, Km friends with
海rgonjz. 1 live in 说z park, or
phillg" if goa will, with mg parents 伽vid
and bisa, and mg younger brother, Colin. I also have a wag older sister,
仙anda, but she obviously do蹿n't live with me angmonz.

flnyWBys, back to 畋]'m quit。ehill, I liRjz to wear mg band t's and j{zans,
oh and I love going to shows. Most of the time gou ean eateh me with mg
Marissa. W。have been ®FFs for almost jive gears now, but when we were little
our older sisters were friends and wz〔1,1 almost drowned poor little Marissa.
y&lt;zs, gou heard eorr^etig, I almost drowned her in her gram's pool! gut other
than shilling with Marissa, 1 like to listen to my iP0*£). tjzxt, or surf Myspaejz. 1
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fantastic sense of humor.
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special bog in hjzr 1血？ Wjzll to answer that question, tiCCK HO! Bogs arc gross
and thjzy lip to us girls... a lot. §o girl$ be carzjal when it com商 to those
slimjzballs, trust mjz, I know theg suek.

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leave it.

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�Senior Poem:

By the UB summer class of 2009

I wrn lying there in agony from head to toe. Numb on the
inside battered and bleeding on the out. There is no one
around to hear my bone chilling screams of pain and anger.
The angel of death has come to visit. I feel like a corpse out
on the street being devoured by starving, vicious birds. My
hands are clenched in fists of rage and terror, at least I
think so. Every bone in my body must be broken, but I5m
too numb to feel the pain inside. She ripped my heart from
its beating chest She left it on the ground next to me after
the jump. I'm finally whole again. The end is approaching.
I see the light radiating from the angel of death's halo. The
repercussions of my of twenty story leap are upon me instead ofleading me to the stair way to heaven. The death
Sods
go华 are casting me into the pits of hell. I feel the fires
burning beneath iny
my feet. I hear the howls of those exiled
before me. The weight of their sins magnified and thrown
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city through
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When your down and troubled, on the long road ahead, and
you need a helping hand, just call out to the Upward Bound
seniors, and we will come running to you.
Winter, Spring, Summer, Fall, class of2009 went through

it all. We partied like we we're rock-stars, looked like we're
superstars, played like we we're all-stars but acted like we

we're from Mars.

We had the times of our lives, all with your help.
Here are some of the situations we're talking about.

T/C Ashlynde is always there, popping out of no where but
is willing to be there.

T/C Steve's coffee experiments.
While T/C Ted's team had their first out doors experience.

RD Sarah's new form scheme, by adopting the seniors,
David Davenport

because she lacked a team.

�First Hoofs day toped off with a loud goodnight ladies that*s

Random knocks on your door, to your head popping out, to

T. C Beth yelling with all her might.

finding Marge the Johnny Knocker trying to sneak out.

T. C Chris and his "crickey makeover," looking hot with the

Of anything else we can never forget,

mask and his little koala.

is the Quain and $5 fboot loooommg with Andy and

Last bui hot least is ARD Sandy looking so fine and dandy

Dominic.

lakmg piciures every chance she gets so summer 2008 we

So keep smiling, keep shining, knowing that you*ll be a

will never forget.

senior here someday. And you can make the memories for

Speaking of memories we must not forget.

sure, because that's what UB is for. Because we're true

Nlade with the fantabulous underclassmen we ever met:

friends, and it may seem like the end, but nothing will split

Whether dance parties in the halls.

us up unless the world bends.

Or girls night of monopoly in the first floor hall.
To 怂8血 flipping out on the Chinese man all over two
fbrgotten orders of vegetable fried rice.
nee.
You should feel bad for that man.
She v/asn't so nice.
Even P°or TC Beth was scared for life.

The multiple injuries for Ariel,
To the unmentioned clavicle breaks from
kick ball.

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publication. The Encarta Dictionary defines the word swim as
to move
as M"to
move or
or propel yourself
unsupported through water using natural means of[propulsion
t ■ / such as legs, tails, or fins." Mrs.
Espada defines an Upward Bound student as **one who moves or propels him/herself supported
through life using natural means of propulsion such as self-confidence, intelligence, and
integrity."
when considering the word swim, we often think in terms of success. For example, when asked
how one is doing on a particular task, the response may be "swimmingly!” Or when discussing
one's options in completing a project, the alternatives maybe Mto sink or swim." An individual or
group facing many challenges may be compared to salmon swimming upstream. In the same
mindset, our 28,h
th President, Woodrow Wilson, is noted for saying, “The man who is swimming
against the stream knows the strength of it.” In a state of confusion, ones head may be
swimming or the words may be swimming on the page. In a state of overabundance, one may be
swimming
E5E~, in money or some other
*■' riches.
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used, the end result is potentially life-changing.

Throughout the Summer of 2009,1 have witnessed each student's efforts to perfect their
swimming- strokes. At times,• -you certainly
- felt as though
- you
J were salmon swimming upstream.
However, like salmon in the smolt stage, you schooled together in groups both large and small
in order to adjust your minds and bodies to take on new and exciting challenges.
challenges. You tested
tested
waters outside of your proverbial boxes. You managed the currents, even when they became
rough, and swam toward the finish line, each with your own unique style, but together.
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s捋m inyour pool this summer. As always, I have grown to be stronger because of your strength
and resilience. My hope is that you will continue your journey keeping in mind the words of
Gary Wood, “Don't wait for your ship to come in; swim out to meet it.” And remember, always
swim with a buddy, and don't dive into 出e water if you don't know how deep it is.
Margaret A. Espada

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Ms. Cavalari
Ms. Espada-D/rector

Ms. Fedor

Ms. Ferrantino
Mr: Ripa-Academ/c Coordinator

Ms. Glennon
Mr Hromisin

Stephanie Shandra-Gu/dance Coordinator

Mr Komorek
Ms. Krushnowski

Ms. Ostrum-Offce Assistant

Mr. Kudrack
Mr. Peters

Sandy Sistrunk.-Assistant Resident Director

Ms. Pi ragus-Thamarus
Ms. Porzucek

TCs
Mark Congdon
Kaitlyn DeFacis
Steve Felter
Beth Gallup
Chris Kudrack

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Mr. Stoker
Ms.Visneski

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Crystal Koch, Briana Lewis, Mekela
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The time had come for us to say goodbye to summer and
most important to each other. This summer was AMAZING!! I
was happy when I found out I got to come back for my second
summer, but no happiness compares to the what I felt this sum­
mer by meeting all of our unewbie'sn of the program. It has been
a privilege for me to become friends with each of you.
Throughout these six weeks I have learned a great deal
from each and everyone of you and I hope I taught you some
rhings as well. You all taught me that life is not easy, but with the
right people by your side endeavors that seemed near impossible
were not as bad as you thought they were to overcome, you also
taught me that there is no T in team and to succeed in life you
cannot stand alone. I also came to the realization that I may nevei
be Diva #1 compared to Mekela.

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Now I will leave you all with some advice. To the Juniors： Al­
ways drink your milk, homework is the key to success, smile as
much as you laugh, and remember Dora's always here when you
need her. Finally to the Faculty and Staff： Homework in the sum­
mer is BAD, write-ups are not as fun for us as they are for you,
and Thank You for making me the person I am today. You have
all changed mefor the better and for this I am grateful.

Me

Yours Truly,

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six-Week upward bound program?
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THAT SAME EXPERIENCE FOR THE NEW STUDENTS COMING IN.”
CRYSTAL: "I WANTED TO GET A HEAD START ON STUFF FOR

NEXT YEAR AND HEARD IT WOULD BE A GOOD EXPERIENCE."
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FOR CLASSES IN JUNIOR YfcAR."

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workplace, school, and region to connect and interact with other
people. People can also add friends and send them messages, and
update their personal profiles to notify friends about themselves.

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major students and his roommates Dustin Moskovitz and Chris Hughes
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T/C Steve

As the kids walk into Evans Hall I can see their frightened faces as they wonder

while I was there I saw a "hot" girl selling slushies so I thought I would go and talk to

what they arc going to be doing for the next six weeks. 1 stand outside and wait for the

her. But I ended having to buy a three dollar and fifty cent peach slushy because the girl

kids and parents to come so I can help move them in. some say goodbye to their parents.

didn't really talk to me like I had planned. So then while I was walking around I saw

and some cry because they never spent time away from home. As they check in and get

another "hoi" girl "selling free samples of milk " so I had to go and get a free sample of

their keys, I show them to their rooms. Then at 7:45pm we walked over to Breiscth Hall

chocolate milk. Once again I had no luck.
So when 1 got back from the farmers, market I went to visit Mickic in her office

room 107 and had our first meeting of the summer explaining all of the rules.

As soon as everyone got settled and quiet we went down in a row and introduced

and her student worker was there. She was asking me about a paper while J was airing

ourselves and said our names, what school we attended and our favorite movie. I said my

my pits out and accidentally leaned hack and hit Mickie flower and knocked it over.

name is

There was dirt every where. So I v\cnl and got a piece of paper and wrote a note and

I graduated from Wilkes University and my favorite movie is Dick

Tracey. Then that's when all the rules began and soon after I split up into my team that I

stuck it to the door. The note said “Mickie not allowed in this office now". So then 1

would lead for the next six weeks. 1 was ready to learn about each member of my team.

shut the door and got on the ground so I could try to hide the mess before she came back

As I get to know the team I like to make my team meetings fun. I like to use

into the office. As soon as I heard Mickie coming I asked her if she had a vacuum to use.

marshmellows, slicks, balloons and sometimes team up with other teams.

She said "NO". So of course I was caught dirt handed with the student worker because

1 enjoy waking up every morning to check everyone in for breakfast at 6:50am.

she helped cover it up too.

Even though the first three weeks are over we still have three weeks to go. It is

Then I go and sit in on speeches or go to history classes and of course I go back to my

room to sleep. I love writing and handing out write ups for when someone does

your time to improve and be ahead for your next school year. So I wish all of you the

something there not supposed to be doing such as cursing, wearing in appropriate clothes,

best.

being late for lunch or classes and so on.
1 also like trying to take over Ted's place in Mickie office, usually after lunch and

before team meeting. I gave my phone to Mickie one day and she set up my voicemail.

So now when you call my phone you will hear my personal assistant, Mickie.

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has the beautiful scenery but the river is just so dirty. Cars moving on
the bridge above the river, they are probably making a living for them-

selves by going to their jobs. Sitting down looking at “the river" seeing
how far it is just to get to the other side. Making me think of how far in

life I went through and what I had accomplished in my life. My life had

many sunny days and many rainy days but, I made it through it all. It
seems to me that “the river” made it through a lot even though some­

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never stirring. Finally they wahe in death. Pulled from their ignorant
bliss.
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Sweet delight, delicious fluffy clouds of satisfaction. Tahe another, an­
other, stuffing themselves until their final tooth turn black, rotted by
need.

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your is theirs. Enough, they scoff at such an idea. Until what they
want tabes away what truly mattered.
Mirror, mirror cold as ice, cast their reflections upon themselves.
Beauty, youth they crave such luxury. Distracted by themselves their
luster fades.

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sions .Long left hope for themselves, burning of their own insides. Vou
have it, they need it. Destroying themselves over you.

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into empty love. In their distraction on lustful endeavors are then
stung by their own tails.

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pregnancy. It s not hard ibr me. 1 ha\ e my
"二 but people art
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ashes remain of sanity. Enemies, we all are. Decisions...decisions, what
have we done for them to hate us? We don't know. But they go mad
in trying to answer.

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You cannot face the past
That is why you live
You cannot dream the fbture
That is why you die
You bring vourself to the present
That is wh\・ there are emotions
You cannot predict anything
Ml、' is that?
There is nothing you can do
Why is that?
It is destiny
And destinx alone
That is why
You cannot face the past
Because you live
You cannot dream the future
Because you die
You bring yourself to the present
Because there are emotions
You cannot predict anything
Why is that?
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It's because
There is only time.

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����Dance parties on the first floor are ALWAYS a blast! The girls downstairs are AMAZING!

The first dance party we had was when they were decorating their doors the night before Open

Briana Lewis

House. I remember Julia and Briana sitting on the floor in the hall putting streamers on their
door while blasting N*Sync and The Backstreet Boys. Then I remember the girls coming out of

Period 4

their rooms dancing and singing.

7-13-2309
Three weeks gone. Only three weeks left. I remember the first day just like it was

yesterday. The look on their faces was priceless. They were

all too scared to smile, but too

nappy to get away from their parents for six weeks. As they walked into Evans Hall I could see
that some of them might cause some problems in the beginning, but I was alright with that. On

move in day 1 was just as scared or maybe even more scared than most of them. My first

summer as a tutor/counselor also known as a T/C. What if they didn't like me? What if my team
didn't:ike me? What activities would make my team meetings fun? All of these questions were

Another great memory had to be the fire drill. This of course was the same night as

the dance party, but it was still loads of fun. I remember when it was like two minutes before

our actual curfew and T/C Beth and I decided to get the girls in their rooms a little early. Then
we said a fake "Goodnight Ladies" and pushed them in their rooms. They were so confused as

to what was going on. Then three minutes later BAM, the fire alarm goes off and panic mode
begins. This was a great night mostly because of the hilarious stories that came out of this

experience.

Besides those memories of this.summer so far, I have many more, but too many to

rur.ning through my head.

share. So I think I will just recap some of them for you: Wednesday teacher meetings, I like

l was a !in!e mad when I found out that I would have to be at Wilkes with the kids
these because I can catch up on what all of the kids are doing in their classes, Lunch in the

during my birthday, but they made it AWESOME! I was completely surprised when they brought

cafeteria, this is ALWAYS the best meal of the day in there, Having the girls on the first floor put
out the cake, u was a great birthday mostly because, this was the first time a surprise was ever
my hair in a Mohawk, this was amazing mostly because we were considering putting Elmer's

pulled on me.
glue in my hair to help it stay up, Silent reading, I LOVE to read, and waking up to be at

The day we went to the lov/ ropes course was pretty great as well. It all started when
the kids were broken down into groups and T/C Mark and I decided we would help the kids that

breakfast duty for 7:15 am, this was not so much fun, but what can I say there are just some
things in life we have to do whether we want to or not.

were at the spider web. So Mark and I helped lift the kids through the holes. When we were all
So as you can see my first summer as a T/C has been pretty AWESOME so far and we only

done there v.-e went over by ARD Sandy and Briana, our two injured ones for the day. Mark and
got through three weeks. Three more to go and all of this will be just some memories in my
I laid on the floor wishing we could go back to sleep. I remember all of the kids looking out at

head that were once a wonderful reality.
the sky saying "maybe we should get out here before we're caught in a bad storm". S。we

gathered them all up and decided we would walk back. There were two problems in this logic
though: we had both ARD Sandy and Briana with ankle injuries and the other problem was that,
by the time we decided we would leave it had just began to rain catsand dogs outside. So,
Whi，e T/CChri5 and T/CBe，h 晰ed with ARD Sandy and Briana while they waited for public

safety to take them back to the dorms, the rest of

us sprinted back to the dorms.

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Laie July in the Poconos usually means hot. sunny 85 de­
gree weather. For NASCAR fans, it is when the NASCAR
Winston Cup Series comes to the Pocono Raceway in Long Pond,
Pennsylvania. Forme, it was my first NASCAR Winston Cup Se­
ries race c\ cr. The race was the Pennsylvania 500 on July 2”
2002. I was given tickets to the race. I was so excited to finally
watch my first NASCAR race in person. The race starlcd around
1:40 eastern time. On the first lap. driver Rusty Wallace made
contact w ith Sieve Park and sent him spinning, which also col­
lected Park's teainmate, Dale Eamhardl Jr. Steve Park and Junior
made contact and slammed into the inside guard-rail on the Long
Pond Straight, which connects tum one to tum two. Steve Park
flipped many times, but walked out of the car with no injuries.
Dale Earnhardt Jr. ran over lo find his teammate, but Park was ok.
X A SCAR red-flagged the race to repair the inside guard-rail. The
delay lasted an hour and a half. The race resumed around 3pm.
On the 26th lap of the race, it started lo rain. So here I am. under
the bleachers for an hour. The rain delay lasted two hours. The
race did not resume until 5pm. Later on. it was announced that
the racewo
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darkness and more rain on the way. Pocono Raceway does
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La Computadora
Mi favorita tecnologia es la computadora. Me la gusta
porque es conveniente y servicial en muchas formas.
Generalmente, uso la computadora para escribir a mis

amigos. Comoquiera que} a escuela uso la computadora

No me gustan los libros. Me encanta la computadora. Me la
ayuda con todo. Puedo hacer compras para ropa. Puedo
encontrar articles de noticias. Puedo jugar a juegos en la
compuiadora. Tuve un laptop. Ahora, tengo una computadora
de escritorio. Lo recibi durante la Navidad. Tambien, Me
enccntc "Myspace.' Puedo hablar con mis amigos. Es muy util.

buscar informacion para proyectos y papeles para mis
clases. En la red puedes encontrar mapas y direcciones.

Tambien puedes encontrar nueva musica y dates muy
interesantes.

My favorite technology is the computer. I like it
because it is convient and helpful in many ways. Generally,

I use the computer to write to my friends. However, at

1 don't like books. I love the computer. 1+ helps me with
everything. I am able to find everything. I can shop for
clothes. I can find news articles. I can play games on the
computer. I had a laptop. Now, I have a desktop. I received it
for Christmas. Also, I love Myspace. I can talk with my
friends it is very useful

school I use the computer to search for information for

projects and papers for my classes. Also you can find new
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Bobbie Lynn Richardson.

A pictures worth a thousand words. That's what they always say.
But not inside this darling home, at least not today.
They ducked into the silence. Freezing words they cannot speak.

A thunder crash, a lightning strike. Inside-safety.
The light bulbs burs： and fizzle. No light can touch this abyss,

A flicker? A sound? Piease be footsteps! Please!
A shadow? Oh a girl...l hope.

A flaming gaze. A burning hole. We scream. Brimstone at our feet.
Run, run. Don't look back.

A mantle piece? A photograph...

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No a painting? The demons eyes piercing into the soul.

The/re watching me! Scream!!!

A grip of jagged nails into the skin. Ripping into the blood stream.
'Help me! Help me!' no one's there.
A hissing, cold breathe on your neck.
Nothingness, no more emptiness.

:This is my field of dreams
But now it's back to reality
My memories are returning
' My head is spinning
I，Each moment is like deja vu
It's not possible to forget you
:I'm discovering that this wont end
But it needs to 'cause you're stressing me out
:It's over again
；Crack! My heart just broke
:Smash! My hopes and dreams fell
■ Are you satisfied yet?
； Are you trying to make my life a living hell?
i How do you live with yourself?
i Trying to hide the truth
；And speaking all those lies
Karma is going to jump up and bite your a
For what you said to me over the phone

No echoes n the hs!l.
A picture on the mantel piece.

Now no one's there at all.

Michelle Frazier

�l omier head f the police department, he lived happily with his young wife and two
beautiful daughters. Bui lhe\ were gone now. taken away by the \va\e of death and violence. 1 lc

ground his leuth: no one could see him as weak.
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that people really responded Well to. One highlight of his former job. "Couple ol kids. George
sighed as .Anthony finished his thought, -round'em rummaging among the wreck.” Romeo gave

a nodded an allowed them entrance. He'd look in on them laiur on. For now the moonlighl

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oblivion searching hopefull、to lind relief and regain security. An untouchable dream kept alixe

young man stood watch over their small shelter. Covered in

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hrui心 vsere dressed. She was onh about six. Poor soul. Her clothes were ripped and dirty. and a

yellow teddy bear was worn with love and fear, always close by her.

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eyes clutched a small lealher bound book, with a small blue wax seal. He screamed whenever
anyone got near him. Was it fear, or something more?

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in his voice, all Romeo had to do was eive him a stem glare and this matiercd was sell led.
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paused as if wailed ibr something. “And noJ didn't take the book from him" Romeo let oui a

long exaggerated sighed, he wivs annoyed.

Any family to speak of? "No, he lived with an older brother. Well...you knowAnd

he did know, he knew far too well what bad happened. "Well, thank you for your help: I'll see
what I cun do for him now."'
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in the boy *s left hand the slightest touch would knock it off onto lhe linoleum lloors. lie took his
opening and snatched the small brovsn leather book.

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conlents. finally he slowh untied it.
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who die.' He tliought it over: he understood this more than anyone else here. I lipping through its
pages were photos of a young man in an arms uniibmi. a lamih together tor a cook out. and a

small set of army dog tags. He snapped it shut. No more memories. He had no right in this boy's

book. lie settled it back doun onio the floor next to the young boy. Romeo left him io gather his
strength and rest for the night

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                    <text>�Heroes come in all shapes and sizes, but what does it mean to be a hero? Do you
have to wear a cape? Must one have extraordinary abilities? Is it necessary to have more
than one identity? How about having a special hero name? Well, when you think about it,
many of these are trick questions. Look very closely at the person sitting next to you. If you
were io truly get to know them, you would recognize that they have some extraordinary
ability. It may be untapped presently, but it is there. Additionally, we all have more than one
identity. Wc arc sons, daughters, brothers, sisters, students, employees, friends, and foes
just to name a few. I think that it is interesting that the individuals who look up to us most
or to whom we revere, often have special hero names that only they share with each other.

The truth of the matter is that heroes surround ns, and each of us has our own
definition of the word hero because we all have individual needs, and heroes do after all rake
care of our most urgent needs. Another point to consider is that our needs change as we
mature, so an individual who we may think of as a hero now, would perhaps not have been
considered such when wc were young children and vice versa.
This summer, you have all worked together on teams that had superhero identities. I
would like to tell you the story of how that theme came to be. While training our group of
TCs, I recognized that they were indeed one of the most diversely talented group of team
leaders that I had ever had the opportunity to bring together. I was very honest in telling
them that they were like my team of superheroes. On most days, you will find that they do
not wear their capes, although we all have witnessed sightings. They arc ordinary people
like you and me, but they all don a special hero name that begins with TC, RD, or ARD.
They definitely have extraordinary abilities....each one possessing a power of his or her
OWn. However, one power that they all share is that they have had the amazing ability create
teams of superheroes by helping to tap into the extraordinary abilities of each team
member. Just like any skill, superpowers must be honed with time and effort. This summer
is just the beginning. Take the seeds that you have sewn tliis summer, and give them all the
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with our education. Ir rakes a lot of strength and courage
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awesome, even ream sports minus all of the injuries!
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our tkne
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every step for the rest of our high school career.
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Paine Rogers
Composition

Composition
14 July 2010

Fanner's Market
There is nothing better to do on a Thursday in Northeastern Pennsylvania than spending:
Wiikes^Barre*7pubiic*Square. There are many sights and sounch
day at the Fanner's Market at
—~~a----and things to do. The fhnner's market consists of many things. Vendors sell food and produce,
people talk and listen to the band, and everyone enjoys the weather.
__ vendors
____
:二一
22fruits
J and' vegetables
-----First,
sell
food and produce. 7Fresh
areavailable. More
food can also be purchased. The smell of sandwiches and frozen treats glide through the air.
Sneaky vendors try to convince buyers to purchase their products. Candy satisfies a person's
sweet tooth.
Next, people talk and listen to the band. Bosses, co-workers, students, friends, and
femily all have a good time roaming the Public Square ofWilkes-Barre. Many people just go to
grab a bite to eat or talk with friends. Bands rock out on the stage. They try their best to show
what they have in the rock and roll world. Many people who woric in the area come during their
lunch break.
Finally, everyone enjoys the weather. The fanner^ market runs from June through
November. The weather ranges from excessive heat to falling leaves. It is not run in the winter
due to freezing temperatures and a chance of snow. Just pray that the weather does not result in
blinding downpour. The weather plays a big factor during the Farmer's Market. If a person
decides to go to the Fanner's Market, plan accordingly to the weather.
There are many sights and sounds and things to do at the Fanner's Market at WilkesBarre's Public Square. Vendors sell food and produce, people talk and listen to the band, and
everyone enjoys the weather. The fanner's market runs from June through November. But, for
many citizens, bosses, co-workers, students, and families, there is nothing better than spending a
Thursday at the Fanner's .Market at Wilkes-Barre's Public Square in Northeastern Pennsylvania.

Wilkes-Barre

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Wliafs better than getting ail five of your senses tickled? Well, at the
Furmcr's Market, that happens. From smelling and tasting the greasesaturated fuuds and the finest Cuban Cigars to seeing and hearing music and
t)ands lo reeling Hie ^et heat - the farmer's Market has it all.
grease wafts through the normally fresh air, il draws a huge crowd.
It let's everybody know that the Farmer's Market is in town. Then the
pungent smell of cigars near bracelet stands cuts through the delicious air like
a knife. Once your nose becomes adjusted to the grease and cigars, the smell
of food fills youi1 nostrils and nothing else seems to matter. The scent
practically Iifl5 you off your feel and carries you to y(iur stand of ehojee.
Hillside Farms, with their truck painted to match the skin ol the finest dairy
cow, lets you know that their ice ci cuni is the best thins »ruun(I. Or. maybe
you're dr；n\n to that local Gyro shop. Fresh iamb roasting inside, pushl哗 its
scent above all the rest. Your nose svilf J(»cale at least one stand for you.
\ our muuth waters as you brin&lt;&gt; that lamb gyr(» up lu your slightly
parted lips. Flavor explodes all o\er your taste buds as you take your first
nibble. Your bites get bigger as the animalistic behavior takes over, forcing
you to consume each anil every last bite. It doesn't even matter to you that
your stonincli might explode. All that matters is that delicious taste that
lingers, leaving you weeping for more.
After your fine meal, your ears perk to the sound of the band tuning
up. Music is about to begin. A small crowd makes its way to the area in front
of the stage and you've been caught in the masses. It's not long till your body
is moving to tlie beat and you've become a part of the pulsing group, dancing
to the beat. You're too distracted by the beautiful music blasting through
speakers to care about how sticky and thick the air is. Thanks to this, you're
drenched and you've barely even begun to sway to the music.
Soon enough, you're tired, ankles well over swollen and you can feel
the throb. Your shirt sticks to your damp body, mimicking your hair to your
head. Dancing and humidity should probably never mix, but you did it
anyways. You feel a Ioh rumble in your stomach, hungry again thanks to all
the energy given away in the process of dancing.
Now it's time to go home. You get into your car, maybe a bus, and go
home. Maybe you go to sleep. Your dreams are filled with the thoughts of the
day. The feelings, smells, tastes, sights and sounds - The Farmer's Market; it
is the place to be.

�A D角v ai 如
When I goto Citizens5 Bank Park
There is the smell of hot dogs.
But when xhe New York Mets fan shows up,
The dogs start to bark.
A winning day in Philly
Is quite filling.
The thoughts of winning
Dances in everyone's heads.
But when the home tesm loses,
It makes everyone feel dead.
A winning day in Philly
Is quiie filling.
The dash for the home run ball
Is like a war,
Bui all Fm worried about
Is the score.
A winning day in Philly
Is quite filling.
A blown save is Brad
Lidge's worst fear.
When Lidge comes in,
Ifs a win, win, win.
A winning day in Philly
Is quite filling.

By: Kyle Magda

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】—-- crural elements of the world earth, wind,
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mosee elements was heart.
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SE*C
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Ms "±5
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szrf.
her rower she can control any water or summon the ocean to
de her biddinz bv calling up waves or water spouts. Linka is from East­
ern Euroze and has the pov/er of wind. She is smart and loves to solve
Wth her povzer she can create small tornados and gusts of
土 Ms-7: is Srom South America snd has ±e power of heart. He has
knov.-ledge of the rain forest and healing powers of the great forests
plcuxs. Veth his power he can communicate telepathically with the
o±e- Planeteers and Gaia, he is the essence of caring and concern.
Kv.-ame is from Amca and has the power of earth. He is a conservationisr and has a green thumb fbr growing things. With his power he can
mm nmd inio solid ground, creaie small earthquakes, create tiny is­
lands, or small holes or nirrows fbr planting.
When all of ihe kids combine their powers and rings. Captain
Plsnei
Plsse: is formed through their emotions and souls. His weaknesses _
are
smog, loxic wasres, acid rain and other pollutants. When he is weakened he must return ro the Earth to recharge. He can feel other peoples
emotions and pain, even his villains, that is why he does not like^io
harm other people. So with his wits an£his
and his smarts he creates ways to
omers &amp;om destroy the Earth. He tries to make people understand that he will not always be there to help the planet, and that "The
Power ts Yours-. Heis abfe io :胃与
change© his
molecular form to change into
hi^molecular
e.emenisoiAeword gh as tornados. Hiss appearance
appearance represems
represenrs the
the
e气n,w血空 skj&lt;blue skm,野en grass hair, brown earthy
earthy eyes,
blood
eyes, blood
red chest and his sunlight yellow globe iiinsignia. When he looses power
his insignia sometimes flickers gray.

Corey Pedulla
Mrs. Krushnowski
Communications
16 July 2010

When it Rains, h Pours!

Have you ever lost a grandparent? Has that tragic event ever been followed by a
一-grandmother
*___ j___ ii_____was
.飞 匕二1~
i "h mn 1 llh, 2001
national disaster? When my great
being buried on September
it was a double whammy. It was an occurrence of evenis that even the most sadistic
minded person could not think up. The iragic death of a well loved grandmother, the near
death ofa very close grandmother and the worsi terrorisi attack to occur in our nation's
liislon around inc same day, occurring around lhe hanic time is unimaginable and
unthinkable.
\h grcai-graniinioliici v.as admitted inki lhe hosjiilul un September (&gt;'b 20()1 ahcr
sufienng from a massive hiiokc. ARcr being been dcml for a minulc and a half she was
revised by Ibc work of the nurses and doctors at Cicneral Hospikil. My grandnujlhcr
arri\ed al the hospital to make sure 'her mother
' was okay aQcr hearing th al she vvus
admilied. Right as she walked into the room lo give her wcD wishes, my givat
grandrnolher started lo have a seizure. This sUinncd n)y grandmother so much Ihat she
actually had a heart attack rigln as my great grandniolher was beizing. In just one day. 1
almost lost two very importm people in my liic. My grandmother wai&gt; put into lhe heart
unit at General while in\ great grandmother was put in lhe Intensive Care I ini[.
On September 7!h, my grandmother was released Iron】 lhe hospital and was
required to stay al home fbr two nights. She was not supposed lo even visit her own
mother out of fear tlial she migiii have a second hcan aiuu'k. My great grandmother died
a liulu past one o'clock in lhe morning on Sepleniber 8,n. Hie viewing was lo take place
bmh on Stplenibcr 9UI and September 10tt\ and the burial was scheduled for Sepleniber
11111,2001 ai 8:3() u.ni. My grandmother was not allowed to atiend her own mothers
viewing because she was having an irregular heailbeat. She was, however, allowed by her
doctor to attend the burial service.
My immuiiaie family has always been very close, so when a dealli docs occur, wc
ali rally around lhe person inosi aflecled; except this death was unusual. 1 here were four
other families involved in this death, my urcat grandmother's family, my grandmothurs
family, and the family of my grandmother's lv,o sisters.
My grandmother's sister's children were not B)nd of iheir mothers or my
grandmother. They seemed more attached to my great gnuidnioiher because of the money
that she gave them, both while she was alive and in her will. In onier ti)protect their
interest in the reward that they would receive from lhe written will, they tried to block my
grandmother and her sisters from panicipating in the Rmeral and viewing preparation-:.
Neither my grandmother nor her sisters played a pan in choosing the coffin, the
tombstone, or even the dress tliat their mother would wear ibr the rest ofetemily.
During the last night of the viewing, the immediate family of my great
grandmother, along with my grandmother, who was now in good enough health, were
allowed an hour by themselves with my great grandmother prior io her burial. Ii would be
an early morning die nexi day and nobody would be able to deal with the added stress of

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)rds to the deceased.
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7:45-5:1'：, 2.1：:. when we left the
i. As all the lamilies were
v:c Hi：至
burial： so ceverything occuriEd very early.
n；y great grandniolher and in a Iasi dilch cilbn
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“si心 going to a bcllci
普皿
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:：d h …Qus应 mi still being confused I wasn'i sure as lo why they were closing Uw lid
。二艺己 宁工&amp;2!hcr. who I still assumed was slccpmy.
The cdsktl v.as liiied into the hearse and we started our drive to lhe cemetery, wc
, mW: sround S:4Ua.m There was a large hill that Iiad lo be driven up to be near the
‘Eriil pic：. huL ill ere w as one problem. The hearse could nol make the clinib and got
stuck h niLd nghl al the top of lhe hill, So lhe entire liineral was delayed by a half hour,
col bcibrs one of the people in line jumped out of 山eir car and screamed, "They arc
killing ever.-bcuy!'5 now as a 7 year old I was quite confiised as lo exactly what he meant,
ailcr ail. 1 slill thougln my great grandmother was asleep. Il was then tlial he said, lhe
“I v- ：n Tov. ers were hit with planes,*' as someone else responded, "Ya and they just
atlacked the peniagon too..."
Immediately panic ensued, people were backing their cars down the hill and jusi
leaxinn ike burial, which was in progress, without saying good-bye, Everyone was airaid
thsi iheir kids v&gt; ould be let out of school and be home alone. My mother decided it would
谜 bjst ifv.r left as veil. When we arrived
arriYed home,
home, II saw
saw exactly"wliai
exactly wliai everyone
everyone was
田比匚 ahom. the images and video of planes slamming into two very big buildings was
于子心:亍予
hw
史:engrained into^my
into my mind, 1 went out and sal on the front
front'porch,
porch, my mother
溟 u me and asked me whal was wrong ai which point 1 answered, ltl doifi
wan： the plai:cs» in crash into our house."
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Ms. Krushnowski
Communications
12 July 2010

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Just by the way you'sit
you sit I can-tell what you are thinking. Body languagejells
tells more
than what an average person-thinks. When teachers are teaching they know who is bored,
interested, and excIHffing'theniselves from the conversation. Not only-can teache
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patting yout hair down shows that you，re insecure about something. Which to most
people is jUsx alack bf sel^confidence. Have you ev^ersecn someone place their hand
around tiieir mouth during a conversation? Ifs a common gesture made when people are
lying.'When someone touches or rubs their nose, thafperson-tliinks what is said is
doubtful and they're rejecting an idea you made without verbally telling you. When
placing your hand on your cheek to most people is a sign ofboredom, but that person is
thinking or reviewing their thoughts over. In most males^they stroke their chin, which
means noting more than they*re making a decision. ,".The most common and easiest body language i瑚diagnose is checking the clock!
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half the studehts-in the'class will check the time. As a teacher who has*to-teach
someone in the
topic get frusrrate4-to
frustfated.to know how any students are bored
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eyes may seem easy, but it's not. Wien
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strong confidence in yourself It also makes them question ■your
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contact with.someone, it shows power. As you see people, watch their eyes. If there is an
enlarged-amount of blinking happening it just means that the person is nervous. By
looking difierent directions also tells yqurfedings. By looking upwards and to the right
indicates recalling of aSemory.
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nervousness.
too, when biting your fingernails reiriember it shows insecurity and nervousness. While
"*' and' crossed, you have put a barrier between yourself and the
having your arms folded
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people around you. Really you!rejust
not hannv
hq)py with what i«?
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knew this but not only canit be a sign of boredom but nerves and /or anxiety has gotten
to you. And whether youlelbthe-taith pilot, we have all done this. Have you ever seen
touch their neck? That-person i 伊ving you a sign of concern of what is being
said. So pay very close attention to that so you don*t hurt other people's feelings.

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Nowadays, we all walk sluggish and do not care what
people- 呼
Nowadays, we all walk sluggish and do not care
We should all want to look
Walking quickly with an iqiright posture shows confidence.
like this! A brisk step may show confidence but a bouncing or lacking foot suggests
mat the
the person
p^son is
is comfort
comfortable and feels
boredom. When your legs are open/apanXws
shows that
safe with their surroundings. This occms most in males. For females, however,
g
st aa defensive
with your legs crossed suggests relaxation or may suggest
defensive position.
positton. It
it all
ail
depends on how tidit the leg muscles are.
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Every movement you do, every move you make, tells the whole wor., w a you
think Even though most people do not really know how the person knows, ifs as easy as
a
learning your ABC's, be careful of the way you sit in class the next time because your
fellow student can detect what you are thinking just from your body language.

Jessica Pacheco
Ms. Krushnowski
Communication
12 July 2010
Have you ever wondered what your futures hold in stock for you? I know I have.
Have you ever wanted to know what kind of personality you have or what interests you
have? Thafs where palmistry comes into play. This is the practice of telling one's
character, or future by simply reading the lines of one's palms.
Palmists began their scientific craft centuries ago, starting in India, and t has
spread all over the world and grew in popularity.
Palm reading can be an interesting science, but, then again, it has never been
proven with scientific facts to back it up.
The sole purpose of palm reading is to foretell the future of each person by
reading, so to speak, or analyzing the lines on one's hands
There are 7 imponant lines in the palm of your hand. They are the following:
1. Life line
2. Head line
3. Heart line
4. Girdle of Venus
5. Sun line
6. Mercury line
7. Fate line
I will show you how to read 3 lines, starting with your life line. Before we start, I
want you to take your dominant hand, which is the hand you write with. Please note that
this line does not tell how long you live, hut indicates how you will live your life. This
line is located at the edge of the palm above the thumb and runs toward tlic wrist, forming
an arc.
° A person who docs not have a passion for life often spots a life line that runs
close to the thumb.
o A person passionate about life and who livra life to the maximum often spots a
life line that is curved：
° People who have a delicate health ofteni have a chained life line.
» A person with a heart for travel often has life lines that are swinging outward.
The second line is the heart line, located towards the top side of the palm, just
below the fingers. As the name suggests, the heart line represents the state of the human
heart, both in a physical and metaphorical sense.
。 Long Head Line
Most commonly found in people who think and give a lot of thought before taking
action on anything.
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Straight
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Head AJLUb
Line
Most commonly found in people who values and practices clear, concentrated
thinking. They are also happier when things are handled and solved practically.
o Curved Head Line
Most commonly found in people who like to create and put into use new ideas.
These people tend to be more creative.
o Chained Head Line

�Jenelle Bruno
Usually found in people who are highly strung
intellectually.

There are a few things about myself that I will fail to tell people when I meet them or am getting to

know them. Usually there is one obvious question the brave ones will ask, having to do with my physical

that the pcrsontatheabiHty to see more than one

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emotionally,酒 well as

point of'view.
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usually iuuuu
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Usually
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in pcupic
people who have
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caref
just go about doing whatever they like, not caring about what others may think of
them.

Note: In palmistry, a head line that starts under th&amp; indexfinger shows an excellent and
brainy mind.

appearance. Three months after my birth, a big puffy mark made its home on what was my lower lip and
another on my arm and temple.

Naturally my parents panicked royally and I was rushed to the hospital. They were relieved to leam that
it was nothing life threatening, but that rd likely live with it for a good portion of my childhood, if not forever.
Envisioning pictures from my early years, I was always smiling and happy. My parents did everything they
could for me, but there was a rough road of elementary years ahead and nothing they could do would prepare
me for that.

Throughout those years, I developed a strong tolerance fbr bullies and it seemed nothing could make me

hurt or cry anymore, at least nothing they had to say. When I was ten years old, I went for my first surgery. I
was finally big enough fbr them to safely operate on my head and face. This was their first step towards
changing my life, and I was anything but excited.

I have had four surgeries to reduce and remove this '&amp;1111111成'',which is actually called a hemangioma.

Growing up the way I did does a lot to shape one's personality. Dealing with teasing early on, people staring,
and the questions that, al the time, seemed so hard to answer, made me develop some shyness. It also made me a

much stronger person. I have deep sympathy for any person whose life was altered in childhood by a medical

condition, and I am grateful every day that my problem is so minor compared to the complications others face.
After each procedure, the appearance of the hemangioma was much less prominent. The ones on my eye
actually went away all on their own, so the only one left is the obvious. Some people look at others, even those

of us with very minor afflictions, and wonder how we live like we do. It is very true when they say it's not
always as awful as it seems to the people around you. I never think about it, and the people who are close to me
and love me know that it doesn't matter to me. What they might not know is that it made me who I am.

�Pedulla 1
Victoria Pando
The smeU of sweet funnel cake, the sound of food sizzling and the sight ofpeople

eqoying themselves. Where is it you can
culture and irresistible treats?

g0 to have your senses swept into a breeze of pure

The farmer's market has many interesting items and mouth-

watering foods that will definitely put a smile on anyone's fhce.
The sound of lively music, greasy sizzling food, and the laughter of people fill the air.

People are talking, shopping, laughing and eating. They dance to music as the children run

through the water fbuntam. The cold water tickles their toes and they giggle with excitement.
A long line fbnns for the sweet taste of ice cream. Everyone's mouth waters, their throats

slightly parched, craving the cold delicious treat While some want ice cream, others desire an
icy cool beverage. Lemonade, water, slushies, sodas - many of these and so much more are what

people use to quench their thirst.

While looking around shopping for unique trinkets, many people stop to relax and enjoy
the scenery. The blazing sun heats everything arouni Benches need caution signs; their seats
now hot enough to bum anyone's bottom! The clear blue sky is looming overhead; the clouds

large and fluffy like cotton balls. The trees dance to the whispering wind, while the birds chirp

their cheery tune.
The fanner's market has many

interesting items and mouth-watering foods. It

is enough
to put a smile on anyone's face and a bounce in

their stq)I The culture, the food and the sights

will surely intoxicale you.

Corey Pedulla
Mr. Blaum
Creative Writing
14 July 2010
The year is 1941, the second World War has been raging for two years, and two people have just been
married. A young couple in their early twenties arrive at their family's mansion, the Kirty mansion, it has been
in the Kirby family for generations but all that will soon change. Old man or Mr. Kirby as most people called
him owned the mansion for the longest of the rest of his family, having made it his personal residence. The
groom inherited this lovely piece of real estate from old man Kirby, his grandfather. The old man was bom and
raised in this house. His life, however, was plagued with catastrophe.
When old man Kirby was just a child, his younger sister, was left unattended in the bathtub. When the
young Kirby went in search of his sister for a play mate he found her floating in the bath tub. His parents
blamed him for this. If only he had been ,*more responsible, his sister might still be alive". These words uttered
by his own mother echoes in his ears. As a 6 year old, taking the blame for the death of a younger sibling would
plague him for the rest of his life.
The tragedy does not stop there. When young Kirby turned 12 his older sister decided to drive back from
college on a late winter night for his birthday the next day. However, she never reached him; instead she was
killed instantly in a head on collision right outside of the Kilby mansion. Again young Kirby was the one who
saw the tragedy and called for help and again he rook the blame. If only he "didn't make a big deal about his
birthday his sister might sdll be alive.'' These words in his mother's voice followed him for years.
As young Kirby grew into a more mature teenager and college student the tragedies of the past began to
diminish, until one day he received a call while at college. **Hello this is Corporal Patterson of the Wilkes-Barre
Police Departrnrot, I am sorry to inform you that late last night your parents both passed away*'. Kirby in
disbelief and sorrow asked in response **H-h-how?" The corporal responded *The furnace was leaking carbon
monoxide all night and all day. When they went to bed they were suffocated by the lack of oxygen. I am sorry
son." Kirby abruptly stopped the conversation by slamming the phone down on the table.
Again as the years passed, the pain of the past diminished. Always remaining in memory but losing its
sting. Kirby got married to his college sweetheart, and had three lovely children. But the life of tragedy that
plagued Kirby would again show its face. While Kirby was away one night, his wife decided to relax in the
bathtub and listen to the radio. Little did she know, but the radio vibrated just enough to fall off the edge of the
bathtub. When the radio fell in the water it sent an electric current through her entire body stopping her heart
cold. She died instantly. Kirby returned home only to again find someone whom he loved dearly dead in the
bathtub. Kirby called the police and was immediately blamed for this accident This was something he would
never live down. His family would abandon him, and his children would eventually cease talking to him.
Mr. Kirby became a drunkard and rarely ever left the mansion. As he got older he became more bitter
towards the world and the children that had left him. The mansion still kept its beauty even through the lack of
maintenance. Eventually Mr. Kirby's drinking got to him. He became extremely ill; the doctor told him he
could expect to live only a few more weeks. His liver was destroyed. Having not talked to his children in little
over 30 years he thought of his nephew who always would call him to check up on him. It was then that he
decided to leave the house to his nephew as a present for his new marriage. As Mr. Kilby became more and
more weak he was bed ridden. As he was slowly passing away he had a look of peace on his face. It was as if all
the people with whom he had been blamed for ttieir deaths were sunounding him in a welcoming home, to tell
him ifs okay. Mr. Kirby died over night. Nobody other than his nephew attended his funeral.
After old man Kirby's death many people started rumors about how the house was the true reason
behind the bad and tragic luck that plagued him. But even more people believe that because of the history of the
house it was an omen ofbad luck, after all four people had died in it all assumed or known to be accidental. But
the young groom shrugged the rumors offl After all if anyone knew his uncle better them him, they were dead.
The young groom at the reading of the will of his late uncle heard to his astonishment that everything was being
left to him. Upon hearing this he immediately made plans to move into the home he had always admired, the
Kirby mansion.

