Seasons

C. Bushway '18

January 18, 2017

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Seasons                          I Winter starts and ends the year. A cold frigid and dry season. A dead season. Nothing flourishes, nothing grows. But some people, they prosper. The snow plows, ...

How to Survive Midterm Week

M. Murphy '18

January 13, 2017

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Every high schooler’s favorite week is quickly approaching. Yes, midterm week is almost here despite the intense denial. The thing that makes this week seem particularly daunting is the fact that there are so many exams adm...

She!

She!

December 1, 2016

Autumn Leaves

Autumn Leaves

October 30, 2016

Poems in the Style of “Cultivo Una Rosa Blanca” by Jose Marti

April 21, 2015

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This year, both Mrs. Herle’s Spanish VH and AP Spanish wrote their own poems in the style of Jose Marti’s “Cultivo Una Rosa Blanca”. Marti’s poem tells of growing a white rose to give to a friend, but also to an enemy,...

Innocence

T. Mangan '15

June 4, 2014

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The white buds of the spring’s first flowers bloom. A dove and everything that never heard Of awful things. Never have known of gloom, Of strife and hurt, only beliefs absurd. But glow as bright as the warm sun does shine Still...

All About You

R. Edwards '15

June 4, 2014

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You are worthy You are priceless You can't be outing yourself like that It's unhealthy I know the pain I know how it feels to lose friends you care about But you’ve got to let go of it You’ve gotta move on I know it’s pain...

Of Nature

R. Edwards '15

June 3, 2014

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Nature serves for delight, for life, and for beauty. Their main use for delight is in the relation between a man and his fruit; for life, is in science behind it; and for beauty, is in the conversation of the hoi polloi. To spend...

Together

R. Edwards '15

June 3, 2014

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Since the first day we met, my life was changed, Delighted with everyday we spent. My emotions were highly rearranged, Making me understand how much life meant. Spending most of my day, I think of you With all the love...

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