Conversation with Fleesie Hubbard
October 6, 2023
With a focus on the wonders and ways of travel, TCS Trustee Fleesie Hubbard shared a "Conversation with...
With a focus on the wonders and ways of travel, TCS Trustee Fleesie Hubbard shared a "Conversation with...
[embed]https://youtu.be/qnN5hrU1OOY[/embed] This week's edition of TCS Student News was researched, written, produced and anchored by Rhys Guilfoyle and Ruth Rivas with technical production by Hector Rivas and advising by Megan Rivers....
The assignment: FAIRY TALES RECONSIDERED. Kennedy’s back story for Alice suggests a less-than-wonderful Wonderland. My name is Rita. I’m a 32-year-old woman. We’ve all watched “Alice in Wonderland” at one point in life, right? What am I saying. Of course, we have! Everyone remembers the inquisitive little girl, with golden blonde hair, bright blue eyes and that damn blue dress. Although it may be hard to believe, I was once that little girl. I once wore that blue dress, my messy hair was all gold and pretty then, too. Nobody could take their eyes off me for even a second. I was the talk of the town, or I guess the movie set. I remember so clearly the day I was picked for the role. I was 7 years old. The exact day it happened, November of 1958, my mother basically sold me off for Hollywood money. I had just woken up on the same bug infested mattress I slept on for most of my life, when my mother suddenly burst into my room. She packed all my clothes into a tiny K-mart bag and told me to get my nice clothes on, which could be compared to a yellow shower curtain. I asked ‘why?’ She snapped at me “Get your damn clothes on and keep that mouth shut.” I didn't ask any more questions and slipped into my dress. If you knew one thing about my mother, it was that she had a bad temper. Kennedy Lewis October 12, 2023...
The assignment: FAIRY TALES RECONSIDERED. Ruth’s twist on Goldilocks might just keep you awake tonight. I wake up and open my eyes. Normally, I would see darkness, feel my comfortable bed, and hear my loud air conditioner…but not this time. I woke up in an uncomfortable place and position. Instead of hearing my AC, I hear birds chirping and I see trees above me. I sit up and look at my surroundings. Where am I? I decide to take a look around and, as I’m walking, I see a massive house made out of wood. It seemed familiar, but I just couldn’t pinpoint it because I mean, I simply didn’t know where I was. I take a few steps closer to the odd-looking house and peek through a window. There was nobody inside so I walked around the outside of the house to inspect it. I don’t see any suspicious items, but when I go up to the porch to open the door to the house, I hear voices. I quickly hide behind a large couch on the porch and hear footsteps getting louder and louder with the voices also getting louder and closer. After a while, people appear and open the door to “their” house (I assume). My eyes widen. There are three different-sized bears with one little girl standing behind them. She has shiny, dirty, blonde hair in two messy buns and seems to be half the size of the smallest bear, and just like an ant compared to the other two bears in front of her. I...
Denise Kumani Gantt, Director of Education and Resident Artist at The Lyric, brings her talents into TCS again this year with a new class. Ms. Denise is focusing on the play - understanding this art form, its structure and elements. This includes reading plays, watching performances and meeting with playwrights. The students are also doing journaling that will become the basis for a performance that they will do at the End of Year Ceremony. Thank you Ms. Denise!...
The students are excited to have Ms. Leandra's weekly Art Class start up again for the new year. Leandra brings her talent, background as a commercial artist and 25 years of teaching experience at Loyola Blakefield into the classroom. Last year the students produced some remarkable work including their beautiful Impressionist paintings that were featured at the End of Year Ceremony. We are eager to witness the skills she develops in the students this year and the creativity she brings forward. Thank you Ms. Leandra!...
Ed & Mike Gavin have been working for weeks to replace the decking and railing on the back deck. The project included moving the greenhouse and building a new potting table. It looks beautiful and is much more functional. Today, Hector and Karla volunteered their time to get the greenhouse set up and to plant the first set of crops. They planted food items that the students will eat at the school including broccoli, carrots and peppers and spices that we will sell to raise money for the project including basil, parsley, dill and cilantro. Stay tuned for way more on this project!!...
The students were tasked to write a story about the loss of one of their five senses. QUINN noted the pros and cons of her loss of SMELL, and discovered that her Grandma has quite the sense of humor. Grandma’s House “ACHOO!” I sneezed loudly. My brother exclaims, “Gross!”. We are in the car on the way to our grandmother’s house. I have the worst stuffy nose ever! Why did I have to get a dog? I thought to myself. I could’ve gotten a cat, or maybe a goldfish! We finally arrive at my grandma’s house and unload the car. As I’m dragging my bag into the living room I notice something. It doesn’t smell like snickerdoodles! Grandma always makes us snickerdoodles when we come over. I put my bag down and go into the kitchen. “Hey, Grandma, why doesn’t it smell like...
The students were tasked to write a story about the loss of one of their five senses. ETHAN used his loss of SIGHT to remind us all to count our blessings. 4 Senses Today was the day when everything that could go wrong went wrong . I lost one of my senses. I lost my sense of Sight. I could not see anything. All I could see was darkness. My life doesn't feel the same anymore. I feel hopeless . It feels like I am just nothing without my eyes. All I do is sit in my room, right by the window and just listen to the sweet sound of birds chirping, and the leaves moving. I really do wish that God would take one of my other senses away instead of my sight. But you know what? Everything happens for a reason. Maybe I wasn’t supposed to be a football player, or a business owner. Maybe I was just supposed to a blind man who goes around the neighborhood telling his story to different people to tell them to never take life for granted. Ethan. Jobita Jemadari September 22, 2023 ...
The students were tasked to write a story about the loss of one of their five senses. RHYS turned his loss of TASTE into a championship-winning advantage at Carolina’s annual Hot Pepper Eating Challenge. 4 Senses Chicken noodle soup...