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rcr only ha^g one sick care taker,
Upon amving he wes surprised ic s=s'二•.二s no decay on my of its exrcrior wood, and ihe
his uncle, i: was iz splendid condition. Ths 二-f =v=-\Hf arc his vnfs innns4iately started unpacking
inside looked like it wss dusted, polished, and -dXswn
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m^L Sadly ±ey would zot gel much slero.
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Around 9:G0 pjn. thsy wen: to bed. Righi as ±e newiytveds got mtc bed: they heard pounding on the
dc^Tistiirs doo* and ihe dcor bsll ringing. The grccir- (pdB tired hhg wznthi多。save his new bride from
having to walk 西wn the three flights of stsirs, went to the door. Just hs he uimec ths door knob the knocking
sid rin.£TQ2 slanged. He opened &amp;e door to find no one ni^e. As he Mned around, to head back upstairs he felt
e cold 盗士三 a^d ±e doer whs ripped &amp;om his hsnd and slammed sb二 Ai exactly the same time his wife was
hszrd screasing on &amp;e top floor. She fell two stori^ ono ms chsndelier ard was impaled upon one of the
candle which was a pseudo lighL Just as niis occurred he hesrd 诂h! sounded like his uncle's laugh and a
shadow spoil ths wall behind him. Without hesitadon hs rsa ent the door and to what is now Capin Hall. He
=sked the older wcnian who lived there ifhe could czll the police. When they atrived, the young groom could
no: be fb^zd. Ths old lady xold the police that when he got offthe phons he retunied to the house. A thorough
sesrdi was conducied 2nd ±e young groom was fbund hanging. One of &amp;e policemen upon seeing the groom
dzngimg Hfelessly &amp;om'"
raftersof ±e basement %-as quoted as having said, lWeD the poor guy looks like he
is at peace zt least"
Kiiby Hall, having no heir was taken by eminen: do皿in ana is now used as a campus building at
Wilkss UnhrezsiB\
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Lost Memories &amp; New Ones Gained
By: T/C Mark Congdon
Jr. for COM 398 on 04109101
ITg g undergradua^^t
University
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My grandma and I went shopping on Black
Black Friday
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in 2003;
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This is just one of the many memories I have with my grandma; however, since I left for
college, I haven't had
md that
diat many new memories, and some of the traditions we had when I was m
in
hi Ki school came to a halt I never expected to grow apart from her, and I surprisingly got
homesick often, thinking about our weekends together.
For instance, Grandma would pick me iq)from high school on Fridays, and we would go
to Long John Silvers to talk about our week, and would then plan what we would do with our
next two days toge&amp;er. Saturday mornings, we would make scrapple, peanut butter toast, and hot
ccffioa. But my fbnd^t memoriK are the days when school was canceled for a snowstorm or
holiday and we would sit in ftont ofthe TV all day, watching Guiding Light and Days of Our
Lives, Together we would watch these so枝 operas and would laugh and ciy at the characters.
We loved the tense drama that always occurred in their lives, and hoped thai our lives would
never become as dramatic.
When my grandma got remarried, I was so happy fbr her and my new p逐.After all, I
was going
_
to college in two monfiis, and I wouldn't always be there to comfort her and help her
do tasks around &amp;e house. I knew that my new pap would always be there for her, which both
saddened snd brought joy to me. It never crossoi my mind that these moments and memories my
grandma and I shared would eventually slop when I went to college. After I left home to pursue
my
my educaiion,
educaiion, my
my grandma
grandma and
and II never
never thought
thought that
that the
the phone
phone cails,
calls, visits,
visits, and
and the
the phrase,
phrase, "I
"I
love you” would lesson with every passing day. I never thought that leaving home to grow,
change, znd dev戒 op my skills would cause me to drift wayfium
awayfium the
tiie ones Hove back home.
丹吁塑-:乡,0211空胃吁符理坐皿枇派,pan-time job, and newly found friends, I
was shocked thzl it took two aid a half yeais for me to realize thai I also changed in a negative*
way, fbrgKtmg ths one I know aid love, my grandma. Theda)^ofiiTrealkatiOT
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CHQie on a
gloomy end cnsr February- aftegn. My mother, Bettya皿 had called me to tell me that
Grandma's healih look a turn for the worse.
"Nfark, Grzndma's m the hospital," said my mother who sounded as if she were crvine

going to be ok. Mother replied, “The

She men
then quietly
政皿 u“rGrandma
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seen you since Christmas break."轮票
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nght, I deMly answgi, -Soon Mom,
very soon; [will be home this weekend. All Gra^d^hki 薰;
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mid慕慕1:严如墅I构8或sb her
and do some of her chores
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wishes you would call or visit more often,"汨 my
y 皿。岫 I gently replied, *Tm soiry Mom;

tell Grandma I'm very sorry, and that Fll make it up to her! I promise! I will see you both this
weekend; I love you; please tell Grandma I love her too."
At the end of our conversation I realized that I wasn't a very good grandson, so I made a
vow to never neglect our relationship again. It's a shame that it took my grandma's health to
make me realize how much I value our relationship and how much I want her to continue being
apart of my life. But, I feel it's a blessing in disguise because I now have an opportunity to
rekindle the relationship we once had.
Even though I was maturing into the young man Grandma hoped I would become, with
my academics, selfconfidence and social life, I was becoming less mature towards the way I
communicated with her. Ultimately, I took her love and suppon for granted. I didn*t realize I was
missing a big piece ofmy identity, my grandma, and became saddened when I eventually
realized how I was treating her.
It seems we are often reminded that change and developing yourself is good, but
sometimes I find myself questioning if this is always true. I feel like I lost a part of myself and
my identity after I changed and adapted to college life. Since coming to college, I haven't created
many new memories with Grandma. It seems the world is always in a hurry, and we forget to
lake it easy, relax, smile, and enjoy the moments and memories we have had, continue to have,
and hope to have.
I know that I can't go back, bull also know I don't want to become one of those frivolous
shoppers that Grandma and I encountered on that adventurous Black Friday, who seemed to
' ,, wererude, and took certain things in life fbr granted. For these reasons, I
always be in a huny,
jadjusted my life by doing the things that truly matter, and making my grandma a priority. I
visit" Grandma more'oRen/knd I take grandma out to Long John Silvers while catching up on all
I have missed. Grandma*s health is also much better; I continue helping her with the chores, and
we even have dates set aside to shop and see a movie. Though we don't watch the so迎 operas
together during the week because I'm at college, we watch them when I go home fbr the
weekend. Our relationship is stronger than ever before. Grandma constantly tells me that, **Fm
happy you spend more time with me and look forward to our weekends together, just like they
used to be, but better. I'm very proud of you Mark!" As the saying goes, you never know what
you have until it's gone; I almost lost the relationship with my grandma when I went to college. I
never want to experience those emotions that come with almost loosing someone precious to you
because you took them for granted again. After all, it*s never too late to realize what is
important.

By: T/C Mark Congdon Jr.
Written as an undergraduate student at Wilkesfor COM 398 on 04/09/07

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Catherine Qiu
Ms. Krushnowski
Composition
26 July 2010

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Did you know thai as of October 1, 2009, the number of death row inmates totals to
3,270? Compared to the other states, Pennsylvania ranks 4th in having the most inmates, with 223
to be precise. Throughout the years, the number of inmates on death roll has gradually and
continually increased. Looking at this chan however, Pennsylvania has only had a total of 3
executions since 1976. With the number of inmates still constantly filling the cells of prisons, the
heated debate of the death penalty, with topics of deterrence, public safety, sentencing equity,
and the execution of innocents, among others, needs io be settled. I believe the death penalty is
fbr all reasons, a necessary act that has to be carried out.
Many people will argue the fact thatii is immoral io kill a person, and that what right
does society have to kill another human being. But are you really going to take mercy on these
cold blooded murderers v/ho don't even have the slightest notion of what is moral? These
inmaies on death row are not normal everyday criminals; they slaughter their victims bmially
and viciously. Take for example ihe case of a man named Marco Chapman. This killer murdered
a seven-year-old girl and a six-year-old boy in their home. Both of the children's throats had been
slit and they suffered stab wounds on their bodies. Their ten-year-old sister played dead after also
being stabbed several times. The hands of the mother
were bound with duct tape and she was tied to the bed
frame. She was raped and stabbed in the chest with a
knifb that broke off in her chest. She was later stabbed
with a large knife and left for dead. After stabbing the
victims, the killer burglarized the home and left the
scene. Are you really saying that we shouldn't execute
this heartless man after what he'd done? If so, you have
no heart. You say you're the better person by not
stooping down io the murderer's level, but how much
better are you when you're cheapening the lives of these
innocent murder victims saying that society has no right
to keep the murderer from ever killing again. Society has not only the right, but the duty to act in
self defense io proiect me innocem. Are you just going io dismiss all the innocent people who
have died at the hands of these cruel criminals just because ifs "not righf*? What: right do the
criminals have to kill an innocent person, to separate them from their family and friends, and
destroy their future?
But let's step away from the emotional aspect of this topic, and take a more logical
approach. For one, when people commit crimes, they will know thai the death penalty will be
waiting for them at the end of the road. With that though! in mind, if they siill want to murder a
person, they are therefore choosing io die of their free will The punishment of execution bums
fear into peoples' minds, making them think twice about what they are going io do. Statistically,
it has been proven ihat as the number of executions was decreased, the crime rare had increased.
During the temporary suspension on capiial punishment from 1972-1976, researchers gathered
murder statistics across the country. In 1960, there were 56 executions in the USA and 9,140

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murdsrs. In 1969, there were no executions and 14,390 murders,呼*二 &amp; 响
23,040 in 1980 after only two executions
v.iihout executions, 20,510 muden occurred rising to
.
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since
In sumgy. been 1965 and 1980, the number oi annual 噫:*嚣心 from
murder rate doubled from
States sk&gt;Toekeiee from 9560 to 23,040, a 131 percent increase. The 噂噫忠黑;矗;
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number of
of murders
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the number
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death penalty,&gt;life
inpnson.
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with
the
sentence
of
life
in
prison,
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it
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be
nearly as
only thi^itening these murderers 5
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as havmg the
the 6eadi
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were often
killed.
Today
work isC—an*；cr
oplion
and the most severe
punishment while in prison is the taking away of privileges that they
should not have in the first place. In the past, citizens perceived prison
as a horrible environment; they feared breaking the law and the prison
population was extremely low. Today the average citizen perceives
orison as a lazy man's paradise, and prison population is at an all time
high. Prisoners today have too many rights and privileges. They eat
free of charge. They have a bed to sleep on. They get free medical care.They get exercise every day. They get to watch tv, take college classes
and even earn a degree. They can work and earn money. Do you really
want all of our tax money to go to these murderers?
In addition to all this, if you sentence a criminal to life in
prison, you risk 以ving them a chance to escape and wreck havoc on the public once more.
Dawud MifMin who was serving a 48-year sentence fbr the 1973 murder of a cab driver escaped
and stabbed to deaih a sxorekeeper in a robbery that netted S4.00. You also risk the chance of
lemng ±ese criminals murder prison guards and other inmates. After they've killed innocent
victims thoughiiessly ouiside of prison, what makes you think they* 11 stop there? Another flaw is
that iiie mpiiso^men.: lends to deteriorate with the passing of time. Take the Moore case in New
Yoric State fbr example. In 1962, James Moore raped and strangled 14-year-old Pamela Moss.
Her parents decided to spue Moore the deaih penalty on the condition thai he is sentenced to life
in prison without pzrole. Later on, thanks to a change in seniencing laws in 1982, James Moore
is eligible fbrpsrale every two years. Putting a murderer away fbr life just isn't good enough.*
Laws change, so do parole boards, and people forget the past.
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One argues that there is a risk ofvzrongfiilly executing innocent people with the death
with the accuracy of modem forensics and DNA testing
restii today it becomes
penalty. However, v.-ith
very unlikely for an innocent person to be put on death row.
row. Furthermore,
Furthermore, it
it is
is a^ied
argued that
that the
the
rm如 Gf innocent people that may be killed is equalizedby thenumber of actual criminals thai
are set free.
The dezth penalty has been proven to be a very useful method jn
removing criminals
from society both currently and in the long run. There was an estimated
16,692clos^
persons that were
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Getting out of the comfort zqtc: a §enior,s send-off
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By: Mark Congdon Jr.
Written on 04/26/08 as the Opinion Editor of The Beacon, Wilkes University's student newspaper

It's hard to believe that this is the last issue of The Beacon fbr the 2007-2008 school year, and with that
my last article of my college career as well. It's shocking how fast time goes by.
TI still ---remember
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into
eSlocum
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-n myfreshman year for the learning community I was in four
years ago. I vividly recall during the luncheon the university had fbr
for incoming fireshman, the President of
Wilkes, Dr. Tim Gilmour, said io ihe freshmen, "Enjoy your years here ai Wilkes because they will go by very
fasi, and these years could be some of the best years of your lives."
I was sitting with my parents and I remember thinking, "Yeah, O.K. Four years is a long time away and
I couldn't even foresee whai lay immediately ahead." I didn't want to think about graduation. I was way too
nervous about fining in, making friends, being away from home for the first time and the hard college classes
that my high school teachers warned about. But, as a graduating senior and looking back on what the President
said, he was nght.
My time at Wilkes went by extremely quickly and my years here have been some of the best of my life.
But college can't last forever and this amazing experience must come io a close to make way for bigger and
better things.
Now, I'm not going to go on an on aboui my personal, physical, social and academic growth during the
past four years, bur 1 would like to ofier some insight that has helped me find success, make lasting friendships,
and get the full specirum of the college experience at Wilkes University.
Be yourself &amp; gei involved:

I'm the firs: m my family io graduate high school ana attend college. Needless to say I was very scared
coming to Wilkes
no one in my immediate family could oSier advice on what to expect and no one
could really console
fears. The only advice my parents gave me was to be safe, have fun, and don't forget
who you are and where \ ou came from. Though my parents couldn't provide me insight into the expectations of
the academics of colics：, iheir advice about being myself was always in the back of my mind and has helped
from the beginning
I knew tha: &gt;：- order to make friends and get the full college experience I needed to become involved
with extracurricuia: 2c::v：t：es. So my freshman year Iran fbr freshman class representative and won. I also
joined other clubj
freshman year like the Multicultural Student Coalition club and co-fbunded the College
Republicans clur，•、::: uvo upper classmen. Additionally, during my sophomore year I became a Diversity
Ambassador ant -fjwinded the Free-Spirit: Gay &amp; Straight Alliance. I also become involved with activities in
my major, com=：：:)K3：2：: studies, like speech and debate team, Zebra Communications, and The Beacon the
past two years.
The expsM”:、. sei
nad during my four years at Wilkes allowed me to meet new people and make lasting
relationships.
in extracurricular activiiies also allowed me to develop my leadership skills.
Through trial and error. : learned a lot about myself and others.
I encourage al； underclassman to take advantage of the opponuniues that Wilkes is offering. These
opportunities will assist you in not only developing you academically, social, or personally, but they will help
you to discover wha: you want to do with your life after college. I figured out that I want io be a teacher and
eventually a guidance counselor. I firmly believe thai if I didn't get involved like I did, it v/ould have taken me
longer to figure out whai 1 want to do with my life.

Try new things and gel out of your comfort zone:

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3. I'm
In high school I v,-as very shy, quieb and imroverted.
But in
nrea. cut
iu college, -I'm
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change? I med new things and got our 01 my comfort
outgoing, talkative, and extroverted. How was I able to c—
zone.
At Wilkes I have had ext'eriences that would never have happened had I no；警en
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on spenumeous raid trips toPhil£delphia andihe beach. Certain classes also helped me develop lilce dance and

Regardless ofwhai npe of personal^ you have, I encourage all to think outside of the box and tij new
things. Trynot to care wha: others think ofjx)u because that only holds you back. Be yourself, be real and get
out of your zone.

Be respectful of yourself and others:
Another importan: thing I learned and realized while at Wilkes is to respect yourself and others. I
leamsd 亦或 by being true io myself I was respecting who I was and where I came from. It's importani to realize
mat not everyone has ihe ssnie belies or ideas as you and even if you disagree with someone, you must respect
their views.
Wilkes is gradually bscorning more diverse, and I encourage all to try to get a better understanding of a
range cf culuires. By respecting othefs cultures and meeting new people from diverse backgrounds, you could
乎in many mentis; I know I did. By learning about and experiencing other cultures, I also was able to better
^predate and respset my background and heritage. By interacting with diverse people, you are also better
prspsred for the world outside of Wilkes University.
Don*t take time or others for granted:

The action or inaction you take during your undergraduate career at Wilkes is the foundation of your
future and h^jpiness. Dont take the time you have here fbr granied. Take advantage of the opportunities at your
fingerrips. Moreover, try nol to bum any bridges while here. If you mess up, apologize and admit when you're
wrong. Take responsibility. If someone does something that makes you angry or backstabs you, be the bigger
person and do vzhat's right Revenge doesn't help anyone.
Thou或 your years ai Wilkes may seem like they will last forever, everything does, evenrually, come to
an end. Stay positive, h£ve
h^ve faith and
2nd remember everything happens fora reason. College can be tough at times
with ac^iemics 2nd trying 10 mainiain a certain social image or status. But don't give up and lose yourself in the
process.
Gst mvoivsd and take advantage of what Wilkes has to offer. Get out of your zone, and remember to
always be respectful of yourself and oihers. Remember that your days at Wilkes are limited. Don't take them fbr
gramed and appreciate every moment you have in your classes, and with your friends. Time goes by quickly
snd ii
n only pes
gaes iasxer
免sxer as you
yg grow and develop. What you do in college will be the foundation for your future.
fuiure.
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for flip
the rr*et
rest nf
of your llife.
So remember
to enjoy
life
be
positive, be yourself and reach your full potential. I know I did.
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Catherine Qiu
Ms. Krushnowski
Communications
16 July 2010

Brother
"Oh, brother." This is a common phrase used when people v/ant to
express feeling of frustration and irritation. How
appropriate it is for the v/ord brother to be included in
this expression. Many of you out there with a
brother or even sister can relate to the emotion of
annoyance having a sibling who constantly does
idiotic things 10 either embarrass you and/or
aggravate you to no end.
I am, unfortunately, one of those people
who are relaxed to a sibling thai fits that exact
description. His name is Johnny, and he is my
chubby 12 year old younger brother. I could
probably make a giant list of things that my brother
has done that has made me angry in some way or form,
whether it directly involved me or not. He has tampered with my property
from dropping my phone cover into the toilet that had stuff in it to touchkig
and sometimes losing my belongings. He's spilled drinks from water and
soda to soup and tea. He eats my food even though he's had his own share.
Because of his carelessness, he breaks objects, intentional or not. With the
normal instances of shattering bowls and cups, he even manages to
somehow break a spoon. Another rime, he was just playing with a miniature
globe we owned. Out of nowhere, his arm spasmed, and he flung the object
all the way across the room. It broke, and even though he tried to fix it, it
was a hopeless attempt. Bui I guess it wasn't all one-sided. In return, I have
bullied him. I make him do my bidding, getting me what I ask fbr most of
the time. I steal his pillow and blanket that he treasures. V^^hen I was playing
Wii before, I got too excited and accidentally whacked him in ihe head with
the remote.
We've had our bad times, but there were definitely good times as
well. The nice thing about having such a weird and silly brother is that he
comes with humorous experiences. One time, my brother was walking with
my dad on the sidev/alk in New York. Johnny wasn't right next to my dad,
but rather trailing behind him a bit. He must nor have been paying attention
to where he was going, and he ended up mistaking another man fbr my dad.

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steamed something io nkn in another language. My brother s&amp;ce w ,,
:.But looking tack at the event now, we laugh
smeared wirh horror and shock. - ---------- ai it
.
For some reason, my brother
orother also
also Ukes
liKes to
io torture
lonuic my dad.. When* his
dad onered him a slice of apple, Johnny slapped it out of his hand, siepped
□n it, and rsn away. When his foot hun, he put ice on it, and later put those
ice
cubes
a VXIXUk
drink my
father was
going to
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During another event, my brother completely covered his eyes with
rw。stickers. He then decides to run and show my cousin, who was in
another room rather far away.
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Consequently, he smashes his head
off the edge of a wall, making a
,.-r
dent right above his eye as well as
on the wall. Bleeding now from the
cut in his eyebrow, he calls out for
his mom, who was watching tv at
.5
the time. She tells him to wait unril
her drama she was watching
finished. My cousin tells my brother
ere—!ss. 1 vzonder U mat
to shut up, and I think I kind of
ignored him then. Eventually, he's
= :r :he hospiial, but to this day, there's still a scar where the impact
was.

；hzc Always thought my brother was just a big ball of trouble, and
I srill do sometimes, but in time, Fve come to realize how
iirp37：^.-. r-e :s to me, how much he has positively influenced my life. His
3 Make
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=*© me laugh at times, and he is one of the very few people I
car 二t -工-• •uh being completely myself and not needing to constrain
beinj;:? ■- pe-。:: I really am. I would never wholeheartedly wish him out of
my -：.二厂二二
Ar.d aithough
iiiougn he'll
hu 11 stan
start to
to drift
drift from
from my
my life,
life, whether
whether II want
wsnt him
him to
or no:. I'：： reasure ±ese memories I had with him and of course him,
becsuse I never know v/hen I might lose him.

rrur.:

Corey Pedulla
RD Sarah

Photography
27 July 2010

The Eagles Abreasi

The eagles perched on lop of their large podiums, built upon the market srreet bridge
have sat unabated fbr decades. They sit with their heads cocked high in opposite directions as if
they are the protectors of the passage berween East and West. Without them the bridge would be
void of all character and being. Without these eagles and their beautiful gallivanting wings
spread high in a forceful protecting manor, the bridge so many depend on would have been
washed away by the acts of nature that have attacked the bridge without purpose for years.
Through the long history these eagles have stood erect a top the market street bridge. The
Bridge with its gallant glinering eagles has been around for nearly Eighty-one years. It has
withstood the flood of 1936,1972,1974, and 2006. This beautiful piece of concrete and steel has
been a symbol of the Wyoming Valley ns entire existence, not only this but it has served as a
main means of getting &amp;om East to West fbr iis entire exisience. This beautiful work of an is
worth more than 1,000 words.

�Who Would of Guessed?

By: Hayley Macuga

A iaurrey tc a long way begins here. The Kenia family shares this old house in
downtown Wilkes-Bsrre. The house was built in the early 1850s. The Kenia residence bui t on

Sarah Tabaka
Composition
A Handful of Shells

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this lovely structure to their home. It was used iong ago for Mrs.Kenia
have a more dramatic
and driver along with Mr. &amp; Mrs.Kenia
entry to home. V/hen the weather wss bad the horse
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also built to be different from
not get wet because of the shelter. The structure was

Walking through the shallov/s
My toes in the sand
Low Tide's brought fbam to my ankles
And put shells in my hands.

other homes in the neighborhood.
put into place along with the structure. Each brick was placed in a
Ths brick road was f
different p=t:em snd each family member pisced a brick. Before placing each brick they would

With the salt in ihe air and the rush of the sea,
Nowhere else can a person fee] so carefree.

hsvs to kiss it end put the kissed side face down. The Kenia's still are residents to the home.
Hcv.-ever, now the long and windy brick road is never touched. The Kenia residence calls it their

road to never ending memories.

My mends and I build a sandcastle
And satisfied, in it we stay Sun kissed queens of the beach,
If only for a day.

With the salt in the air and the rush of the sea,
Nowhere else can a person feel so carefree.
Long, cool, dark nights
Spent BS'ing with friends.
Sitting 'round green driftwood fire
Makes us wish they*d never end.

With the sail in the air and the rush of the sea,
Nowhere else can a person feel so carefree.
Sun-up or sun-down
In rain or sunshine
This is where Fd choose
To spend all my time.
With the sail in the air and the rush of the sea.
Nowhere else can a person feel so carefree.

