Senior Edition 2018
Senior Wills
I, Noah Stubenrauch, will my varsity spot to Dennis Giller
I, Katelyn Sevier, will my pettiness to Sophia Calcidise
I, Celeste Riddell, will ONE of my 6-inch high heels to Erin Seccia.
I, Alec Yeaste, will my First Trombone chair in symphonic band to Tim Bredemeier
I, Abby Dorsa, will my Carmex to Abby Ewing
I, Dunia Alkurdi, will leave my studious tendencies from freshman year —only— to Meghan Burke of the sophomore class.
I, Juste Kirieliute, will happiness and more sleep throughout high school to Urte Kirieliute and Gabby Stover.
I, Taylor Owens, will the marching band truck loading crew and podium duty to Jack Roman. Continue reading
“Have a good start to my career, and not in Ohio”- Maddie Schlotterbeck
She wants to see lions. She wants to see Table Mountain and Victoria Falls. She wants to help Africa become a better place.
25 percent of the children who age out of their orphanages in Eastern Europe commit suicide, 60 percent of those males become incarcerated, and 70 percent of those females become sex slaves. One young man from Ukraine was able to overcome those odds, excel in the obstacle course of unfortunate events that is life, score as many soccer goals as John Mayer scores dates, and dazzle his peers with his electric personality. This man answers to the name of Ruslan Burnside. 
Imagine sitting in an honors composition class hearing a sudden laughter at the expense of silence. The first reaction is to laugh, the second is to look up at her slowly and looked confused. She can’t help herself. Laughter tumbles out of her unconsciously. What’s that noise you tend to hear during an awkward silence? It’s Beth.
It began with a sketch. It was one of the most unforgettable days of her life. She drew buildings and bridges and lights,everything she saw when she first moved to America. Her fear and excitement all captured onto a piece of paper. The people who filled this new home did not speak her language, but when they would look at what she had made, they’d be able to see through her eyes.
Awaiting instructions regarding the day’s busy volunteering tasks, she began cleaning toys, tidying up the room, and greeting patients who made their way through the rotating doors of children’s hospital. As she picked up her fourth toy, which was surprisingly sticky for 9 a.m., a voice echoed from the back of the room. “I think today’s your day.” 
A bright light shines down on her face. Multiple surgeons surround her bed holding various metal instruments. Her eyelids begin to flutter. Slowly, her vision fades to nothing as she falls asleep. 
People say you will never forget your wedding day. She was getting married to a camper at Stepping Stones as a volunteer counselor; it was a fake ceremony but a real union of friendship. She had picked out her outfit and had done her hair on the morning of this so-called wedding. When she arrived at Stepping Stones, prince charming was waiting for his bride to be with a ring pop wedding ring.
e held onto Mom and Dad refusing to go in. He didn’t realize how much fun he would have that day. He met all new people and he was his own person. He has come a long way from that first day of Kindergarten, being scared to leave his parents, to being ready for college.
Dating is hard enough in high school. Imagine how hard it would be if you were gay, transgender, or bisexual.
How close are you to your teachers? Are you close enough to be comfortable in their classrooms knowing that they would be armed? I’m close with some of my teachers, but not 
A year ago, 
Sitting in the auditorium as a freshman, I listened as Seniors said “I wish I would’ve gotten more involved.” As a freshman I believed I would get involved early. But I didn’t. I believed I wouldn’t have any regret. And I do. I didn’t realize that getting involved is easy and life changing. 
February 14, 2018. Valentine’s Day. A tragedy in the making for the students of Stoneman Douglas High School in Parkland, Florida. After watching 17 of their peers, teachers, and faculty be killed by a former student with a gun, the students took a stand. 
Similar to the #MeToo movement that made like the Scorpions and rocked Hollywood like a hurricane – all starting with the sleazy Harvey Weinstein – Louisville’s equally sleazy head coach, Rick Pitino, appears to have set off a storm of his own in the NCAA. Pitino illegally persuaded recruits to play at Louisville by bribing them with large sums of money. To add insult to injury, he was discovered to have purchased prostitutes to engage in sexual activity with the underaged recruit players. Last week, ESPN reported that Sean Miller, the head coach of the Arizona University Wildcats basketball team, was exposed on phone conversations wiretapped by the FBI to have similarly bribed star recruit Deandre Ayton $100,000 to attend the school and play basketball there. The shocking report resulted in a highly polarized response from NCAA basketball fans all across the country. Many condemned Miller and Ayton for their actions, and others argued that collegiate athletes should receive a salary. When I first heard people bring up the latter argument, I burst into laughter, and here’s why.
850 million people die each year due to starvation, yet there is enough food in the world to feed every single person. I read this statistic a few months ago and couldn’t believe it. If we have more than enough food, why is world hunger still a problem? 