�Gay Rights by Corey Pedulla

Sarah Tabakz
ComDOsiuon
Mr. Bl sum
7/2I/W
Unfinished Frog
icday's society ihat have come
com? to be seen as common knowledge.
There sre many things in today's
Before cressing rhe streei. look both ways. The sky is blue. The grass is gree* Never Talk to
don,ii walk
around by
codes
conduct,
SiiaZlESIS. A； nishr qwu
WtiUK axwuuu
uy vourself.
vvuioun. These *w**~- -of
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som^iow “--.J
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K's common knowledge to people
everywhere, but rc
no nprcnri
person nnvwnftrg
anywhere
is common knowledge. No person esn be dissected, observed, and simply "known. Everyone
has thai side that no one esn really see.
,
I am Ssrah Maigsret Tabaka. On October 30th, my grandmother's birthday, I was bom
vdih a clean slate. Dzys faded to weeks and then to months. Calendar pages yellowed and fell.
.One, two, three, fbur, the years fly by. An infant grows to a toddler, and moiphs into .a little girl
who watches
washes the hands of a clock spin a thousand times over. A decade comes in which I change
from Ede girl to Fjeen" as my parents called me. On the verge of my 'Teenage years' I received
my Hrst CD pla件 snd CDs. Around me I watched thick heavy ice thin and melt away from the
iree brsnehes tha: burst into luscious green hues before slipping from the trees in new red, orange,
and golden suirs. Again: melt, burst, fall. Ice, green, gold. Again and again. Time goes on and I
sc right ala^g with it, looking, learning, living, and growing. In my time on this earth I have
—C~''
；r&lt;T rrraan
cyciW ofmelied ice, bursting ci"a11
swelling
gresn, anrl
and red, nranerp
orange, anH
and odd
gold SllitS
suits sflftd
shed hv
by 1the
limbs eftr^es. I am a collection of every one of these cycles. I'm a collection of every sight I've
laid eyss on, every smell Fve inhaled, every question I've ever asked, all the truths and lies
quesuon esn provoke, snd every experience I've ever had during those sixteen years.
"
Every experience in my life is for me considered terribly precious. Really if you take a
moment io 和nk about it, that isn't hardly as corny a confession as it initially sounds. Life is one
grea- big butterfly efiect Anything, huge or small and seemingly unimportant can change the
course of a person5 s entire life. Walk or lake a cab? Such a simple, 4*trivialn decision could
determine whether you are mugged, robbed, in a car crash, or make
* it to work on time. Every
occurrence, every action, every decision is a ripple. It
' starts ssmall and begins to spread
.
into the
fsnhest, deepest pans of your life. Such trivial things can be the biggest factors in not only
detenmnmg one:s future, but also who you are far beyond family
. reputation, social status,, or even
something so personal as a name. It was a combination all of these moments that made me who I
sin today.
Yes, it was &amp;om these evenis in my life, small and large alike that I was composed. It was
because of These experiences that I could not imagine giving up the name that I have given
definition to, for snoihcr. It was through these experiences that I became the puffer-fish, silly and
in love with The sea. Because of them I am today a bobcat, curious and ever observant. Yes, ihey
made
J me the v/olf； independent,
~
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bu： loyal,
f ~
preferring ihe comfort of° and' support
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the enigma that is the platypus, and stubborn like the bull. I share the playfulness of the ferret and
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occasionally the rwisxed humor of the hyena all because of the trivial daily and also extravagant
events in my life. Hcv/ever, in hindsight, perhaps Fm more like the frog than any other. Tlirough
、,u T
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cat- a
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~
my &lt;4c
days
I ermtimg
continue tn
to cVmricr
change,
no Inn
longer
a faHccla
tadpole, Rut
but nc+
not 、yet
a frog.
I am sixteen years worth of a person and I'm still a work in progress. I ?am a student, sister,
aunt, niece, best friend, girlmend, and dreamer. I am an unfinished fr0o Tlie'
daughter, sunt,
"w-二-3 events
that made me who I am have made me ''uncommon'' knowledge.
〜II am Sarah Margaret
Tabaka,
unfinished frog, and I would have it no other way nor by any other name.
"

"We hold these truths to be self-evidem, that all men are created equal, that they
are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable Rights that among these are Life,
Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness. Thai to secure these rights. Governments are
instituted among Men..." These words ring true from the Declaration of Independence,
written in 1776. From the founding of this naricn our motto has rung mie, *4freedom for
ALL!" Yet still, xo this very day, rights are being denied to every day citizens who just so
happen to be different.
Gay men and women are denied rights thai, al least heterosexual citizens, are
given on a day to day basis. From the right to marriage, to the right to receive benefits in
the states they are able to many in. The right to work freely and openly or love someone
freely or openly v/ithout being looked down upon. Gay men and women are not allowed
to openly serve their country, without being immediaiely discharged. Gay men and
women are voluntarily v/illing to fight and die for a country that does not give them equal
protection under law, which will noi recognize or give them the right to marry, nor in
some cases allow them to adopt a child.
Gays and lesbians are not looking fbr special protections. They are not asking for
more rights than their heterosexual counter parts. They want equal protection under the
law, they want equal rights. Many proponents, however, say that homosexuality is a
"choice" lifestyle. Well I pose to that person, this quesxion, who in their right mind v/ould
voluntarily choose to be shunned by society, denied rights, denied the right to marry
someone they love, denied out right or given a harder time when adopting a child, denied
housing, a job, a promotion, and have the increased risk of being beaten up or killed
because they are different? Homosexuality is as much a choice as the right to choose ones
color, io choose ones age, or to even choose ones culture, there is no choice!
Those who are trying so dearly to deny gays right under law use any weapon they
can, from the bible io the constiturion, and they are winning, why? Same sex marriage
has yet to win a popular vole in any stale. More so, 84% of Americans surveyed by
Gallup in 1996 said they support equal rights for gays, and yet thiny-one states have
rejected gay and lesbian marriage at the ballot box. Forty States have an outright
constitutional ban on gay marriage meanwhile 13 states have no law on besti函ity. In the
gay marriage debate, the religious issue of homosexuality is raised.
In the United States of America, when you are married you gain access to 1,138
benefits, rights, and privileges. So if marriage is solely a religious thing, why should
people be given benefits for being married, because that would be intertwining marriage
and law? If marriage is solely a matter of religious sanctity, then wouldn't marriage be
perverted by the addition ofbenefits, rights and privileges for doing something that is a
holy duty? Although marriage has always been something that is hand in hand with
religion, it has become pan of a societal benefit. Marriage brings the right to hospital
visitation. Social Security benefits, the ability to help with a spouss's immigraiion, joint
health insurance, various amounts of exemptions on estate taxes, family leave from work,
right to be in the same nursing homes, home protection and pensions.
Anotlier issue thai arises in the gay marriage debate is the idea of a "Chuck and
Larry" efiect. The idea that people trying to gain rights will marry a besi friend jus- to
receive benefits under the law. However, this is a double edged sword because the same
can be done with heterosexual marriages. Although this is an issue of legitimate concern,
there will always be abuses of any system. A man and a woman can do the exact same

�thing if diey wanred to; they could get married just for the benefits that they both can
receive under law.
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The uDon,t ask, don't tell" law was passed in 1993 as a compromise to allowgays
homosexual, simple
servo in the military*, just as long as they were not known to be homosexual^
put don't ask anyone, don't tell anyone. The reason behind "Don't ask, donj tell, was io
give gsys the ability to serve in the military. Although the original basis for "Don
“Don'tt ask,
don7t ieU,? was right at the ame, it has instead resulted in having almost the opposite
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amount
of people
enecL Instesd c fallowing gays to serve in the military and increase the
who volunieer, io dsic it has resulted in 13,000 gay and lesbian service members
discharge. 800 of which were deemed essential personnel, and cost the American tax
payers nearly 500 million dollars.
In 36 stales There are no clear adoption laws. Leaving adoption at the mercy of
a^ioptioii agencies, and judges. Although this can be good, because it does nor legally
prohibited homosexuals &amp;om adopting in these states. It does allow for judges and
adoption agencies to discriminate against couples hoping to adopt. One of the arguments
against allowing homosexuals to adopt is the idea that children who are raised in
ssdiuona! families are better offthan those raised by single pt
parents and homosexual
couples. Although this has been shown to be true in a lot of cases, a lot of successful
people have been raised in single parent homes, without a mother or father figure. The
success 2nd well being of a child is also determined by the parenting of the individuals
raising them. President Barack Obama was raised by a single parent and he has been
rsihsr successful, even without a father figure. Homosexuals, as long as they are willing
io give iheir love and suppon to a child are capable of doing the same as a single pareni,
or bsner.
As gay and lesbian couples get older their lack of protection under law, especially
the economic and legal rights become especially obvious and troubling. In Sonoma
Counij, California a gay couple of 20 years was tom apart by the county they lived in. It
all started when Harold, 88, fell down the stairs. Immediately the county staned their
e5bns agains: Clay, 77. They started by confining Harold to a nursing home and putting
Clay in a different one, involuntarily. Even though the couple had proper paper work to
allow for them ic lake care of each other in the event that one of them became ill, the
county pressed for Harold's care in court, they won partial care by claiming Clay was
only a roomnate. They also prevented Clay from visiting or being involved in Harold's
care. They then proceeded to auction off all of Clay and Harold's possessions without
detenninmg whose possessions were whose. Although this was a grave injustice and a
very rars oecuirsnce, I pose This question, would this have happen to a straight couple? If
homosexuals v. ere allowed to
io be married, this could have been prevented, and Clay
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membsr of the Justice League and predominately Feminism.
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Kragstzd awoke to find liimself in a dark, foul smelling room. He g。
nor know how he go: there, nor why he was there. He stunibled to his 止"
and walked trough the lone doorway in the room to another, even smaller
more morose room.

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the pri: ：■二牝曜.The last thing he remembered was walldng clown South
StreeL. o Jt eveiyihing after that was a blur. He vaguely reniembered being
pusr n into 3 bush and a struggle ensuing, however he also may have dreamt
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：:：jldnion to ail these troubles, there was no clear-cut way to escape his
prison.

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larger. There were barred windows in each room. Kragstad
decided to look out one of the windows and see if he saw anybody.

It v. as a dark and stormy night out; Kragstad saw other buildings and
v/all^'ays. but no people. The scene seemed eerily familiar, but he did not
knoi ., why. Al ihat moment he discovered a note on the window sill. The
note read:
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v/ith no hope of being opened. Unable to open the door he sat down and
realized he was in a place he had been many times before. He was in the
basement of Kirby Hall.

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smelling gas. Unable to do anything else Kragstad inquired as to lhe source
of the mysierious smell and sound. It was the hot v/ater tank; somebody had
punctured a hole in its gas pipe. Just at that moment the heater kicked on,
blowing Kirby Hall and all its inhabitants to pieces.

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How long have you waited fbr the fair to get the kind of food they
ziske? Well now in the summers on Thursdays in Wilkes-Barre, you can
discover new ihinss and have much more variety at the Farmer s Market.
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：,、、二Lie people and 1 almost forgot all the sounds, like the sound of
whispering pasr your ear. Tlien there's the laughter of cliildren ranging
all ; ej.rs. Also, the sounds that you hear every day, like busses and cars
pzss±z by.
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Suntan lotion everywhere,
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Hestv/aves arising from earth's core,
The waves clash on the beach like 衫 Titan's bolt
Knocking kids down with a sudden jolt.

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Mr. Blaum

22 July 2010

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knows each other well until each person knows iiersc'f
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himselfilierself every day. My name is Leslie Torres, i v. e boni in Brooklyn N.Y; my pareais
are Norma and Julian Torres. Some people may not think dial I'm daring and th# 1 go aitgr .邕；］
things that I really want to do. But I am and I do!
People might not believe that Pm daring since I'm a very shy person who seems kind of
quiet and not likely to do something like swim with baby sharks and other under water animals.
Yes, I, Leslie Torres, swam with baby sharks. This happened at Walt Disney World in 2007.
It was a first time I ever went there. Before we went, I was thinking to myself that it was
going to be boring and that nothing fun was ever going to happen. But I was wrons，Whro we
saw a sign saying something about baby sharks I thought at least this could be fun. A guy said
that we could swim with them and that was when everything changed.

It never crossed,my mind to swim with them. This shy person you、。s wing - you would
never think she would do something like that. I may be shy and quiet, but you v.o&gt; !d be surprised
what.yoji_cduld leam once you get to know me.

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�Ths History of Iron Man
The first debut of iron man was in 1963. He is identified as iron man because of his
armor he wears. His look has changed frequently since his debut. The only thing that hasn't
changed is the man who wears the suit and designs them, inventor Tony Stark. Not only does
Tony Stark have no super powers of his own, but the armor that gives him strength was also
created to keep his damaged heart beating, he could not survive without his iron shell.
Eventually his cardiac condition was corrected by a heart transplant, and a later that left him
paralyzed was repaired with a microchip. So even without his high-tech costume Tony Stark is a
mixture of man and machine, what science fiction writers call a cyborg. Exactly who Stark might
be without his armor is difficult to say. Writer Stan Lee and artist Don Hed&lt; initially presented
him as a suave playboy, part of a long tradition of rich men who have become masked heroes.
Yet unlike most of his predecessors, Stark got his income from a specific source: he
manufactured and sold weapons. Its undoubted utility, and there were hints that Stark was
ambivalent about his role. When his business was menaced by a hostile takeover in a 1979
storyline, he collapsed into alcoholism, and a friend was obliged to take over temporarily the job
of Iron Man. Stark publicly proclaims that Iron Man is his bodyguard, and to avoid prosecution
for his own violence he once announced that the man in the suit had died and been replaced.
He might have been talking about himself, since he is empowered by machinery and sustained
by another man's heart. Beneath his polished veneer, Iron Man may be the most troubled of
Marvel's heroes, forever fighting to prove that his armor is not hollow. Seeming to pluck his
ideas out the air Stan Lee showed something like vision when he chose the country of Vietnam
as the setting for the origin of Iron Man (Tale of Suspense #39, March 1963). In 1963
comparatively few American were interested in Vietnam, but before long the war being waged
there would become the most cnjcial and controversial event of the 1960s. For Lee, the setting
may have been merely expedient, enabling him to introduce the Communist villains he still
employed with some regularity. Later, he had second thoughts about his somewhat simplistic
treatment of the Asian nation's problems, yet Iron Man was a character whose very premise
demanded political intrigue.The protagonist of the tale, Tony Stark, is a millionaire inventor and
arms manufacturer who lead a seemingly charmed life, but who soon develops a problem, as
did all of Marvel's best characters. While testing experimental transistor powered weapons in
the jungles of Vietnam, Stark INS injured by an exploding booby trap and is captured by the
enemy. Fatally injured by a piece of shrapnel that is working its way toward his heart, Stark is
ordered to spend his last days inventing new armaments for the Communists; instead he
constructs a suit of transistorized armor that also serves as a pacemaker to keep his heart
beating. As Iron Man, he conquers his foes and manages to escape, but he is doomed to
remain at least partially encased in metal until the day he dies. Life as a Marvel hero was never
a bed of roses. Don Heck had the honor of drawing the initial Iron Man story, a rare opportunity
in the days when Jack Kirby Seemed to get first crack at just about everything. And, in fact Kirby
did have a hand in Iron Man. "He designed the costume." says Heck, "because he was doing
the cover. The covers were always done first. But I created the look of the characters, like Tony
Stark and his secretary Peeper Potts." Over all, it was Heck's solid craftsmanship that set Iron

Man on the road to success.

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Ms. Kjiiilwwski
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characteristics is the bunerf'. HutterfliK have captivated our minds for centuries due to their remarkable
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Freedom Writers
How would you feel if someone didn't like you just because of your race, or simply

because of what you look like? Would you feel disrespected? How about alone?

The movie "Freedom Writers'' inspired me to give respect to everyone. No matter
what race or color you are, they could face the same issues and feelings as you do. You don't
know what a person's life is like. You don't know how they are treated, so why make them hurt

more to the point that a war is started.

In the movie when one of the main characters said that she hated white people, I felt

disrespected because she didn't know me; she knew someone who was white that took her
father away.
People fight fortheir own race to get honored by others. What people don't realize is

that if you give the respect people deserve, you will get respect back in return.
Every day you see wars that are happening in this world. Whether it is fighting in the
countries or even in classrooms, we're all a family, and most people don't see that. Open your

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eyes and look at the people around you; they are just as important as you are. Treat them how
you would want to be treated. Give them respect.

�My Grandma's House

Maxine Fabrizio

There's a place I go where I feel content
A place where I csn smell a lot of incense
If you look all around you'll see lots of pictures
You might even think the place needs a few fixtures
My Grzndma^ House is really neat
I know it will sweep you off of your feet
The kiichen meows as I walk in the room
My O My! I forgot to feed the kittens at noon
I love me smell of her &amp;esh pasta sauce
Ifs like tbsz food, you have to watch!

My Grandma's House is really neat
I know it will sweep you off of your feet
My brother and I are always there
Sometimes I feel like we're in her hair
I love biting into a delicious Rollo
It makes me want to say t{Leggo My Eggo!"
My Grsndma's House is really neat
I know it will sweep you off of your feet
I love hearing my Grandma sing
Ifs just as good as listening to a king
My family members come very often
This makes her not want to go in the coffin

My Grandma's House is really neat
I know it will sweep you off of your feet

My Hero
A hero to me is someone who does the right things, not because they have

to but because they want to. My hero is my Aunt Joey. She is my hero for many

different reasons.
One, she basically is my mother. When i was 7 and put in foster

care she got me and my brother out and wejived with her. She does everything
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because If I ended up staying with my parents, I wouldn't be the responsible, strong girl I am

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�By: Marissa George
Do you have any fears? If you do, then one more couldn*t hurt. On the other hand,
if you don't then you will soon enough. I bet you are wondering who I am. My name is
Jack Samuels, I'm a teenager, and, likes some of* you out there, I thought I had no fears. I
wasn't afraid of anything, but that was iwhen anything
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newest, and worst fear, has been overcome I take nothing for granted. In one night I faced
the fear of all fears.
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It was on a cool July 14th afternoon; I was playing kickball in front ofKirby Hall
with some friends of mine. Rumors spread that the place was haunted by the ghost of a
young girl who was burned to death inside, but I refused to believe such nonsense.
Anyway, it was my turn to kick and I kicked it really high. The ball flew through the air
and smashed a window. The window just happened to be on the third floor, the exact
room that the girl died in. The door had no number; in fact it was never used. My friends
were upset that I lost the ball, especially James. The ball belonged to him so it was
understandable, but it really wasn't my fault. I decided that I would recover the ball
during free time so that I wouldn't be late for Study Lab again
After the world's most boring class, I signed out and went to Kirby. For some
strange reason I felt nervous the second I entered. Every step felt like it took an hour to
make, and I think I was frightened for the first time. Of course at the time I would never
admit it, but it was creepy. Every light was out and all the rooms were empty. I pulled out
a flashlight and started looking around. Since I had a good hour to myselfj I decided to
see if the rumors were true. So far it was strange, even though the limits were out, all the
doors were unlocked. First I went into the room that used to be a kitchen; unfortunately I
found nothing. Next was the used to- be- living room. The room was pretty big, but very
empty. It was like a normal classroom, minus the students and teachers. I was about to
leave when I noticed a box that I didn't see before. I wasn't sure how it got in there, but
boy was I curious! I opened it and saw old pictures and some possessions. There was one
picture that stood out the most; it was of a young girl wearing a bright green dress and a
golden locket. Underneath the fairly large picture was the dress she wore and the same
exact locket, except they both held evidence of the past fire.
I was about to climb the staire,
stairs, hoping to find more interesting items, when I
heard a door open. I quickly composed myself and pointed my flashlight in the sound's
direction, revealing my friend Jazzmin Golden. She was always poking around in here
during the day so I wasn't very surprised. Well she waved to me and then noticed the
locket and dress I had in my hands, "Where'd you find that dress? More importantly, why
are you carrying it around?" I sighed because she probably thought that I liked it or
something, and replied,** This is the dress the girl wore the night she died, I thought ifl
took it with me she'd show herself So far there has been no sign of this so called ghost."
Jazzmin continued studying the dress and after a few minutes an idea popped into her
head. "Jack let me wear the dress and locket." I just stared at her confused for about three
minutes before she continued.，*Maybe ifl walk around with you while wearing it she'll
come out. If she does show up then we can take a picture of her and have evidence that
she never left" I thought about this for a moment and then decided it was the most openminded idea that we'd ever come up with. "Quickly change, Til wait out here.,, She
smiled and ran into the nearest classroom; apparently she really wanted to put on the

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breaths to make a promise..... Someday, years from now, a boy just like him will show up
and she'll get her revenge." I was very frightened, my fear radiated from my eyes es
Jazzmin stood up, siill facing me. "Did she ever get her revenge?" Jazzmin shook her
head as if to say no, and said, &lt;sNot yet, but she will....sooner than you think."
I didn't understand what she meant by that iinril I thought about everything that
happened tonight. I realized, after a few minutes of deep thinking, that I was the boy the
ghost was after, but more importantly, I realized the ghost was the one person I had
trusted all this summer... Jazzmin! My face revealed my horrific discovery and shs knew
it. Her smile turned from sweet and innocent, to that of a killer. I begged for her to stop
messing with me, but then she disappeared. A scream sounded, but it took me about a
minute to realize it was my own. Fire seemed to swallow the room, like a starving lion,
and there was no escape. I tried the doors, but they were locked and really hot. I tried the
windows, but they refiised to budge as well. For once I was afraid, not of dying, but of
the pain. I would meet the fate that followed a young innocent girl, but I decided I
wouldn't share her fate now. Even though she did this to me, I refused to hold a grudge. I
relaxed all my muscles, closed my eyes, and waited for whatever was to come.
Sitting in the room felt like it had been hours, but it was only a few minutes. After
a few more minutes I opened my eyes to see that I v/as outside on the grass lawn. Oddly
enough, there was no fire, just peacefulness. It was a happy peaceful, like when you
realize life gets better. This peacefulness soon grew as sleep took over me.
Now that you have heard my story, I wish fbr you to guess my fate........ The right
ending would be that I never woke up, but you can think what you wish. Jazzmin still
haunts Kirby Hall, but I try to keep her under control. Just remember When at Kirby,
watch your back!

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A woman walks down the narrow lane.

Tilting her hat, she walks in shame.

No one knows her name,
No one cares to ask
Just a quick glare as you let the woman pass.

The Ladv With Curls

She's very old fashioned, on which you can see,
Sbe's very quiet withdots of patience.
Sitting alone waiting fbftime to pass,
A heart filled with tempitetions.
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We are in the 21st century.

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Sis sesined helpfesJiRka paper wthout lines.
Her hair thin with'bjondu'curls;
Her dress filled with diflcrciit designs,
Especially when iijwrls.

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Since we're both losing hair".

The place is secret,

Walking fast, to keep away from all the lies.

All the lies, she thinks a disgrace,
Another reason to hide your face.
By： Karly Mason

��Dear Mom,

There are many e)q?eriences I have been through throughout my life from the time I was born
until new. The most recent and enjoyable memory I have experienced is being in the Upward Bound
Program. This program opened many new doors for me. Being able to meet new friends, discovering

what 1 want to do in fife, and being responsible is going to lead me in the right direction on toward
coIJege. The Upward Bound Program will help me; not only for college, but through the obstacles I might

need to race later on tn fife.
When first Kmlng to the Upward Bound Program, I was shy and I was afraid to talk to anybody.

1 thought rry whcN sbe weeks of the program would be boring. After the first couple days, I made many

friends and 1 starred to become accustomed to the campus lifestyle. It is interesting to be able to
expenencs this situation while still in high school.

KiEhsdwolere share a specific dream. This dream is going to college. Many people will give you

neg3th-e thoughts snd say college is too expensive. Upward Bound helps me come to the conclusion
that 1 could go to 8也苹 and succeed high in life, without it costing me a fortune. There are always

to be obstc-Ias and struggles along the way.

Se%re I esmeto Upward Bound, I was unsure on what I would like to do in life. Upward Bound
snowed me so msny career choices and helps me have some ideas on what I would like to do. I think
becoming a ；t^
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rfits my personality. ~Being able
tho^histiU have two years of high school left, it is great to be able to get a head start，
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choiw!
it is strange that you are not there every morning to wake rr.z 二■*. !t
me up. It took me awhile to be
瞄虹中 a 血 o，dock 印时 morning. It was hard at first but I achieved Up^rd
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s!y nelp me in Endemics, but the program helps you become a 口荷而矗,aL
responsible, successful person. I am
teaming how to work in an office, being able to manage time, and, to have fun!

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Love you.

Trenaya

Dear "Readers,
手or aCC of those y^fio care, my latest experience fias 6een
Gfe cUcmgtng. I am in the. ILfnvarcC^BauncCTrogram at y/iCkes
Vnvversityj. 9-fere I get tfie experience tfiat I wilTne应in
coCCege, I also meet a Cot cfne^v students tfiat are dke me
trying to get tfie experience of college.

We are aCso takingfour major subjects tfiat -wi/T Be.
(earning next year. This ^wiCCyrep usfor ivfiat we wilTWe
experiencing next year, I reaCly feeCtfvis y^iCCfieCp me. out,
especially wft/i efiemistry. I am also taking a composition
class to fteCp me y^itfi writing.
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ongoing activities ancCfree time. This is ^vfien we get to fiave
fun ancCrelax a Bit. The ^orstyart is at study (ab. I Cove tfie
fact tfiat we get time to do our wor@ ^ut ^we sfiauCcCBe a£S to
taCk to each other ancCCisten to our music. I can't ^vait to get
out of study 血0 wAeti we go tficve. Otfier tfian tfiat, it is a.CC
good!
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Summer 2010
11 July 2010

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Body Piercings
How many of you have your ears pierced? How many of you have your ears
pierced more than once? How many of you have a piercing anywhere in your bndy oiher
than your ears? It has become more than obvious that in the last ten to twenty \e.irs body
piercings have become more ofamainslreani in society today. L\ er.\)ne who is anyone
has some sort of piercing that is encouraged through the media in some sort ofw^-. body
piercings are everywhere you turn your head: lips, longues, noses, eye brows, checks,
navels, you name it. They've been change Irom what tiiey originally stood for, into a sort
of fashion starcinem that has taken its loll all over ihe world, throughout history, people
have decorated and altered llicir appearance of their bodies in many different ways. Body
piercings is one of the oldest and most interesting forms of body modification, yet llic
reasons fbr the piercings are different depending on the person's culture und beliels.
Body piercings originally weren't wom ibr fashion, but because they represented
something tliat that specific person was trying to portray. In a sense, one piercing
represented a personal quality that the person who had it wanted to show he or she had.
Body piercings can literary be traced back down to the ancient times when tribes and
clans practiced this wnque art of body modifications daily. For example, for the
Egyptians, body piercings signified status and love. It was very gentleman like tor an
Egyptian man to have his ears pierced with larger gauged plugs. Thcrcibrc, plugs are one
of the oldest forms of body modifications.
In addition, the Romans also practiced this art with specific aims and views. In
other words, they chose piercings that they believed represented the way they were as a
person. For example, the males pierced Uieir nipples to show their ability and
effectiveness io get what needed io bt done. done. In addition, for 山c males to have their
nipples pierced shows their complete devotion and commitment to the Roman Empire.
一the
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enemy.'Therefbre if they felt intimidating to their enemy, then u is obvious^hat tee
confidence is higher and ileleal is physiologicallyf easier. For 山e Aztecs and the Mayans
though, a tongue piercing and the way the piercing v&gt; as done, was a pan of their religious
thought 』
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rituals. The tongue piercing was 亡二二!"
of blood-letting ritual.
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centuries pass.

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Amanda Frisouiis
Ms.Krushnowski
Communications
12 July 2010

The Sphynx Cat

My Hero
A hero, to me, is someone who has been there for you or helped you. A hero is
someoze ■who ssves you or someone you want to be like. A hero is someone you can
depend on. Nfcst people, if asked, will tell you that their hero is their mother or father, a
sister or a bio±er, another femily member or a friend. My hero is myself

rve never had someone lead me down the right path to where I should be going in
EH Ilezmed where to go all on my own. In my life, there have been people who have
&amp;ere fbr me and helped me through some tough times, such as my ftiends and
mOy, bw not even they can be there all the time. I can't count on anyone except myselfl
Ifsa
， Msh world out there and I think everyone has to leam to be independent at one
pom cr sxoxns-. My dad always told me to trust no one. I never took that seriously, but I
mat he means by it now. It's a dog eat dog world. When it comes down to it,
peep上 zre going to do what they can to forward themselves in life. If they had to pick
between ihwsdves and you, they*ll pick themselves.
i dsn i look iq)to anyone, and I don't want to be like anyone either. I will only
ev, 3三1 to be： and live for, myself. The only thing that matters in life is what
to do, 12 yen're
you're 0jpy,
hzppy, and if
ifyou*re
you're proud of yourself. I am where I want to be
LC1right
； , • now,
Ts more proud of myself than ever before, despite what anyone else thinks. I try to
I try to
be
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done me-wrong.

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most, tneyre gone, and the only person you have left is
s yourself Can you honestly think
ofsomeons that has been there fbr you every second and not
once turned their back on
you or hurt you in some way?
You can 1holdyourh
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need someone to do it for you.
Everyone has strength to grow and be strong
当欢唧'J 如、Hke to think of all of
this as a cegaiive, even though， you might think thaHt isJ*, push yourself harder and harder fbr w嬴 二.三 ,* It's just more of a reason to

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your own

What do you think of when you hear the word cat? Most of you probably picture
fluHy kitty like this, but there are many different types of cats and one type of cat that
I'm going to be talking about today is called a Sphynx also known as a Canadian Hairless
or a Moonstone Cai. The first time anyone ever seen a Sphynx was back in 1966 in
Canada, when a Domestic Shonhair gave birth to a litter ofldttens with a naturally
occurring mutation of hairlessness. But a Sphynx is not always totally hairless: there can
be tiny hairs on their body which makes them feel like a warm peach. But because they
lack the normal protection of fiir they are prons to sunburn and sun stroke.
Even though a Sphynx can have hair, they do not have whiskers. The skin of the
Sphynx cat is the color their fur would be, and all the usual cat marking patterns may be
found on a Sphynx too. One question most people ask is "Don't they get cold?" Well, of
course they do and if it's too cold fbr you it will be too cold fora hairless car too.
However, these cats are smart enough to find a warm human, dog or cat to curl up with or
they might even go under your bed covers. Since a Sphynx has no hair they can't absorb
body oils so they need to be clean at least once a week.
" A Sphynx is a substantial, strong medium size cat. They have good muscle
development and they should look like they have a bit of a belly as if they just finished
dinner. They have an open-eyed, intelligent face and a friendly expression. The Sphynx
cat is
i h：ghiy affectionate, sociable, and Intelligent. They are definitely people caf,. They
will o.
grej
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—when you come home, snuggle up with you while you're watching
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you.
They 1like
to hitrh'nrradnnal
hitch occasional rides
on vnnr
your shniilders
shoulders, and
and
thev e\ er.
(o give kisses! Since these cats are usually healthy they can live to their
late
p： early Twenties and they really become a pan of your family.,,
,
~ - ~、、Sn：：\-nx is a very patient and adaptable cat, making them an excellent choice fbr
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andd those with children or other pets. They are loyal to their families
anC cn i、attention and love their company, which includes playing with them and
ever 丁 : " fj-h. A Sphynx likes to have attention and some owners have described
ther . "T. &gt;、' ；'. cat"- with it twisting and turning in mid-air and other antics it certainly
can bt、numerous cat at times.
、popie
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all cd
Sphynx '..S
「most people with cat allergies find they are able to tolerate a Sphynx,
reacuc：:s. Hewer,
'the type an?severity of the individual's allergic reactions, there are still
but doendinu on t. Hvewidiiis breed. The average cost fora pet Sphynx m the U.S is
people who cannot
SI,500. You may find kittens fbr more or less than this. But if you want a
aboui S\03r&gt;-S'
d fbr show it can cost up to S3,000.,
-though a sphinx cat is very unusual and rare they are
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world. So if your strange』〜一■:---- ;
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My Hero

LIKE TO LIVE IN A

HAUNTED BUILDING ALONE BY YOURSELF? THIS BUILDING'S NAME IS

•- 二：二了三ero is my mom. 1 would say my mom because, for one, she is my

Kirby Hall. It was built in 1S73-1874. It is very old and has a
bes:三二二 二己 fbr szo±er, she's someone that I look up to.

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VERY DISTINCT ODOR INSIDE. THERE WERE MANY STORIES TOLD

Th? rszszz 土： my mom is my hero is because I can trust her. Everything that I
about this place.

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us, unless 1 s«iy that she can share it with others. She is the only one

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v. ent through a lot aj^^tbpk up to her bucausc i know how bad it feels

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evenlhing blzmcd on you. She protectSThe from things that will hurt me.

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nwrai knows exactly what to say at the right time and she will
二：■二w with every decision that 1 make. She will do anything to keep me

One Legend Teuls Of A poker game gone

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M：：=二:Z2Q =b.e enough to talk to about anylhing and she will always listen.

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deked rVho is your hero：" what would you say? If I was asked that I

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Kirby

CAN HEAR HER footsteps running up and' down the

STEPS.
SO ONE DARK AND STORMY NIGHT, THIS MAN OF
MYSTERY IS WALKING AROUND HIS HOUSE AND FINDS OUT

THE REASON

WHY THE WINDOWS ARE ALL BARRED UP. IT

WAS BECAUSE SOME LITTLE

GIRL WAS BEHAVING VERY BADLY A^D HER

- either physically or emotionally.

PARENTS LOCKED HER UP IN THE HOUSE AND BARRED THE

..二时 mom is one of die only people that I can talk to. The person

WINDOWS SO SHE COULD NOT ESCAPE.

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Good Evaning Honored Guasts, Ladies, Gantierren end Studsnts -

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Our high school years szem to have passed in c flurry at activities： courses a+tendze, grades attainad.
extracurricular activities, social evznfs and lesson learned. It is hard to balisvs that tha next fw months will sae the

Graduating Class of 2012 feeing naw horizons and challenges. Sor-,c of us may stay doser to home, soma may mo佬 Sightly
further away and yet athsrs may find themselves in a totally different conf iner.T. Where evar you may find yaursdf and

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whatever challenge you may have chossr to follow and explore - hold true To what shaped your -yesterdays; acknsw'adge dfid

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express cur gratitude for the wonderful opportunities that we were exposed to Our thanks must go io cH the craft_ar&gt;d，he
mana羿rnsnt of Lake-Lehman Jr. / Sr High School. We ere privileged to have attended this school. Lake-Branan Jr. / Sr

High School offers a world class educction - of that we have no doubt. As we meke a relatively^ffiooth transition into life

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beyond school, I am sure that the fine education that wc rctxivcd will stand us in good stead -time and cgtxin. Our thanks

must also extend to our parents and guardians. You have rsRaired committed to cur education, bu* rare imps riantly. ycu
have remained committed to us. You have stood by our sides, even when things may hare seemed a bit rocky - steadfast and

constant - stability in a time of turmoil, hesitancy and cur quest for independence. Today, v/z stand on the brink of a rtzw
chapter in our lives. Take a nwnwnt to reflect cn everything that we have achieve!. Tate o mogrf to look beck 血 tc s«

and appreciate just how fcr we have dl come Today is our opportunity t。acknowledge our ccccmplishner.ts. Serna rray hav=
achieved more than others with relative ease. Some may have had t。wsk hardsr...rroy havz had to dig deepsrto find the

resolve to continue to rssst the challsnga - and perhaps sere.■may have let opportunities pass them by? Eithsr way, tedey，
you nasd to acknowledge v/herc you ofc you may find that your high school years wsre yaars well spent. You y find that

you rcaret soms of the epportumt* that you allowed to 如by. AdvWed并 then, accept them and then pre* 十。rrw
on...to

tomorrow! Vou 心d to dare to dream to tedl that you can 2 tomorrow. Dab Ccrnegie Md, *The person who g。*

furthest is generally the onr who is willing to DO and 眼呷 This is the chafe that 1,« before you this ging. bare to
bs all that you can

be and then some. It is time to get cut in the world and mate $cn«fhin5 of yourself and preve Tc the

i M-jll make more opportunities then he finds." Thcnk you,
world that you ere sarraons. Once said by Francis Bae。" A wiS£ 田71

have a good night and good luck out on your own.

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—

Amanda Frisoulis
Ms.Krushnowski
Communications
16 July 2010
Change

Imagine grov.dng up in New York fbr 13 years, having a big happy
family and amazing friends. Then, when you think your life is finally going
great everything you know and love is taken away from you. Well this is
how I felt when I moved from Rockaway, Queens in New York to Hanover
Township in Pennsylvania.
「
Well this all started when I was
going into 8“ grade and my Dad realized
that New York wasn't the safest place to
be. So one day when I came home from
school he told me that we were moving to
Pennsylvania. I didn't want to move and I
cried so much that I convinced them to let
me stay with my cousins and my
grandparents to finish out the rest of the
year.
After that year ended it seemed like
my friends became best friends and my
family and I got closer and my love fbr
New York became stronger. I eventually
came to Pennsylvania and it felt like I left
everything behind me, my family, my
friends and all of my memories.
The day I left was one of the saddest
days of my life. I cried so much and I thought about how I wouldn't be able
to hang out with my friends and family every day. I also thought about hov I
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wouldn______
5t be able
run’ up 弋一一
the block and go to the
beach whenever
I felt like
it or take a train ride with my friends to the city, but even though I was going
to miss
liss that stuff I don't think that was the only reason I was upset. I think I
was so scared to come here because everything was so different, the scenery,
the schools, and even the people.
.
.
The
The first
first night
night here
here was the worst. Everything was so new and quite 1
just couldn't sleep, so I ended up thinking about my hometown in
Rockaway.
n —1c、，Eventually,
f.Etnollv IT fell asleep but for
fbr the next few weeks I was mad at

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items sold there. On a brutal summer day, you may want to invest in a pair of designer

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sunglasses for only five dollars, which are perfect fbr any outdoor activity. For those with
a sweet tooth, the candy stand is hard to pass by, oflering many favorite treats, such as

The Fanner's Marker

U k 二Q tc w in so little time, if s hard to qpreciaie all that the Wilkes-

candy cigarertes, jolly ranchers, assorted lollipops, or sour patch watermelons, which

Ek 七N^ethas to o^er. Uniiing the young and old, rich and poor, ii's good to

happen to be my favorite. You'll also run into the stand run by two Arabs that sell various

乙 a beaanfid Thursday afternoon. A quick run over on lunch break

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too many other items. If you are a fan of fresh produce, then you must experience the

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If you ever run across some free time on a beautiful Thursday afternoon, don't

7™ is 3 surprisingly large amount of diversity in the heart of Wilkes-Barre,

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hesitate on taking a trip down the square to experience the Wilkes-Barre Fanner's

v,n-h msiiy ptos and cons. You're bound to see old faces, whether on good

Market. With all of the wondrous items that this event has to offer, it's a no-brainer to

c- bid —and there's always the opportunity to meet someone new. The vendors are

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experience all that it provides. Take my word for it.

10 ssll whai items they have to ofier, and they make out pretty well.

C二czto ±s square, you'll first feel the heat and humidity of the summer's day

z toll oz yo= body. You'll also hear a wide variety of local musicians playing at

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face and leave a feeling of fulfillment in your siomach.

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many types of vegetables and fruits available at the Fanner's Market. You absolutely

匕。Never some are better than others and you need to acknowledge that

圣 sv=^;helming heal, you will need to decide which type ofice cold

沌二 *&amp; 以 tc indulge in. There are too many options, ranging from forty
differed Savors of shob cones such as cotton candy and pina colada, and the classic

%sh squeezed glass ofice cold lemonade. Now since your thirst has been satisfied
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to eat. The lamb gyros look

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States is about 440,000. So even tliough you are more likely to die &amp;om tobacco
use people still don,t ban that. They rather waste their time trying to ban and kill
innocent dogs.
But even though pit bulls can save
people's lives you never hear about it like
Weela, a pit bull who saved 30 people,
judge the Deed
several dogs, horses and a cat during a flood
in Southern California. After a dam broke on
Hot the Breed
the Tijuana River it stranded several dogs
and a cat on an island, Weela crossed the
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river to take food to them.fbr an entire month
Pit Bull a
.until they could be rescued. She also led a
rescue team to a bunch of stranded horses
Before sentencing
and ran back and forth barking to wam a
group of 30 people about the deep water they
THEM ALL TO Die
were attempting to cross. But if California
had a ban on pit bulls 30 people and other
animals could have lost their lives.
Some myths people use to try to ban pit bulls is that their brain swells and
growing until they go crazy. This is a myth that began a long time ago
never stops
s
with the Doberman and has now grown to include many different dog breeds. The
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whoever you are, you need one." These veryf insightful words spoken by journalist and author
Jane Howard are at the heart of this year's summer theme； Upward Bound Family: An
Extraordinary Tradition. The Upward Bound family is something that is very difficult to
describe to anyone who is not viewing it from within. Truly, this can be said for most families.
However, when asked to describe this particular medley of a family, our very own student and
staff population proposed the following: supportive, perfect, in unison, considerate, excellent,
friendly, helpful, awesome, loving, life-changing, spectacular, unique, eccentric, different,
caring, generous, close, fun, positive, understanding, appreciative, united, judgment free,
outgoing, or to sum it all up ....da* best!

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through work, school, play, or heredity. However, it is a rarity to depict any of these groups as
family. Nevertheless, almost anyone ever involved in the Upward Bound bubble'1 will most
certainly paint such a picture of UB. What is it that gives Upward Bound such a cherished
distinction? We truly are a jumble of characters from a whole host of backgrounds and
circumstances. Perhaps it is that we all share a common goal of overcoming obstacles to achieve
future success. Without a doubt, there is playful competition within our teams, but in the end,
we are all cheering each other forward. Given the assumption that this common thread
distinguishes our family status, I would like for you to consider the past governor of Oklahoma,
Brad Henry's definition of family. He believes that, "Families are the compass that guide us.
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branch to our family tree. Every residential staff member was performing their job for the very
first time, and yet, they took charge as though they had been working in synchronization for
years. The student body was predominantly new to our summer program as well, and their
support for each other was beyond belief. Our mostly veteran faculty made numerous comments
during our underground Wednesday lunch meetings regarding the cohesiveness of this student
body and their many strengths and talents. So, I encourage you to think often as you sail
fonvard, of the place that was established for you upon our ever-branching tree. Know that 2as
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supportive, life-changing, generous, united, judgment free, awesome, unique lineage. They may
not descend from the summer of 2011 or even from the Wilkes University branch, but they, like
you, will be Upward Bound and destined for success. Thank you so much for adding your own
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immediately got out of bed and grabbed my shoes. I snuck outside to the barn to see my best friend

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case. We fostered him until the courts had their chance to make a decision on what to do with him, I
heard my parents talking about him being "put down" because of his violent nature. I couldn't

handle that thought. I worked with him for about a week non-stop and I was surprised it only took
that long. But the coun gave custody to me and we've been together ever since.

To Be Continued...

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Percent Poem
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10% Daughter, a flower growing tall.
10% Sister, I have love for them all.

10% Firefighter, standing high, brave and proud.

This place is my mind

10% Out-going, even though I hate a big crowd.
and at times its hard to find

5% Artist, making art in many stages.

It thinksabout life
10% Writer, I bring life to all the pages.

It thinks about death
10% Photographer, capturing moments with then lens.

It knows about the knife
10% Family, and yes that includes my friends.

That could end its last breath
10% Caring, I have a heart of gold.

This place is my mind
And at times its hard to find

At times it makes you glad
Joyful as a 3 year old

Other times very sad
Making your heart turn ice cold

This place is my mind
And of times its hard to find
I go to see the present, past, future
&lt;All the good the bad the ugly

Though some memories are torture
Others make me feel warm and snuggly
This place is my mind
And ot Times its hard to find

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5% Scared, scared of growing old.

The last 10% is something that eludes reality.

The best part of me is my individuality!

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7;i the day she and Henn/ were wedded
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Even when King Henry p'sced Katherine aside.
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King Henry married Anne, and What a night twas it,
For tne people across the land had a Hi.
Screaming, "Anne is 3
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Some have the ability
Some have the skill

Others have capability
Others have will
Some take it to the rack
Some take all ihree's
Some just pass

Guards drop you on your back
Forwards like to take it to the trees.
Centers love to pin lays on the glass

Tnree years pasi, they had a daughter, but na son.
And the King was going through mistresses one after one
Then one day he met the bceutiful and che河 Jane Seymou-,
He fell In iove, and believed she could give him what he longsd for.
He nad to get rid of Anne for Jane,
No matter the agony ncr the pain.
He accused her of being with other men.
One and wo and three and ten.
The violinist, the poet, and even her broxher.
Although she swore she had oeen with no other.
All three were tried, and aii found guilty,
They were executed cruel and wilty.

Some are good at ball

But practice makes perfect

Although most are tall

They don't disrespect
Thee simple words: "'Ball is Life”

Most bailers live by them
I love this game
One day I hope to share millions with my wife
This game is who I am
One day the world will know my name

Al last it was her turn 10 be tried,
The court's verdict implied tha:she lied.
And was to be led to her everlasting rest.
When the sun ssrin the west.
Her heao fell to the execunoner^s nest.
King Henry was finally free to get his way,
and he engaged Jane Seymour the very next day.

Anne,s body v/as placed in an unmarked grave,
to the King, she was nothing more than 3 treasonous knave.
She was a queen, as you have seen.
She was a modern woman far that age.
She often engaged in politics； and made the men enraged.
There are many ideas why she was found guilty of treason,
'have given you one.
A selfish king is my reason.
Now my work here is done.

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By, Brennah Hartmann

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Who Am 1

Gabrielle Williams

Edward Flippen

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21 Jul、2011

Communications
100% Gabby

14% Family... Daughter all the way to the great (grandparents), cousin and niece
5% Musician... Piano, guitar or singing, it's always a musical piece

18% Hobbyist... Dirt bikes, quads and R.C Helicopters, planes and cars

6% Sarcastic... In or out. these words or thoughts do mar

5 July 2011

April 4, 1995.1 am born. Who am 1? I am a smart, young teenager,
whose goal in life is to make it to a good Division-! college and play

collegiate basketball there, in hopes thai ii vvill take me to my true

8% Artistic/Literate... To draw and write in boredom I do resort

dream, of being an NBA Superstar. That's me, straightforward thafs
7% Short... Ifs why I have a tall cohon
7% Insane... Crazy is as crazy does

5% Loving... I love fbr good reasons and just because
21% Friend. A day with them will always range

9% Always changing... Forever growing, I*m never the same

who I am that's my goal. In a little more in depth look at who 1 am you
will find I'm a happy-go-lucky, always laughing, and always joking kind
of person. Usually you will never see me frowning. That's what makes

me up that's what everybody sees. You may be wondering what makes
me that way. Who am I under the smiles and the joking? Or even why 1
always smile joke and have fun. Well growing up I think I've been
through about as much pain and suffering as anyone here. I've been in

the grasp of death multiple times as well as seen people die and felt
loved ones die in my arm. It all started when I was bom. I was born

prematurely at 7 months. As I was being bom the umbilical cord was

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Who Am I

Who Am I

around my neck and as my mom pushed I was being choked. Fortunately

began to realize I could be dead, but I'm a lucky one, I survived. Then

I was bom. The doctors said I may have problems with my lungs which

later when I was 6 my close friend Victoria was killed along with her

in later years have grown to be true because I have asthma. At age three

mom, she was one of my best friend's in elementary school. Then al age

I was in the car with one of my aunts in Philadelphia when she crashed

12 I went to the hospital to see my grandmother in Philadelphia while

into a wall. Although we crashed in front of a hospital my Aunt Bubbles

she was struggled with dialysis. I spent the whole day with her smiling

died because the hospital staff did not come out to help. They said the

and laughing making jokes having fun with my grandma. 1 gave my

crash was so bad that they are surprised I survived and came out with

gram a hug and said I love you gram and she said I love you too then she

minimal scratches being that I was only three. I was told about this

fiat lines. It was then when I realized life was too short not to enjoy it.

incident when I was seven. This made me really appreciate life and

Regardless of if I am happy or sad, I realized that 1 am alive I am still

realize how quickly it can be taken from you. At age five I was once

here and those who love me wouldn't want me down and upset. Thafs

again in the grasp of death. On April 17lh, 2000 only five years old I was

how I look at ii. So I smile and joke and have fun. So who am I? 1 am

beginning to experience a severe asthma attack as my mom was in the

Edward Flippen a smart, young teen who wants to go to a division-1

bank. I began coughing and wheezing as my mom came out of the bank

college fbr basketball and go to the NBA and someone who no matter

I was barely able to get a little air into my lungs. The next thing I

what will always smile and laugh no matter what he goes through.

remember I see a light and I see my aunt Bubbles. She looks at me and
says ifs not your time yet; it's not your turn. Then I begin to feel

shortness of breath and my lungs struggling to work. I close i
my eyes and

try to breathe and I hear we've got a pulse. From that

moment in time I

�Granoski 1

Granoski 2

I went to the Learning Station for Kindergarten. I would get made

Kailynn Granoski

fun of a lot for walking on my tiptoes by my classmates. The person who

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made fiin of me ihe most is now my best friend.
C ommunicaiions

When I was about five years old, I had hair that was the length of
5 Julv 2011
my back. One day when my sister was getting a hair-cut, I decided I

Who I Am

wanted one too, so I cut almost all of my hair off. I wasn't a very well

My name is Kailynn Granoski. You're probably going to learn a

behaved child. When I was around the same age, 1 stacked up packs of

lot about me that you didn't know. I hope you're not completely bored

soda cans against my stove. I crawled up on them, turned on the stove,

listening to me ramble and find some things interesting or funny.

and lit a milk jug on fire. Thankfully my house didn't bum down.

I've lived and grew up in Nanticoke my whole life. As an infant, I

A few years later, my mom signed me up fbr ballet and tap dance

was two weeks late, so I was bigger than most babies. My mom wanted

classes. She was so excited to see my first recital, but realized dancing

to have me naturally so ihe doctor had to suction me out with something

wasn't fbr me when I was the only girl on the stage not doing the right

resembling a plunger. As a result of this, my head was shaped like a

dance in front of an audience full of people. After that recital, she took

cone hr months. My mom was so embarrassed that she kept hats on my

me out of dance to save me the embarrassment.

head at all times until my head went back to normal

I've been really shy my whole life, bin I'm more outgoing now

than 1 used to be when I was younger. 1 didn't really have friends until I

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Granoski 4

got into high school because of being so shy. Once 1 gol into high school

shot put and almost broke her ankle. Another girl got a javelin speared in

1 stopped being so sh) when 1 realized that I actually like talking to

her foot.

people.

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I always loved helping people and after deciding I wasn't going to

e a sister named Taylor. She is two years younger than me.

be a veterinarian, I wanted to work in the medical field. I'm undecided

We ne\ er goi along with each other up until about a year ago. We would

about what I want to do when I graduate, but I think 1 want to become a

gei in physical fights to the point where we would have black eyes. Now

nurse. Wanting to become a nurse also has to do with my past history.

Last year I had my appendix removed. When I was ten I had my

e gei along perfectly fine and she's my best friend.
Since I was little, I always wanted to be a veterinarian. Fd find

wounded animals like squirrels and birds and bring them home hoping io

gallbladder removed.

1 have a tendency to come off as mean when I speak to someone.

rescue inem. I stopped wanting to be a veterinarian after every animal

I'm not trying to be mean, ifs just the way my voice sounds when the

ihai I brought home would die.

words come out. If Fm ever talking to you and I sound mean, don,t take
it to heart. I'm also a very sarcastic person. People usually take my

n e never really been an athletic person. I tried every type of sport
sarcasm the wrong way and become offended by it, but I don't mean a

growing 叩 but I was never good at them or liked them. In eighth grade I
word I say most of the time.
tried track. I started out running for that year but I didn't like that either.
The fonouing &gt; ear. I tried the field part of track and found that I

loved

Ifs a ven dangerous sport. Last x ear. a girl got hit in the foot with a

�Granoski 5

"Ode to Hello Kitty”
By: Kayla Luminella

I am still trying to figure out who I

am. I haven't had enough time

in life w tuHy ngure it ouL and some people never do figure out who

With innocence and never anything to say

This little white cat is something great

Hello Kitty is adorable

nie&gt; are. People assume who you are by the way you look and dress, but
ail comes down to what kind of person you are from the inside, not the

She is one of a kind
I love everything she wears
If I lost her that would be horrible

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If you have never seen her you might as well be blind

She is the kind kitty that shares

She always has different kinds of bows

And has no shoes
With multi colored clothes

But you probably didn't need a clue

She doesn't really have an expression to her face
But thafs ok with me
Because she is very unique

In my heart she is in a special place

She can be what she wants to be
Hello Kitty will always be something I seek

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Myjriends

Yo tengo dos ojos

1 have two eyes

Yyo tambien tengo dos manos

Andi have two hands

Yo amo amis amigas

1 love myJriends

Nosotras siempre tenemospapasfrifas

We always kavejrenckjries

A nosotros siempre nosgusta. bailar

We always like to dance

Ytambien cantar

And. also sing

Nosotros nunca. vamos a. la. escuela. temprano

We nevergo to schoolearly

Pero, tenemos escuela. en elverano

But, -we have schoolin the summer

Yeso empezoporqueyo dije 物血 me llamo.... ”

And. this startedbecause z said ahello my name is....n

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Mit/i comfort andsecurity,

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It's my dear Blanket,

ifI don't fiave it,

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The fabric is so very soft.

20% Life... me^ns more to me thqn my daily pay

for adit's been tdrozigH, I tdank it.

15% Son ... annoying my paints all day

If it s^neds effferent, Im -nuidIf I dont have it, it's a terrible cost.

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They know it 疝 the way to the great Cbina W^ll

Tven tfiougfi I use it as ayiCCaw,
I -want to bring it even/w/iere.

[f makes me who I am and it's ok

Like Linus, my btanket sfiouHffoCfbiv.

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�"Study Abroad and See the World!H
By: Melissa Cangialosi

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How many people can say that they've visited the Galapagos
r, all in the span of four and half months? I can. Studying
Titicaca, the Amazon and the equator,
abroad in Quito. Ecuador, last semester was the experience that
t：q allowed me to travel
throughout South America.

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During my first weekend irip in Ecuador,
I straddled the two hemispheres of the world and took the customary
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equsior to which tourists flock in order to snap a photo or two.

During a five-day weekend to celebrate Carnival, a celebration similar to Mardi Gras； I hopped

on a plane with my closest friends to a place untouched by time: the Galapagos Islands. Upon
isnding at the airport, it was obvious that we had been transported to a place easily equitable
to Jurassic Park. We were surrounded by iguanas, crabs, turtles, sharks, penguins, sea horses

and seals. The experience was surreal; swimming alongside sea turtles and sharks, and even
seeing an octopus, became common for me.
Another activity that would become a staple for every BCA-sponsored trip was a hike. The hike
v. e took in the Galapagos Islands was up Volcan Chico, an active volcano on Isabella Island.
Thankfully this trek was on an overcast day, limiting our level of exhaustion and thirst; however,
the rains eventually set in, making the descent muddy and treacherous.

After one day of rest and relaxation, we headed out again, this time to the Amazon. Here, we
took walks in the jungle, ate some grub, swam in the river, threw spears and shot blow darts,
went rafting and hiked in caves. We also visited a school for students from all over the jungle,
where they learned traditional subjects, as well as agriculture and other useful trades.
One of the final trips we took was to Banos, a tourist city a short distance from where I stayed.

Banos was by far my favorite place throughout my travels because it's where I did some of the
craziest things. We rented bicycles and rode around the town and up to see an amazing
waterfall one afternoon. My group also rented quads to see some breathtaking views. The
following day, we got up very early to go puenting - an activity not for the faint of heart.
Puenting is like bungee jumping off of a bridge, but a harness is used around your upper body,
and the rope attached doesn't bungee. Instead there is a regular rope that stops you from
falling when it reaches its end. The final activity was canyoning, where you propel down
waterfalls like you would propel down a mountain!

Since returning to the U.S. and Elizabethtown College, things have been different. I still make an
effort to travel and see new things as often as possible, but it's not the same. Public
transportation in Ecuador is much more affordable than it is in the U.S., making long trips
feasible. For example, a nine-hour bus trip in Ecuador would only cost about $9. Another

hindering factor is the workload here at school. In Ecuador, it is common for students to miss
classes without any repercussions. On the other hand, missing classes in the majority of
colleges and universities in the U.S. will warrant you a failing grade.

However, my experiences traveling have had an amazingly positive impact on me. They have
allowed me to meet a great variety of people and made understanding others a much easier
task. The trips I have taken have opened my eyes to other cultures around the world, while
allowing me to appreciate my own with more gusto.

A &gt;ew days later, my host sister, two rnutual friends and I headed off to Mindo to experience zip
hning for the first time! Zip lining is an activity that is becoming more popular in the U.S., but zip
lining in Ecuador was an experience completely unlike any other. For the small fee of $10, we
were geared up and began our trek to the first of 12 lines that we would whiz down, while
taking in the breathtaking landscapes. After several normal runs down these lines.
s, we were
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course was Superman, where you lie on your stomach and put your arms out in front of you
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�Summer Polis
Bejt Dressed： Stephanie Short 4- Matt Yatison
Nicest

Tiana KHboum &lt;v Adrian Brit。

gummer pons
TC's pet： gbeKKah Parsons + Kevin Fahey 斗 Austin Gray

Most Lively to Succeed： EdouKou. A^a- Ezoua

+ Matt Yatison

Nicest Eyes： Hayley Macuga +T&gt;ent Gray

Most UH Spirit： Alyssa Conner ^JaKe Honoosic

Best Hair gtevie potosKi + Trent Gray

Most LiKely to Become TC's： Alyssa Conner 中 JaKe Honoosic

Shortest： Tiffany Castro 七 Matt Yatison

Tallest： Alyssa Conner 牛 Steve Miller
Most Talkative： Gabriella Conover + Kevin Fahey
Quietest； Katie McGuire + WHlRchardson

Most Athletic： Amanda JimcosKy + E・J. Flippen
Most Artistic： Nathalia Avila + Trent Gray

Best personality： Maranda Keihl Dave Keller
Biggest Flirts： Jess Keihl + Kevin Fahey

Cutest Couple： Maranda Keihl + Dave teller

Best Friends： Aaliyah Massey 申心初 g-0$a
Trent Gray, Austin Gey + Kevin Fahey
Class Clowns： Jess Keihl + Kevin Fahey
Teachers pet： Ciera Gensei 4-Jake Honoosic

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Remember The Titans

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Jess Keihl

“Sometimes life's just hard, for no reason at all?' The

Haley Macuga

character Carol Boone in Remember the Titans said this in the

Kevin Fahey

movie when everything that could go wrong, did. It is absolutely

Amanda Jimcosky

true for life. As we grow up and move forward on our chosen
path, there are going to be things that are going to be hard.

Vivianna Castellano

However; with hard work； anything is possible. Dreams at time

Will Richardson

may be hard and seem unattainable, but you must keep giving it

Chris Mylott

all of your strength, love and determination. It's not how hard it

is; rather; it's how easy it looks staring at the finish line. In Re­

Stephanie Short

member The Titans, the team came together when it seemed im­

Amy Cherinko

possible. They joined sides, despite their differences, and over­

Gabby Conover

came what seemed like the hardest obstacles. The team be­

comes the unifying symbol for the community as well as the
adults who learn to depend on and trust each other. "People say

that it can't work, black and white. Here, we make it work every­
day. We still have our disagreements, of course, but before we

reach for hate, always, always, we remember the titans." - Sheryl

Boone.

We may not have it all together, but together we have it all! &lt;3
"The family you come from isn't as important as the family you

are going to have."-Ring Lardner

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semanas en ei programa de Upward Bound. Nosotros
somos mejores amigas desde ei sexto grado. Tenemos
much。en comun. Vamos a ser mejor amigas para
siempre. Cuando ei programa termina, perdere la
vista de eiia diario. Ella es graciosa y muy loca. Daisy
es como is hermana que nunca tuve.

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My best friend Daisy $osa is my roommate for six
tueeKs in the program Upward Bound. We've been
best friends since the sixth grade. We have a lot in
common. We are going to be best friends always.
When the program ends, I win miss seeing her every
day. She is funny and very crazy. Daisy is liKe the
sister I never had.

�Amanda Jimcosky

Vacation

Getting ready to pack,
Jess Keihl

Going away for a whole week.

Composition

Nothing to worry about *til I get back.
Ode to Pepper

A fun escape is what we seek.
With a crooked little smile and eyes so blue,

He is always beside me no matter the place

Time to get away

To a desert, lake, or bay.

He is my best friend with a heart so true.

I don't care where we go,
He always puts a smile on my face.

As long as we get a break.
Indeed, he has a very bad under bite

No one is a foe.
And tends to run into the door.

No reason for a headache.

With the other boy dogs he'll only pla

Time to get away
But this dog 1 love with all my might.

With him HI cuddle with on the floor

Because fl! always give him his way.
Many people call my baby a mutt
That's okay though because he is all mine

He doesn't have a pure breed strut

Which makes everything about him fine

As long as he protects me during the night
And will always be by my side when I sleep
VJith his adorable head on my chest

He may be a dog, but he is my knight

For he always comforts me v/hen I weep,
So in my eyes he'll forever be the best.

To a desert, lake, or bay.
The wind wraps around me,

Creating an abyss.

This place is the key

To my happiness.
Time to get away
To a desert, lake, or bay.
I feel as free as a bird

But soon I'll have to go back

To that place that seems absurd.
Relaxation is something it will lack.
Time to get away

To a desert, lake, or bay.

�Fahey

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Fahey

Kevin Fahey

my aunt was on her deathbed. I was talking to her when she said she was lired so I left

Mrs. Komorck

her to sleep. I went to the lobby and everyone went into her room.

2

The next morning I had found lhai she died during the nighi. This was the first

Communications

lime 1 had actually known a person who died. I was distraught until I found a note she

5 July 2011

had written me stating that it was okay to be sad as long as I was able to pick up the

Who I am.
“W ho a person is?" is a question answered by the experiences one goes through

pieces afterwards.

throughout life. For me, how I reacted to my experiences was more important than the

The final experience I am going io speak about involves my friend Malt. This day

situations themselves. My entire life I have had people who influenced me and molded

started with Matt coming to get me so we could have a game of football. Matt was 13 and

who I am.

I was 12. During the game, everyone was in an argumeni regarding whether someone was

When I was four, I had a meeting wilh iwo pre-school teachers who were going to

in or out of bounds. I got fhistraied and left on my bike and Matl had followed me as I

see if 1 was capable of schooling at my age. When they were just about io arrive at my

was leaving. 1 crossed an intersection and I heard Matl call my name. I looked back to see

house I w as in the process of moving my bowels. They were al the door and I had jusi

him coming across the road and he was struck by a car.

finished on my port-a-kiddy. I turned around with no pants on and they came in. I had

1 ran io his house to get help while a man who had saw lhe accident tended to

him. He was airlifted out and everyone who was involved in the football game thoughi he

just mooned them and I was embarrassed and hid.
The iwo teachers found it hilanous and instantly loved me. I found that first

was close io dead because he had lost a lot of blood. In the situation I believed that it was

impressions are not everything and that it is okay to be comfbnable with myself. By

my fault he was hurt and everyone was trying io convince me other wise. He was better

comfortable I mean it didn't matter who I was or who did not like me; I would still like

within a matter of weeks bui for a good amount of time I never lost the feeling that I

myself

caused it. I eventually coped wilh it and I brought myself out of the dark.
Another experience was when my great aunt Kale passed away. I was nine years

Everything that has happened in my life has affected me whether it is large or

o!d. I had met her iwo limes before the two weeks before her death. Forthose few weeks

small. 1 believe thai 1 have had experiences that will last a life lime and then I remember 1

most of my family had lived at her house as everyone knew of her deteriorating health

have only just begun.

except me. I think she look a liking lo me as we became close though our bonding over
baseball and cartoons. Then one night we all woke up and

weni(o the hospital because

�Stcfanie Short

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“Ode io Reading'*

Through every book across the world,
To every setting and theme.

They will always interest many girls.
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Involving sports from hockey io football teams.

Reading travels through each person differently.
Bringing emotions of sorrow, enthusiasm, and madness.

Fly through the air like a hawk.
Take the right key.

As long as you're full of openness,
Don't worry you won't have to walk.

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No matter where you are,
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Even if you're bored under the sun.

An imagination can take you take you anywhere

A book is a good thing io have.
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Reading can take your brain off anything.
/though you don't have io be square,
Especially when you*re having a pep talk with your dad

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��Amanda Jimcosky

Ode to French Fries

100% Aman虫

By： Gabriella Conover

20% family…They're the onesi care about.
13% athlete... I'm always sure

to workout.

They start off big and round

Some people like them baked

They can be called spuds or potatoes

Many times they are hot

They are normally piled in a mound

If you are not careful they can be fakes

They taste the best when matched with tomatoes

Many people say they are not

You can call this place French fry galore

They are often paired with meat

You may like them crunchy

A lot of people like them brown

Some people want them served with cheese

They can never be perfect no matter how hard you try

No matter how much you eat, you alv/ays v/ant more

They best be arranged neat

Some people like them munchy

When you are eating them you should be wearing a crown

You may get lucky if u say please

All hale the delicious French fry.

17% best friend... going on the tenth year.

17% girlfriend. He*s the one I hold dear.

9% musician... for it warms my heart.
12% student... ever since the very start.

10% future... You never know what will come.
But that's not 100%. I know; I'm not dumb.

The last two percent stay up in the air.
For everything else that to try I will dare.

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�Slctanie Shon

100% Hayley

Composition

20% runner••- almost as if I can fly

Narrative Essay

10% shy--although I open up in a blink of an eye
Changing Places

10% fami ly-sister, daughter, and niece

20% travel ler---I plan to head East
transformed into something else. This
During the years, many things from my life have
These changes could be for the better
transfbrmaiion shaped my life in various different ways.
or worse in lhe future, present, or past. In order to understand, I recognize the strange.
imeresting. and awesome events around me. Some of these changes I know very well and others
are ostracized.

to whatever my destination may be

Chmse can be anything from extinction to mall center or a room moved around in a
house. A comer grocen- store was an enormous tragic event for me. The store sold verjdilieenilv io even- customer who walked in the place. The spacious aisles permitted citizens
citizen: io
browse freely around each comer. Adolescenls from everywhere come back to this place at least

20% eating••- T m always having a feast
5% random---sometimes I' m off in my own land

once e\ en_ few days.

5% friend••- I' m always there to lend a helping hand

My first taste of sweetness began in the family owned store. Frequently and often,
daydreaming children hope to swallow a delicious piece of candy. A favorite of mine was
Swedish fish. My brother and I would play with the red fish eating them. After many years,
they sold colorful candy fish. When I tasted the colorful versions of the candy, I decided to stay
loyal to the original kind.

As I grew the store sold less to customers. The place is going out of business. It was
heanbreaking io hear the news. My brother and I had delightful memories in that store. We first
experienced the goodness of Swedish fish, and we tried other food items. Eventually, the comer
store was demolished and never seen again.
Memories will remain in the family owned shop for generations. After 1 forget the store
and possess other food items, I will become relieved of my sorrow. They provide many
memories
ries for customers every
everywhere
where with the friendly owners. From the opening of the store
around the time of the
* closing,
'
,' change will forever be in my mind.
and* this

many people are sure to see
10% determined—never settle for the least

�Castellano 1
Castellano 2

because you've been around them the most. When Fm around them I'm

\ i\ iana Castellano

very talkative. Some people don't think I am, but I when I'm with
Mrs. Komorek

people that Tm very comfortable with, I can talk forever. For example,
Communicaiions

when we have relatives come and visit here, they usually get here late,

5 July 2011

yet everyone is still up at three o'clock in the morning talking. Well

talking and eating.

Who am I?

Am I a bad person or a good one? Am I shy or outgoing? Small

I'm a huge of fan of food. Maybe you can't really tell because I'm

ihings like this make up who we are. Who am I? The only person that

little, but I eat a lot! I especially eat a lot more since my mom makes the

can answer that is the person asking the question. But then you get those
people v.ho say "I don't know who I am.^, To those people I say good

luck in finding who you are. As fbr me, 1 have a pretty good idea of who
I am.

best food ever! She learned most of her recipes from her mother and

grandmother in Mexico. So this means a lot of spicy foods in our diet.
But 1 don't mind because I eat more spicy foods than they do sometimes.

I'm an athlete. I love playing soccer and field hockey. I mean I
I m a daughter, a sister to one brother, and a relative to too many

family members to count. They all mean the world to me. Having a huge

family most of the time is really fun. It means having crazier
crazier getget-

togethers and having so many people be there fbr

Your families are the usual people who

have to be able to keep in shape somehow with all the food I eat. Soccer

is my absolute favorite sport. Ifs great because my whole family loves it
too. So it brings us closer when we're glued to the TV watching the

Gold C叩 and the World Cup. We're all yelling at the referees on TV for
you no matter what.

making a bad call. These are crazy times at the Castellano household.

you are most comfortable with

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Castellano 4

I'm alxvaxs in a good mood. 1

look at things with the glass half full.

And people should because well \\e only have only one life to live so

wh\ look at things in a negative way? I always have a smile on my face

I'm an animal lover. When I was in first grade, our science room
had animals that we could take home over the holidays. (With our

parents, permission of course) Well I really wanted to take home this

and have such a bubbly personality. I also see myself as being a sweet,

really big gray fat bunny. I remember being so excited when my teacher

nice and caring person. Like if I see a friend looking upset, I ask him or

told me that I was able to take him home. When we got home, we set up

her if they're ok, even ifTm not so close to them. You never know what

his cage in the living room. And this was a huge cage! It was one of

someone is going through so all they might need is someone to ask how

those cages where you just pop on the top and that you could put you

they're doing.

fingers through. So anyways, to feed him we have to open the cage and

1 m determined, hard working, and very unlucky when it comes to
sports. I \ e had a broken thumb, two concussions, a bone contusion and

a bruise on the inside on my Chest (which I have now). Not to mention
all the bruises that everyone gets. This all happened in the last

Somehow he was able to sneak around my mom's arm and fit through
the little gap that there was and got out! You have no idea how funny it
was to see everyone trying to catch this fat bunny, which apparently

could still move really fast, running around making everyone scream and
a tough cookie to break though.

Although I get hurt, I keep playing because I'

I'm determined to work hard to be able
to play.

we I mean my parents, tilted the top of the cage to pour some food in.

school

year. I only play two sports. Even my doctor says I should play

something like golf instead. But Fm

tilt it because there wasn't any little slot to put the food. So we, and by

be loud. Finally after we caught him and put him back in his cage, we all
m committed to what I do.
sat around and laughed so hard and made fun of each other on how we

t。get better at the sports I love
looked when we tried catching this ridiculously sneaky fat bunny. This
was the first time I brought home a pet from school... and the last,

So finally, who am I? I am so much more than meets the eye.

�10Q%.Co[nEetelv Me bv: Jess Keihl
20% music- my all time favorite song is " Zoey Jane"
10% aunt- my life consists of Zoey, Tyler, and Jace

10% hyper-1 dare you to to try to keep up with my pace I!
10% runner-1 tend to be light on my feet
10% weird- but 1 walk to rhythm of my own beat
10% marine-1*11 always be v/illing to fight

10% honorable- I'll be standing for whafs right
If you cant see me, open your eyes
This is all me; it's everything but lies

6/C!/'Li

��Ode to Harry Potter
By Kevin Fahey

My Mind by Will Richardson
My filvoritc place would be my mind
And when you go inside you* II find

Many » thing that are not kind

To the eyes or ears

Orphaned, the Boy Who Lived had a scar
Never knowing who he was

Listen to the melody

And here its divine comedy

He was a wizard, who rides broomsticks not cars

No when you go inside this place
For when he was young he lived with his cuz

\ ou' 11 see muny things of terror und grace

Arrived at Hogwarts, Placed in Gryflindor

And soon it will be time to race

Instantly made friends, Hermione and Ron

Awaj from what you see

First year he defended the Sorcerer's Stone

Listen to the melody

Year Two, in the chamber, tlie snake hit the floor

And here its divine comedy

Year Three, Freed Sirius Black, an escaped con

And gave Wormtail a loan

So when you nin from this place in tear

Fr&lt;&gt;ni many things ofblackcne&lt;i seer
And so it will be very clear

Year Four, he was chosen by the Goblet of Fire

'『he intention ofyour visit

Cednc, a fried, lost his life in a graveyard

Year Five, they called him a liar

Listen to the melody
And here its divine comedy

A philosophy came true as the Ministry fell in shards

Year Six, we learned more
About Voldcmort's, the Dark Lord's, life

Ihit on this final note TH state

I find my mind both grand und great
But Iiecausc I'll bore you at this rate

Hany's mentor, Dumbledore, was made to die

I'll end it on this

Year Seven, we bund out what was in store

Mad-Eyc, Hedwig, Snape, Fred, and Dobby died ；
at tlic knife
But Hany triumphed, relaxed, and was able
to sigh

Listen to the melody

And here its divine comedy

�Generation Z

expertise in the culinary arts. Shortly after acclaimed lawyer Viviana Castellano assisted in the

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proposition of a new trade agreement which would ensure greater cooperation and less antagonism

:ts the \ea- 2:56 znc Earth is a world ofpesce. Al! countries have been united under the
cf a p：=-.et spsnning government known as the Global Economic Union. Individuals thrive off

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ricn=5t work:n s capitslis: land of opportunity and personal liberties are at the highest

they h=ve

er been. Sreskrhroughs in the scientific and medical communities have extended the

aversgeexpectancy to 120 ysars. Humankind has returned its attention to the stars and

~orstn=- snycne cou;c have possibly imagined. After terraforming Mars, a colony v/as

startec； ■.•. n'ch

:-to rts own self-sufficient civilization. Both planets combined resources to form

over across border product distribution. Castellano was instrumental in ironing out the snags that
different countries were worried about in the trade agreement. Around this time a new sport,

known as Grifball, rose to the top of international competition. Christopher Mylott won over the

hearts of the entire world with his riveting commentary of the first ever Grifball World
Championship. The event attracted more viewers on more forms of media than had any other event

in the history of the world.
With new technological advances more widely available in every country, leading biochemist

Sc： Systsm =xtr=-sc：=-cxp：crciions; the first organization whose sole purpose was to explore and

Stefanie Short and esteemed doctor Amanda Jimcosky developed a gene therapy which greatly

=xp=nz ojt'A'zrc from Oixrtiny comer of the galaxy. After years of exponential growth and

reduced the chance of heart disease, and served as an unforeseen contributor to the overall strength

bbU was

made with advanced beings from the far reaches of space. Trade

of the human heard and was the first step towards life expectancy increase. At this point in time, the

三艺'wlvk ch—e zd mirton and newly acquired technology and knowledge led to a new golden era,

economic depression of the 21* century had completely reversed itself and new business

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opportunities were everywhere. One man had a vision for the future like no other. Kevin Fahey

crhl ch hwsnfty had never seen before. However, life was not always as heartening and

eridearirg =s it is today.

quickly became one of the richest men of the world as he was able to create successful businesses as

:二 s time v.Tten Esrth was facing a global economic depression, there was a frantic "war on

often as Donald Trump went bankrupt. Kevin became the major financial contributor to Sol System

terrcrv ~=&gt;v counmes who had previously been powerless were building nuclear weapons, and

Extra-solar Explorations. With the development of Faster-Than-Light drives, we were finally able to

在ease was 72工？由：in developing countries, it seemed like all hope for humanity had been lost. It

start expanding to the stars. However, our first extraterrestrial encounter was not a friendly one.

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We found ourselves in a pitched battle against 3 foe with superior military technology. In a last ditch

mt the end of the tunnel, or rather the end of the alphabet. Generation Z

二MWTorrn sornw or the most influential and innovative people the world had ever seen. Many

effort to survive the war, a special task force of marines was dispatched to the enemy's home planet,

-eb2t21顽相5 E5 bwcsuse it was the first generation to grow 叩 with access to the MetaPlex

led by Chief Gunnery Sergeant Jessica Keihl. This task force was able to slip in undetected and

(they knew it as the mtemet). Others claim that they simply received the most potent gene

capture the ruling body of the alien planet. Forced negotiations brought an end to the war and a

combinstions from the crfldren of the baby boomers. Regardless of why there were

so many
extrapeople m Generation Z, no one can deny the profound effect that they had

series of trade agreements established neutral zones as well.

progress of our society.

survived. Extinction was imminent, both by our hand and that of an extra solar enemy. Yet we

Th。咿 there were numerous contributors, our new golden era can be attributed to a f(
,、3 〜a rew
primary leaders in their respective fields. Amy Cherinko managed to prevent the third
world war
when, -A-h： e investigating the assassination of the President of the USA, she disco、
)vered that the real
perpet^tcrs of the 5m* were 2昂 terrorists from within America's own borders, not the

prevailed and have been surging forward at an ever increasing rate. Though none of these amazing

on the

suspected Chinese. A famous ccmedisn named William Richardson,.
with the invaluable help of the
expert photographer Hayley Macuga, started the first international forum for all
. . ,5 «ll types of creativity,
media, snd culture. At this forum, acclaimed Food Network star Gabriella
Conover showcased her

It is ver&gt;, clear to see that without these extraordinary people mankind might never have

people are still here today, it is quite obvious that had they not possessed the grit determination and

ingenuity they demonstrated, none of us would be here either.

�Maranda Kelhl- Spec知 Education Teacher

tcoukou Aka-Ezoua - Clinical Psychologist
Klmberty Ashton-Ungarskj1 - Advertiser

Nathalia Avila - Animator
Natasha Bogutzki- Actress

Becky Bolton - Animal Law Enforcer

Marissa Keihl - Physical Therapist

David Keller - Marine Corps/Pyrotechnician

Tiana Kilbourn - Psychologist

Kayla Luminella- History Teacher
Hayley Macuga - Photographer
Jacqueline Marroquin- Dental Hygienist/Teacher

Viviana Castellano- Lawyer
Aaliyah Massey - Lav/yer/Doctor
Tiffany Castro- Lawyer

Katie McGuire - Teacher

Amy Cherinko - Crime Scene Investigator
Steven Miller - Music Artist/HVAC

Alyssa Conner - Marine Biologist
Christopher Mylott - Sports Broadcaster/Chef
Gabriella Conover - Culinary Mayor

Rebekkah Parsons - Pharmacist

Haley Dudeck - OBGYN/Pedlatrician
Stevie Potoski - Forensic Scientist
Alysha Ennis - Lawyer

Rachel Rakowski - Psychologist

Kevin Fahey - Entrepreneur
William Richardson - Comedian

Edward Flippen- NBA player/Superstar
Crystal Seashock - Accountant

Ciera Gensel - Forensic Scientist
Stefanie Short - Biochemist

Tabitha Golembeski - Interior Designer
Daisy Sosa- Cardiovascular Technologist

Kailynn Granoski - Nurse
Ralzy Sosa- Accountant

Austin Gray - Chef
Gabrielle Williams - Professional Motocross Racer
Trent Gray- Model

Matthew Yatison - Pharmacist

Brennan Hartmann - Wrlter/Secondary Education English Teacher
Nikki Zula-CRNA/ Anesthesiologist

Jacob Honooslc - President
Amanda Jimcosky - Doctor/Physiclan Assistant

Amanda Judge - Judge
Jessica Keihl- Marine Corps/Writer

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Ode to Sleep

Upward Bound is a very good program.

AVithour you people would go crazy.
You give off great joy.

Upward Bound helps me in school exams.

Sleeping in is for the lazy,

Whether it be girl or boy.

Upward Bound is lots of fun.

Sometimes you slip away,

sleeping comes dreaming.

Upward Bound gets things done.

One dream, two dreams, three, or four.

There's even times you want to sleep all day.

Upward Bound taught me how to call women uMa,am.n

Refreshed in the morning and beaming,

Or falling back asleep for more.

It eases the mind.

And puts you at rest.
Ar Upward Bound it's hard to find.

You're up all night studying for that test.
You can sleep anywhere you please.
There's light sleepers and heavy sleepers.
For the heavy sleepers not even the biggest booms wake that crew.

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Descripiive Essay

One reason an individual should taste the Farmer's market is because you can'i gel ii
anywhere else made especially like that. Thumping of canes as handicapped people walk by,

What's there to do on a boring Thursday night?

beeping of homs from ncarbv cars, and chattering of people echo in the air. With steadiness and
precision, cashiers count their well-earned money and drop the coins in the register, making a

sn atmosphere in which you are welcomed by venders and their produce gives
ycu = enlichiennieni of the Farmer's Market experience. The friendly environment gives you a

knowing you are able to buy whatever it is that's on your grocery list. An

sense of

r二isi玄 feed zzd iiem mzrkei embraces your curiosity to discover what lies in store. Anything is
a: a farmer's markei and once you step foot onto its grounds, you'll lose irack of time,

loud “clank" sound. Approaching a jewelry stand makes you wonder how much time it takes for

them io handcraft those woven bracelets. Feel the security once you try on fancy sunglasses that
hide your identity. The ground located in the center of the square is made of brick, although there
is water spouts connected in the ground, and the water shoots up from the ground when the

power is turned on. Look around; what else do you see? An observant and imaginative person,

the individual brings meaning to life when unappreciated things are noticed. Glass window

k's roo bid Fanner's Markets are only held on Thursdays.

chimes glisten in the sun, reflecting all colors of the rainbow. Trees act as the permanent canopy

The soilness of ihe purses slowly calls out your name persuading you to buy it. People

蛀o are not v.illing to buy such particular articles that are cheap should not wasie their xime
ainiHng

wishing they had money in their pockets. It's hard not purchasing anything when

over the Square, providing it with cool shady spots it needs. The crowded sidewalks enhance the

risk of claustrophobia spreading. The intensiiy of the sun's ray creeps its way through the trees

allowing people to still get sunburned.

iieizs and irerchsndise are screaming, "Buy me, buy me!" You move on io witness two
dogs scoping their surroundings, observing all the activity going on. As people pass by,

Most smart shoppers know they have only a limited amount of money in order to buy

yc-begin io nctice certain characteristics about them. For example, there are bound to be a

themselves what they desire. There are plenty of things to do to occupy yourself when you're at a

couple cut there with matching outfits or similar haircuts that make it difficult to determine what

Farmer's Market. From eating fried pastries or simply enjoying the scenery, this place has it all.

gender represenis either one of them. You can also notice some adults bickering back and forth

A person must reach a point that his or her willingness will be ready to accommodate their

in quiet mznner. There are bound to be ones that like to scream at the top of their lungs

wishes. Farmer's Markets consists of multiple activities and inexpensive things to do. So take

attempting to drsv.- attention lo them. Then only to make it a more realistic experience, the

note of things io do when you're sitting at home on a Thursday doing nothing. Fanner's markets

olums of iheir voice fluctuates when they defend their side of the story. in a more open area,
there's a undisturbed iady laying on her blanket in the shade beneath an old oak tree peacefully

reading a book.

On the other side of the market, the natural fragrance of flowers and
grasps peoples' atlention. To the right of the healthy stands, there's the

sweet scent of fruit

greasy and fattening
foods that drive your senses over the edge. The aroma of the funnel cakes and French fries being

are a fun way to spend time with your family so try it out some time!

�lack of furniture? Was it the fact that I wasn't in my childhood room? Maybe it was because I
wasn't with my family. The change was so apparent it was almost tangible. The ironic part w*

Co—pos to

that I couldn't even put my finger on the reason why. It just wasn't the same anymore.

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An Empty House

definitely feel something felt different and that things had changed. Quickly and suddenly, I

'f ' had tc put rr.y chrdhood memories into one place, a little container or box will not
s-r :=.

rssd a reuse. To be more specific, I would need to put all of my memories in my

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started to cry. I felt lost as to how to feel about these changes in the house. To be honest,

maybe it was the fact that I felt empty and the memories forever escaped from the walls.

Ever since ： was four years old, that was where I cried the most, where I
w-.er= i nsd the most fun, and where my family was officially whole. I can

To this day I still feel this way and I still feel very awkward when sitting in the house. Yes, I

still remember the memories for I will never forget them. It's just the fact that I feel like I don t
=：-==； . ih rKcbcut the memories swirling around in my head.

belong there anymore. It's like the feelings of security, love, and a comfortable environment

c-： zhooz he—=. which was indeed comfortable, spacious, and wonderful, is located in a

were replaced by a cold, empty one. Ifs almost like the house was getting ready for a new

'=2 A： /"gborc, NJ. When I was 4, it became the most favorite place in the world for

house and new memories. I've always heard that people who go back to visit their childhood

that i experienced in that house have defined me today. All those very

homes or neighborhoods can certainly feel that comfy, loving environment from long ago. For

%,=--■

L气 t-.es sz=~z -c.zr. my family and friends, I never thought they could leave me. I always

th=t if: ever came back it would always feel the same. For some reason, it never did.

•. rere.er, .m'd visit the house or stay over, I never felt that I used to belong in the house. It
exines rr=de rr.s feel awkward. It was weird to me because that had never happened when

uK to Ir.-e there, i thought that regardless whether I moved out or not the environment
A-o-id st：：： feel the same. I realized that it wasn't the case with me.
it 3h 由nX after my family moved out of the house in 2006. After my dad's death, we

心ed to move to V/llkes-Barre for the sake of opportunity and the chance to move on. I

印乏31 grew vsr/szcustomed to my new house and Wilkes-Barre because when I came back to
,V./.ngboro for the summer, everything changed. That

summer my brother and I decided to go

back fcr g visit to our p!d house and we stayed there for summer vacation. My unde still had
the house and he wanted to keep it. So we stayed with him

were there : could already feel the change all around me.

,v力!d stiH feel the same. I didn't know why, but, when I
atmosphere around me didn't feel right. It felt like it

and his wife. The first night we

I thought that when I came back, it
went to bed, | felt frightened. The

was never my house before. Was it the

some reason, that never happened to me, and I'll probably never know why.

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Ano see the sky turning gray

I turn my music down very low

And watch as the blue sky begins to fray
Rain is first to come

Then lightning will surely strike
And the thunder roars in the blackened sky

it sounds almost like a distant drum
Thunderstorms are the best thing I like
'.•/hen it stats and says

I don't want to say "Good-bye”

You bring me peace and serenity

When I see you're flashing lights and roar

For now since you came, I can see with clarity
Just please keep the rain from a bad pour
Lightning soon flashes bright
Brightening the night sky

Then the thunder Hove to hear
Sounds like a clash in a fight

It makes me wish I could fly

For such beauty I tear

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Ode to the outdoors
Ode to the Ocean
grest sights.

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It is always flowing and cooling my soul

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The beauty of it is like an art

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-eat outdoors.

Waves crashing against the shore

ccme down..

Loud rumbling vibrating through the air
The soft waler hugging my body

It always brings me back for more

~c lose my ores .

I appreciate it a lot which much care

fmt turn the water brown.

Because the ocean can speak to anybody

:tirses you have to were a cost.
Home of ticks.
And of the blood sucking leeches.

Its home is the creeks.
This where my favorite place is.

The cold water rushes towards me

Like it's trying to tell me something

The foam of the waves I see encircles my feet
Like a little white bird trying to sing

The place to smell.

The warm sand tickles and smells
In the great outdoors.
They always bring me the joy I'm looking for

So you can let your mind free.

This place I know well.

To let my mind soar.

To just be me .

The ocean is a place I'd like to dwell

Because in the end I appreciate it a lot with much care

It always brings me back for more

�10 Things A Guy Should Never Do To A Girl
Sy： Edoukcu Aka-Ezoua and Tiana Kilbourn

ever io her about what you're doing/who you're with.
You didn't know I downloaded that tracker app on your IPhone? Oops thought I
-entioned it. Also, if you lie, we will find out about it. Your friends will always sell you
cjt ro rralter how strong your "bromance" is with them.
2.

ever use the "F" word...FAT.
iVcrrer； =re very sensitive about their weight, so choose your words wisely. Don t even
pause (we take a pause as you also thinking we're fat). Well, unless you want to get
slapped. So the quicker you respond with a nice comment, the better off you'll be.

3. Don't ever compare her to another girl.
perfect the way she is so let her know that. Comparing us to other girls only makes
ls rhink tn=t you v/ant them instead of us (which better not be true, just saying).
二.Don,: ever set her hopes up and lead her on.
Just don't do it. its not nice. Don't jump from girl to girl like they're some library book
would return. You wouldn't want that done to you now, would you?
5. Don't ever cheat on her.
You won't get the girl in the end and you,ll have that guilty conscience for the remaining
yesrs to come. And honestly, who wants that label anyways?
5. Dor/： ever lower her self-esteem.

Tr.ink before you speak! Even if you don't like our outfit, just tell us it looks great. And if
c-j- butt does look big in that dress, just tell us no. It will get you brownie points in the
Jong run.
7. Don't ever treat us differently when you're around your friends.
1 don't care if yoi/re v/ith the boys and you hate that cute nick name I gave you, that
doesn't mean you have to act like you don't like it to be "cool." Its okay snookums,
the/i! get over it eventually.

8. Don't ever try to make us jealous by flirting/texting/talking to our frisnds/random
females.
One-lt won't work and we'll hold it against you and use it as ammo in s future
argument. Two- We will do it right back to you (remember that cute senior you asked
me about? Yeah well, he's back in town. What a coincidence!) So let's be grownups and
deal with our issues in a mature way pretty please.
9. Don't ever hurt her- in all aspects of the word.
Let's just say, daddy v/ill come find you with his hunting rifle. I'm sure you wouldn't
want that.

LAST but definitely not least.

10. DON'T EVER UNDER ANY CIRCMUMSTANCES BREAK HER HEART.
Donzt pull a Taio Cruz on us. It's only cool if he "breaks our heart." He at least warned
us. So, if you are not Taio Cruz, which I am about 99.999999% sure you're not (darn),
then you are not excluded from this rule. Just be good to us, that's all we really ask.

Oh and remember, we make you're sandwiches for you so don't bite the hand that
feeds you.

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ENG 200: Foundations Seminar

Dr. James Wallace

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limbs of trees served as dividers distinguishing separate paths eventually parting into two gulfs
of water. A cool breath blew wiihin the surrounding forest where upon an intruder woke its
silence. The fresh soil of recent rainfall had been stomped into by the interlopers heels. Muddy

fboiprints trailed one another towards the river srreams. Each tall lumber glowered down on ihe
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behind a tree bark, the eyes wore light and the reflection of rushing water. Blue clouded skies
struck with a ray of sun defined the eyes' quality. The dark strands of hair were separated at the

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green path. There was a direction from which everything flew and where everything was going.

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one's mind. The slightest touch, smell or taste could evoke the most stimulating sensory

experiences. Holding a feather pen. Jamie danced the tip along the page never writing a single

word.
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oarne in about a oroken
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inis one. This guy sounds
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said to Sarah.
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been a slow dsy so she
was unusually excited to
make tnrs house call.
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he give you any
information?5 Sarah
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to the cost ra改 and
grabbed herjseket
handed her
h:s aadress.
“He didn't say mudi.
He did ssy his name is
Devon HaUin. He sure
sounded like a cutie
though!"
Sarah laughed and
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addr^s MicheHe had
given her, she couldn't
help but wonder if this
guy was good looking.
Every time Sarah made a
house ca：l, she sewsys
hoped theyd be cute, but
was usually disappointed
the moment they opened
the door
Halfway there,
Sarah's car started to
stall.

“Oh come on. Please
we're almost there. You
can do it coms on!"
Sarah begged her car as
it continued to stall.
Sarah maneuvered her
car over to the side of the
road. Sarah pulled out
her cell.
■Hey Michelle my car
stalled. I'm almost to his
house. Can you give me
Devon's number so
maybe he can come pick
ma up?"
Michelle laughed. "Oh。
boy. Here is his number,"
and she read off the
number as Sarah wrote it
down.
Right after she hung
up with her, she called
Devon.
"Hello Devon I'm from
CPU4U. My name is
Sarah. My car broke
down not even ten
minutes from your house.
Do you think it's possible
for you to come get me?"
Sarah asked.
uSure I can. Where are
you at?"
Sarah rattled off where
she was.
“I'll be right there. Sit
tight!" he said.
Devon v/as true to his
word. Not even fifteen
minutes later a Jetta
pulled up next to her car.
He got out and smiled
at her. Sarah's heart did
a little summersault
He had short brown
hair and the bluest eyes
she'd ever seen. Was he
cute? Understatement!
He was drop dead
gorgeous.
"Need rne to get your
equipment outta the

back? When we get back
to my
r1 house i'll call for a
tow.'
Devon stated as he
moved to get her
equipment out of her car.
She helped him and they
v/ere on their way to his
house.
The car ride over was
extremely pleasant.
Sarah was actually
disappointed
when they pulled up to
his house ana now had to
get to work.
Devon got out before
her and opened her car
door and smiled.
"Wow what a
gentleman you are,"
Sarah said. He blushed.
uSo, ready to see the
computer?” he asked as
he led her towards the
computer room.
"Sure," she said and
smiled at him.
A few hours later,
Sarah finally had gotten
Devon's computer
straightened out.
"I think you should be
good. If you have any
more problems just call
us." Sarah told him as
they were heading to his
car.
He smiled at her. "Oh I
will. Could i have your
number? I mean, strictly
for computer purposes
only."
Sarah smiled to
herself.
“Yes you can have my
number. And don't worry,
you can still call me if it's
unrelated to computer
troubles," she said.
He smiled. *1 might just
happen to do that!"

At Upward Bound we have a lot of fun.
There is never anyone to shun.

Meeting new people there,
people who truly care.

While getting everything we need dome。

Cornier

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，
s sido amigas desde sexto grado.
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f cuando estanios juntas. Le digo todo a mi
Nosotras t^cmos tiempos buenos c---- --------i-jmpanera. A vecesyo creo que
q ella es mi madre porque ella me da consejo
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:：L---nanay vamos a ser mejor amigas para siempre!

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My Roommate Shaniese...
J,fy besifnend is Shaniese. We have been bestfriends since sixth grade. We

have the best times when we are together. I tell her everything. Sometimes I
think she is my mom because she gives me the best advice. She can be crazy at

times bull couldn 7 live without her. She is like my sister and we are going to be
bestfriends forever!

The cutest couple of all peeps(:

By: Ciera Gensel

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Kaitlyn McGuire
Composition
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he Was an orphan even more scared
STARTING TO TRAIN OVERSEAS WITH A MASTER

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THERE IS CAT WOMAN, PENGUIN, AND. AND THE RJDDLER TO FIGHT.

BATMAN I TELL YOU IS NOT AT ALL LAZY.

When he sees the bat signal he rushes into the night.
FOR HIS SERVICE HE ASKS NO FEE.

HE RIDES THE BAT MOBILE DECKED IN BLACK.
BATMAN OVERCAME HIS FEAR OF BATS.

TO KILL NO PERSON IS HIS PHILOSOPHY.
IN JAIL THE CRIMINALS HE WILL STACK.

冲X% r &amp;必羿力

HE SHOULD HAVE A BASEBALL CARD WITH ALL HIS STATS.

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ODE TO SOCCER
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nuns.

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-二迫■. jmmv food is mostly rsd.

It is very delicious.
Q-e car. nsve it when they get out cr bed.

But it is greasy so be cautious,

never ate bacon when I was 3 kid.
Not until I was 8, did 1 have my first one.
When I tried it was I surprised,

And i got out the package and tore off its lid.
From that point on, I always craved some.

&lt; Is so popular that if there was a shortage, people would cry

The best bacon is cooked on the grill,

And ir is very easy to make;
It is a great snack for when you chill.

! v/ould always choose it over cake.
You can find it at any grocery store,
And you really get a choice.

There is turkey and pork,

And there's a lot more.
When you open the package it is moist.

New it is time to eat and bring out your fork.

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% favorite part of L'E- wou!J have to be the doming part. It s an
experience t。see what its like to be on your oy/n at this age.

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T decided to join Upward Sound to h.p better mgsclj, 1
know that bettering mg grades and education would be the
only w&amp;y to do that, and Upward Sound was my best shot
to de that."

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around with tfie TC's because its swagtastic andI Ibve hand
Hugging everyone. ”

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fun niAzd I Love 化!”

“My favorite part of the Upward Bound program is
absolutely meeting different people sometimes change is
hard to accept but it doesnTt mean it can't be good as well.”
C,Ijoined to meet new people, andI did IfeelI achieved 6otH
academical andsocially this is my familyI'"

dscidod tajain the Upward ^&gt;0undprogram because 西洌 it
耕 me increase 唧 枷必加 9 help me do better in school."

! though', it would be a great learning experience, and
&amp; Sr2：&amp;t opportunity to
new p^opl^ from diff^nt
schools."

____________

“Families are like fudge... mostly sweet
with a few units。''

�That One Special Place

There's a special place that 1 can always visit

It's everywhere and nowhere at the same time

This extraordinary place, I am just myself in it

It'd be easier to explain, if I didn't need to rhyme
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Imagination is where I like to be

Whether dreaming or awake, I can just be me
It could smell nice as candy so sugary sweet

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is a sitcom currently sficninng on^BC-

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Or if I feel like it, it could smell like feet

aired in 2009, the sfiow

This place is quite different from your house or mine

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Whether dreaming or awake, I can just be me

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Look around, you see nothing and everything
It's light and ifs dark and everything in between

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infant Vietnamese girCnamedLily.

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The sky is the limit when you're here with me
Imagination is where I like to be

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It's so icy cold, shiver run down its spine

I can hear myself laughing or hear myself sobbing
I can taste my sweet smile or salty tears throbbing
Imagination is where I like to be

Whether dreaming or awake, I can just be me

�X'sranca \eih；

Tony Fenese

Composit'cn

GC Lloyd

Narrative Essay

,90s Cartoons. 101

Personal Rituals: Fusion Dance Team

9 July 2011

At Hanover Area, the halftime show isn't just any ordinary marching band, it is called fusion. In
science, fusion is when tiny groups came together to form a bigger group. Singers, percussion, winds,

Corrupiion: Where Luzerne County Found its Roots

trass, Keyboards, co!or guards and dancers perform together as one giant performance. I am apart of

fusion. 1 am a dancer. Fusion is my life.
Ever；' ys=r, my school holds an event called "Hanover Idol," This is where people with the talent

s：ng；-g perform in front of the whole school are critiqued by the judges. If they have talent, the

contestants push their way through every round, until eliminated. To pick the songs for fusion, we used

the songs that the students sang in "Idol." My band director, Mr. Chmill, put the entire playlist together

After reading and examining the story of Doug Funnie and his corrupt school district, I
came io the realization that the school boards, judges, politicians, and various other "leaders” of
the surrounding communities of Luzerne County received their knowledge on hov to create a

world of corruption and destruction through this simple book meant for young individuals.

and he practiced with the band and vocalists. However, it is our responsibility as dancers to learn the

entire shew in a short amount of time. It does get stressful and overwhelming at times, but in the end, it

Through extensive research conducted over a lengthy three day period. I contacied the author of

is definitely worth Jt.

the book in question, as well as various book stores and retail outlets that may sell an item full of
When the playlist is finished, the color guard and dancsrs listen to the rehearsal of the oand and

vocals. Then we have to create the choreography by August. The show has at least six different songs
snd is about 12 minutes long. We sweat and bleed everyday just to get it perfect. If my caprain thinks it

is sloppy, she makes us redo the whole show until we get it right. Mr. Chmill has us practicing all day
long dancing and running around the field so we are comfortable with our new positions on the field.
During practice, i always gasp for air and feel like I'm going to pass out. After practice, my muscles

always hurt enough xo get me into tears. Even though I cry all the time and complain that I can't do it, I
alv/ays get back up and do it again.

such fikh as to trace it back to which local leaders may have purchased this book of secrets.
What I learned may not only end corruption in our area, but it may reveal the darkesl of secrets
embedded in communities throughout the United States and beyond.

Il all began with a simple reading assignment from GC Lloyd. At least, I thought it was

meant io be simple, bui I should have known better with GC Lloyd. Her assignments are always
Before every game my dance mates and I stretch and bond so we become united. Strictly and

demandingly, my dance instructor gave us specific poses for one of our dances and in order to succeed

meant to be more thought provoking than meets the eye. With this prior knowledge. I knew there

at therr, she forced us to keep doing them without stopping. She liked to play a game called 'Tap Out."

TsP °ut is when al! the dancers perform the whole show and if you know it and don't mess up, she taps
you

the shoulder, meaning you're a good dancer. However, if you don't get tapped out my instructor

Y°
u dancing
h2S *
ou
dating by yourself while everyone else is laughing at you and judging you. I hate it I was
usually iasx because she despised me, eventhough I knew the whole entire show I fek likea iab rat
getting observed because the mean doctors injected them with poison. Now, after all the hard work and
hurtful comments from my instructor, lam one of the first to get tapped out

As previously mentioned, it takes a lot of effort and patie.
patience to be a dancer, but for me,
everyXhing ' went through was worthit. Fusion changed me in a way. I made 篇打篇
lore independent,
and I learned not to rely on others. I do complain that I hate dancing and ifs hard, but dancing is who I
am. Its v/hat I know.

was something more to this project; I just needed to find what that something was! After reading

the book, I took a break to watch the local news. As usual, the top stories revolved around this
world of corruption in which we live. Then it hit me like an ice cream truck from Hillside Farms;

as if I Was a large rapper dancing into the middle of the street. This simple read on Doug Funnie
was actually much, much more.

�reveaiing that what may seem like ftm at first
A：:;s fbimdaticn. lliis seemed to be a stor)' re

think moral fiber's about finding that one thing you really care about. That one special thing that

aeh as m gening homeuorL earing in class, reading comic books all day) can actually lead to

means more to you than anjihing else in the world. And when you find it. you fight for iu You

pain and suflering &lt;be:ng Percy's slave in essence). The principal's son was getting away with

risk it all, you pui that something in front of even-thing, your life, all of it. And maybe the stuff

raurcer. 2nd innocent teachers were losing their jobs. Corruption was running rampant, bin

you do io help solve the problem isn't so clean. You know what? It doesn't matter. Because in

Sxee-er

Doug knew something needed to be done. Although no one wanted to bring about

clisnge sz 示u the smdents in the school soon realized all was not right in their world, finally.

beg二 ic sLHid up for whai was right which brought the problems in their school to a close.

New. it was so obvious. GC Lloyd wanted me to end the corruption in our area! I knew
wha: 1 22i :d do. Alter some bribery on my own pan (if you can't beat 4em, join 'em!) I was told
bs ih己 ar±or that this was actually a book full of hidden messages on how to create an
aunosphere of shame and trouble. I received sale lists from stores throughoui NEPA, and was
△:己 io Trace ihe purchases back to many powerful leaders in our area. Soon, however, their

cronies 三Hid me. I was making many people mad. and lhey were going to do evenlhing in their

po-A er K stop me. I hsd no choice but to leave the countty. I took some of my belongings and all
of me msierisls ihzi revealed whai was taking place in Luzerne County.
1 'Aill continue io clean up the mess that is NEPA. but from a safe distance. This is just
ihe

of some±ing special, something that could change the world as we know it. I am

匕 co二军：-i± many loczl newspapers, radio stations, and television networks. I have found a
group of people who I feel as if I can mist, but 1 know not to let my guard down loo much. I will
ns stop 51 all is right in our society, even if this leads to my demise. Finally. I will leave us all

with a 牛xe: one of the more inspirational and powerful messages the world will ever know:
Moral fiber. So. whal is moral fiber? It's funny. I used to think it was always telling rhe truth.

doing 驶3 deeds, basically teing a boy scout. But lately I've been seeing it differently. Now I

your hean you know, that the juice is worth the squeeze. That's what moral fiber's all about.

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voces

Alone in the trees there is nothing but silence

The sounds of nature surrounding me
It's just pure nature there is no violence

In the tree its just me

And so there I gm free

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The bugs are like people throughout the day
Going through their lives as if I'm not there

Flying or crawling around things in their way
Whirring or buzzing throughout rhe air

In the trees it's just me
And so there i am free

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The silence is a gift
As if from God himself
In this space my mind can drift
Instead of being filled with worries of myself

In the trees its just me
And so there 1 am free

trem 仪］^ccfu)
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Its quite tranquil in the trees
And a peaceful place to be

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There is a calming effect from sounds like the bees
And in this sanctuary there is only me

电 i hxu) tmt

In lhe trees ifsjust me
And so there I am free

IMa mve ocjjj 汝 tbG w足 spirit free

�Haley Dudeck

Composition
Ode
Ode to the Forest

The trees are so peaceful
The forest is silent
It's all so v/onderfiil
There are no fights like a riot
The forest is teeming with life

The little animals scurry about
The insects are flying among the trees

There is no worry or strife

There is no pain or doubt
It's all so quiet except fbr my sneeze

The forest is beautiful

/心am/'

No matter the time of year
To be able to see this gift I am grateful

And I hope to always get to see it no matter my career
There are flowers growing from the ground

They are made of many a color

They all grew quietly
They sprout up through the leaves with a bound
I wouldn't even pick them for my mother

Instead I watch them grow beautifully

�Howling moon"

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Composition

I took a sirixle through dusk all my lonesome

The dusty seem of roses and wood smoke filled tlie

Ode to Sfeey

air

Mist canie into view, chills wisped my spine

Creating fear by traveling a path up and down
Placing its wicked game by repeating it over and over
But it \vasiit. die cold wind tliat was frightening me

Tdere is no greateryCeasure

Q&amp;rfha.

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^den lying cCo-wn in 6ecC

TFien diving into tde treasure
mat (ives inside your deacC

Sleey is yvfiere anyone can dicCe
Jrom tde troubks eftfie figdt

The sacred niglit held a color so alien to its normality

A mix of dark and light lavender shades so surreal

AricCrest iip for tde coming of tlie day.
J4血，ays waiting, an ever-rising tide,

Astonishment filled my expression &lt;15 I studied it

S/eep comes in tHe darkness of tfie nig fit

I couldn't believe what my eyes were showing me

To take, you to your dreams, f(ying far away.

It may seem like a plain, old sight with one glance

But I found that the longer I watched, it changed

Not.in^feels Better than fading asCeejj.

Formed into sometliing so unique to the naked eye

(E-veiyone Coves to sit back and relax.

It was so hauntingly beautiful and somewhat sinful

just a g(ass ofyvay-m mi(k or counting sdeejj
dreamsfillyour mincC as you Re on your 6ack.

Oh how I longed to discover just what it was hiding

Keeping secrets from being heard by die wrong ears

As I write on, my eyes gr(nv heavy

mxj head is starting to fa(C

The sky I saw showed something else besides mockeiy

I tfitnk of tliey(dees my dreams wi/Ttake me.

It had shame dial many otliers carry on their shoulders

Under tde covers Imfinady ready,

I felt little pity, realizing it wasn't so dilTerent as I th ought
I grinned and turned away, leaving it to wallow alone

Drowning in its own sad misery as we all have in our pasts

^icC as Ifad asteey, after a([,
j reaRze I'm rigfit yvfiere I ^vanteef to 0e.

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Composition

Ds^t/Btfvs €$say
Dark and eerie castle stands normal by day but
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cu the
wu eerie feelinge even with the sunlight. The
nighr. But in the day you still get
si^it of Kirby Hall alone scaresyou.
)
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\vild,
sounds make vour imagination run v
—,letting
------ o，you know that you're not alone.

Everything combines and welcomes you inside.
■■
—
With eeriness and fear, the castle becomes alive.
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inside and out. The chimneys on the
the vindows, you can see that they aredirty
(
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enrrance c
does
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look
， imating, although those windows
'
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like its 、
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you1 to a
mirrors look
dungeon which is going to rrap you in. in Kirby Hall at day light the mirr
dirty and it seems like your own reflection might scare you.

When vou touch the walls they feel soft, but don*t let that alone fool you. A
son: and vann carpet is a floor that brings you comfort and makes you feel at
home. It makes you feel safe at first and then you realize how old it can be. Your
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years.
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everyone knows and loves. Well I hope everyone loves. As a child I was

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shy not too shy that I didn't have any friends but shy enough to know
when someone comes up to me that I didn't know to hang my head down

Who you are is not based on words or looks, or what others may
thinlc of you. Who you are is based on you individually. People may
know me as Shaniese Ricketts, or Shanay-nay or occasionally Ghetto

Princess but these nicknames don't describe me as an individual they are

low and speak very softly and slowly. Well I eventually grew out of it, it
was a little something called elementary school that really shaped me as

an individual. It was sixth grade and I was quiet and always minded my
own business then for no apparent reason at all this boy whose name

only a small part of my life. These nicknames onfy describe the way

shall remain nameless called me a not so nice word and he would just

others view me but the real question is how do I view myself? I am a

continue to call me this ruthless name and my only response would be,

three dimensional person which means what you see is not what you get.

n° response. Until one day I was tired of it and I spent too much time

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truth is that's not always the case.

commonly asked question. Why did someone say that? Why did he do

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that? We have all had our fair share of asking this powerful question

best I can in school I really don't know what I would be doing right now.

why? So I decided to put my foot down and I gave this boy a piece of

She was also the one who suggested to me that I tried the speech and

my mind without using any foul language whatsoever. It was the way in

debate team. I guess the rest is history. No not really but my mom is my

which I said what I said that really made a powerful impact because after

role model and I truly look up to her. I am loved.

that he never called me that again. Now I have enough confidence in
standing up fbr myself and what I believe is right. I no longer hang my

head down low. I no longer let things go when I know I should speak up.
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but most of all I gained respect fbr myself and well, thafs what is very
important. I am strong.
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friend. My family plays an important role in how I act and deal with

certain situations. My mother is the ultimate definition of considerate. As
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supermodel or a popular actress but how many of you think of yourself?
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always relaxed and comfortable around him. It really was a symbiotic relationship between him
and the students; no one ever complained about him or vice-versa, but they both helped each

other.
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with damage to the base of his brain; he had to grow up with epilepsy and seizures, which he
later outgrew. This environment shaped and molded him into the person we knew and loved;

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the string on his back is pulled. Woody's statement means to put your hands up, which
was a popular adage in the early western days. This is an awesome theme for our 2013
Upward Bound summer because it has another deeper implication. It means to set
one's sights high. This truly exemplifies our hopes for each and every one of our
students.

To quote Michelangelo, uThe greater danger for most of us lies not in setting our
aim too high and falling short, but in setting our aim too low and hitting the mark." When
you set your sights high, you sometimes have to stretch yourself and come out of your
comfort zone. Every Thursday, during our general meeting, I would show you short
video clips that I intended to use as motivation, education, or inspiration. One of my
favorite clips was "'Always Wear Sunscreen." As you know, an anonymous, older man
dispensed powerful life advice. One of the many pieces of valuable advice that he gave
was: uDo something every day that scares you." By this he meant to push yourself out of
your comfort zone because, as all of you have found out, that is where your true
personal growth happens.

I have witnessed all of you doing many activities that scared you at first. You left
your families and friends to make new friends. You lived in a college dorm for six weeks.
You have enriched yourselves academically. You have accomplished many personal
achievements such as: singing karaoke in front of all of your peers, having dance-offs,
performing skits, and sharing your special talents with us. I have also observed true
friendships that have developed through classes, study labs, scavenger hunts, Crazy
Olympics, Coffee House, and those awesome Wilkes lunches!
I was so touched to behold your loyalty to each other; I know you have made
friendships that will last a lifetime, much like Buzz Lightyear, Woody, Mr. Potato Head,
Slinky, and Jessie have done in Toy Story 2. Maya Angelou stated, "People may forget
what you said and what you did, but they will never forget how you made them feel.”
Know that you made all of your fellow Upward Bounders feel great with your support
and friendship. Thank you for letting me be a part of your summer, and always
remember to, "Reach for the sky!"

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students will have a huge advantage to success in life. We learn from

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family or friends doing favors for one another. We thank you for

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�UB es fantastico porque:

A mi, me gusta el programa porque las personas son simpaticas y entendiendo.Brianna Nutaitis

Me gusta la comida en Upward Bound. - Lizzy Cherkaukas

Upward Bound hace amigos y mejora confianza. -Sydnee Curran

Yo tengo muchos nuevos amigos en Upward Bound. - Lizzy Cherkaukas

Upward Bound ayuda prepararnos para la universidad. -Sydnee Curran

El programa de Upward Bound es muy fantastico porque las personas son
simpaticas y comicas. - Jordan McKeaige

iUpward Bound es fantastico porque es muy divertido! - Courtney Carey

Me gusta el programa de Upward Bound porque es perfecto. - Jordan McKeaige

Me gusta mis amigos aquf y la comida. -Courtney Carey

UB es excelente porque te prepare para el futuro. - Jessika Finsterbusch

UB es extraordinario porque puedes tener nuevas experiencias. - Jessika
Finsterbusch
Elios son la femilia que yo nunca pensaba que tendna. - Juliana Bottaro
Todo el mundo es asombroso a su manera. - Juliana Bottaro
Me gusta Upward Bound porque puedo vivir con mis amigos. -Katarina Gereda

Tambien, es una buena oportunidad para nuestros fiituros. - Katarina Gereda
Me encanta Upward Bound porque me ayuda con escuela. -Dominique Ardoline

Me encanta Upward Bound porque conocf a muchas personas diferentes.Dominique Ardoline
La clase de "Lit Mag" es muy interesante. - Kati Mendoza

Me encanta Upward Bound y la comida. - Kati Mendoza
Upward Bound es muy dificil pero divertido. -Caylyn Hall

La comida en Upward Bound es muy delicioso. -Caylyn Hall
Me encanta Upv/ard Bound porque los estudiantes son muy simpaticos y muy
divertidos. - Leila Christofferson

iMe encanta Upv/ard Bound porque los T/Cs son PERFECTOS!

~ Leila Christofferson

El programa de Upv/ard Bound es muy divertido pero tambien beneficios。para tu
futuro. - Brianna Nutaitis

UB es fantastico porque es muy interesante y divertido. - Taylor Zawierucha
Me encantan los amigos de otras escuelas. - Taylor Zawierucha

Upward Bound es bueno porque hice a muchos amigos. - Rachel Casteel
Upward Bound es bueno porque aprendi mucho tambien. - Rachel Casteel

�Upward Bound is fantastic because:

I like the program because the people are nice and understanding. - Brianna
Nutaitis

I like the food at Upward Bound. - Lizzy Cherkaukas

Upward Bound makes friends and improves confidence. - Sydnee Curran

I have many new friends at Upward Bound. - Lizzy Cherkaukas

Upward Bound helps us to prepare for college. - Sydnee Curran

The Upward Bound program is very fantastic because the people are nice and funny.

Upward Bound is fantastic because it is very fun! - Courtney Carey

-Jordan McKeaige
I like the Upward Bound program because it is perfect - Jordan McKeaige
UB is excellente because it prepares you for the future. - Jessika Finsterbusch

I like my friends here and the food. - Courtney Carey

UB is fantastic because it is very interesting and fun. - Taylor Zawierucha
I love the friends from other schools. - Taylor Zawierucha

UB is extraordinary because you are able to have new experiences. -Jessika
Finsterbusch

Upward Bound is good because I made many friends. - Rachel Casteel

They are the family that I never thought I would have. - Juliana Bottaro

Upward Bound is good because I also learned a lot - Rachel Casteel

Everyone is Amazing in his or her own way. - Juliana Bottaro
I like Upward Bound because I can live with my friends. - Katarina Gereda

Also, it is a good opportunity for our futures. - Katarina Gereda
I love Upward Bound because it helps me with school. - Dominique Ardoline

Hove Upward Bound because I met a lot of different people. 一 Dominique Ardoline
The "lit mag" class is very interesting. - Kati Mendoza

I love Upward Bound and the food. - Kati Mendoza

Upward Bound is very difficult but fun. - Caylyn Hall

The food at Upward Bound is delicious. - Caylyn Hall
Hove Upward Bound because the students are very nice and veiy fun! -Leila
Christofferson
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You are the essence of relaxation
Similar to that of the trusty blanket.

One of your consistencies is your beautiful tempo
Literally you provide music to my ears every morning
And block out the unwanted noises
Allowing me to think, and have new ideas
Like an artist's first time at a Da Vinci expo.

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Cocoa.

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To your scented skills no other compares
You lack consistency, but there is nothing to fear
For you have the most amazing scents none the less
Of apples, flowers, tangerine's, and anything my heart desires.
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interpret things from reality and make it a part of our dreams. Of course,
not every dream that you have is going to be a good one. So what are

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dreams that may indicate that the dreamer is worried or stress about

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something. People may also experience night terrors. Night terrors are a

25 July 2013

more extreme version of a nightmare. Night terrors are "usually bad

Today I will be informing you about why we dream and how

dreams work. Why do we dream, you may ask? We dream because our
subconscious mind is telling us about our present state of awareness;

things we may not realize while we're awake because we're too busy

with our everyday lives. Researchers believe that dreaming is a way to

relieve stress. Dreaming is usually based off of what we've seen, but

what if you're blind; you can't see anything. Do you still dream? Yes,
blind people also dream. "People who became blind after birth can see

images in their dreams. People who are bom blind do not see any

images, but have dreams equally vivid involving their other senses of
sound, smell, touch and emotion? Imagine that! Also, our minds

dreams often themed around death, threat or fear of pain inflicted on the
dreamer or a loved one or even worse. These are the frightening dreams

that's purpose cannot be explained or rationalized in your daily life.n

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other while lost In the kingdom's complicated woods. At first, the strangers were scared
of one another and put up their defensive armor in order to protect themselves from any
harm that might come their way. After reassuring each other that none of them meant
harm, the group began to ease their tension, when all of a sudden, a woman in cowgirl
gear popped out of the nearest tree. TC Bianca, Queen of the land, was also lost in the
woods after taking a stroll to find the Tree of Knowledge. She had been listening to the
strangers* conversation and decided to reveal her presence to the group of seven girls
and three boys tn order to show her innocence.

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sparkling smiles. The sun's attention then turned to her, the moon.

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to kiss every few years. It is almost 16 years since they kissed last time. He notices how close

she is to him, and he ponders how much longer it will. The sun estimates about 6 more months
till they have an eclipse and that thought delights him, making the sun smile bigger.

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leaving the Earth. He watched, squinting his eyes. It was pointy and white. He was shocked
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couldn't bear to watch so he closed his eyes. He waited, and waited, and waited but nothing
happened he allowed himself to peek to see what was going on.
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understand what it was and what was going on. He wished he could comfort the moon; tell her

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tiny thing was going to hurt her. He trembled in fear hoping his fear wouldn't come true. The
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off towards the earth. The sun told himself, he will talk to her about it in 6 months.
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there for her even for a minute. She gave him a kiss and smile, he felt himself falling for her all
over again. To his surprise the moon didn't seem scared or crying. She didn't even bring it up or
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Family, friends, I am here to say goodbye... Tm not positive if it's a

creatures. Stinger armed and acid saliva filled. I could die. I'm determined not to,
though. My goal is three months there. At home, I can barely spend more than

permanent goodbye or more like a see-you-later. I'm departing to a strange and

three hours outside. My journey's purpose is to help me break out of my shell and

unheard-ofjungle; undergrowth, a boscage, a labyrinth, a primeval forest if you

go watch as maybe a baby Snozzwanger breaks of his. Experience and adventure

will! An island so rare and unheard-of that even I myself don't know the name of

are the two things I hope to get out of this expedition. Experience to come back

it. My therapist said I need more adventure in my life and I may be going out on a

and brag on my blog and adventure to please my therapist... she says I spend too

limb here... literally, but Tm taking the leap not the fall. Fll certainly miss all of

much time on the internet and not enough experiencing new adventures. To

you. shout out to my parents, 12 cats, twice removed three times replaced cousin,

experience is the action of which I'm taking and adventure is the goal I wish to

co-workers and my computer access. I love you all and will miss you dearly. I will

achieve. My journey will begin on a plane, small and cramped, and then two more

miss my soft bed, being replaced by a branch or pile of leaves (soft ones of

just like it. Then comes a bus and a taxi, onto a helicopter and then a row-boat.

course), my nice clothes, being replaced by the few hiking type clothes I can fit

We'll be tugging along a smaller boat for me to go on alone. The island is

into my one backpack, and again I'll miss my internet connection. I can't blog or

somewhere only I know the coordinates to. This means no one can find me. I'd

browse, type or tweet, update or undo... what will I do? This is a frightening

appreciate if everyone said their loving goodbyes tonight, as I set off in the

journey to go on when you're someone like me who's never been out of the city.

morning. Thank you and see you later!

I，ve had to buy backpack accessible weaponry and boots fit for Big Foot, much

from my slippers. Fve had to get a backpack half my height and had to
start working out since the only thing I ever carry is my laptop... which reminds

me, I 11 miss my internet connection . Fm going to face dangerous beasts! Such as

WangdoodlesandBontboks, Homswogglers and Oropendolas, Snozzwangers and

Zebrennies and the rotten vermicious Knids! They're venomous and homed

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