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The students were presented with the challenge of coming upon a person perched on the ledge of a tall building in beautiful Los Angeles. MOHAMED…learns to appreciate a home filled with arguments and stress as opposed to one filled with silence. Man on the Ledge On the roof of the building I saw how endless Los Angeles looked. The city was full of light and noise, but on the roof it was quiet. I wanted some fresh air away from the weight of everything, from the arguments I had with my mom that kept getting me irritated and stressed. That’s when I saw him. A man sat on the edge of the building, his feet hanging over like he might slip. At first I thought he was just up there to think, but the way he stared out into nothing told me something was wrong. I hesitated before speaking, then asked, “Hey… are you okay?” He turned slowly, and I could see the sadness and exhaustion in his face, like he hadn’t slept in days. “ My family is gone” he said, with his voice low but steady. “ ICE came while I was at work. Took my parents and my sisters. Left me with nothing but a note on the table. They’re being sent back, but I was born here. I’m the only one who gets to stay.” The words hit me harder than I expected. I didn’t know, but in the moment it felt like the whole weight of his life was pushing on my chest. I stepped closer, careful...

The students were presented with the challenge of coming upon a person perched on the ledge of a tall building in beautiful Los Angeles. KENNEDY…channels the plight of a world-weary night watchman to deal with the crisis. Man on the Ledge I’m so glad I’m almost finished with my nightshift, being an overnight security guard is NOT for the weak. This month alone has made me reconsider my job. I've had things thrown at me, people screaming in my face, someone making direct eye contact with me while using the sidewalk as their urinal, the usual. I do one final sweep in front of the building before I head back to the break room. Just as I’m about to head back inside, a woman frantically runs up to me. (Madisyn): Sir- sir! PLEASE! I’m NOT in the mood for this, I try to side step her but she rushes to the door. Kennedy: Ma’am I’m gonna need you to back up from the door, mkay? Before I have to (Madisyn): Please! I saw a man on the roof- I think he’s gonna jump off! Kennedy: Mkay so, ma’am- no one has entered this building- alrighty? No one gets past me, NO ONE.  (Madisyn): Can you please just check, I saw him dangling off! In my mind I have ‘probable’ cause to tase this woman, but I’ve already gotten a few warnings this month for using ‘unethical’ force on civilians- whatever that means. And something tells me if there really is a man on the roof, and he just so happens to be embodying a bird,...

The students were presented with the challenge of coming upon a person perched on the ledge of a tall building in beautiful Los Angeles. MADISYN…is drawn into the ethereal presence of a man she once knew. Man on The Ledge I walk up on the terrace to see a man on the ledge. I didn’t expect anyone to be out there around this time of the night, especially not on the ledge. The air was cold and windy. The breeze was strong. I wondered if the stranger could feel it too. I walked over, keeping my distance. The man turned slightly, noticing my presence, but said nothing.  I sit along the ledge with the man. I looked down and I felt an adrenaline rush, not from the fear of falling but what might happen if I did. I looked over at the man again and his face was obscured. I couldn't tell if it was the angle but the man didn’t seem to have a face, not one that was visible to the naked eye.   Something about his presence was so familiar and nostalgic. He said, “ you know me.” His voice sounded mangled or somewhat muzzled but I felt what he said was true. I did know him. He spoke again. “You shouldn't be up here.” Then silence. I felt the eyes of the stranger on me for the first time. It was like he could see into my soul and possibly what my true intentions were. It made me feel uneasy.   I was reluctant to look back at the...

[embed]https://youtu.be/40NWkDwba6U[/embed] The main story in this week's edition focuses on the youth uprising in Nepal. Stories around the school include a Conversation with musician John Tyler, an art seminar with photographer Nicholas Rudolph, the kickoff of our monthly theatre seminar at The Lyric, a close up look with Marc Steiner at issues from the war on Palestine, a Spotlight on teaching artist Mitch Harris and more. This week's edition was produced by Danny Buck and Khori Mitchell with production assistance by Mohamed Cisse....

Money management was on the minds of TCS students today as we welcomed back our friends from Berman McAleer, The first monthly Financial Literacy class of the year was introduced by Kathleen Gower who designs this series and Ashley Wilkinson who co-taught today's seminar. The class started with a game that broke the students into two groups that each had to answer financial questions such as comparing college costs or the cost of car insurance for teenagers. This was followed by a session where the students shared what they would like to learn this year from cell phone plans to credit cards and investment.  Kathleen is collecting this information to design the seminars for this year to make sure they are relevant to the student's interests. Thank you Berman McAleer for the great seminar, delicious lunch and the planning for the rest of the year!...

Baltimore photographer Nicholas Rudolph shared his talent and tips with students today is our new weekly art seminar featuring local artists. The students learned about lighting, composition and equipment as part of this unique experience.  Nicholas is cofounder of Studio 5 located in the Station North Arts District. He set up his backdrop and lighting equipment in the school so the students could witness firsthand some of his techniques. this was a fascinating and engaging seminar.  Thank you Mr. Rudolph!...

Famed radio talk show host and longtime social justice activist Marc Steiner joined the students in Conversation today. Marc spoke about the history of the Israeli-Palestinian conflict and the difficulty in explaining how a long oppressed people can then oppress another people. The students have been following the tragedy taking place in Gaza and the helplessness of watching it unfold day after day. Marc was asked to share his perspective as a person whose family was persecuted for being Jewish historically and during the Holocaust. He strongly opposes anti-semitism while at the same time opposing the death and destruction faced by the Palestinians. This was a deeply personal conversation and deepened the students understanding significantly. Marc has been a long time friend of the school and is a frequent visitor to the classroom. We deeply appreciate his generosity in sharing his time and life experience....

The students were tasked to craft a story about a famous threesome, be they historical, whimsical, or from the kitchen cabinet. RYLEE…thoughtfully applies the functional properties of the knife, fork and spoon to her own development as an individual   Poking, cutting, and scooping, are all things that a fork, a knife, and a spoon are capable of. All of these are things I try to carry with me. There are appropriate times to use these utensils. Then there will be a great meal and you will have all of these utensils to use together. Poking the surface. For me to get to where I want to get in life, I have to at least poke the surface.I have to at least make some effort, I have to make a breakthrough. Of course, if I just stare at my food, it will never get to my mouth. If I don’t  make the effort.Then I’ll always be hungry for success. So I stick my fork in my food, and I poke the surface. Cutting the surface. My fork has made holes in my food, so therefore I've broken the surface apart. Now I just need to go deeper. I need to make more efforts to get the food to my mouth. I need to make a bigger hole so I can scoop my food. A doorway to success. Scooping in and taking a chunk out. I have a doorway to success. All I have to do is reach in and use the potential that the spoon holds. Entering myself in the doorway...

The students were tasked to craft a story about a famous threesome, be they historical, whimsical, or from the kitchen cabinet. DANNY…delivers a master class on the most brilliant generals of all time There are a lot of threesomes, trifectas, trios that are interesting. Boy oh boy, where do I even begin? The big three FromSoftware (videogame company) games, Elden Ring, Bloodborne, and Sekiro, are notable. The big three Greco-Roman gods, Zeus/Jupiter, Poseidon/Neptune, and Hades/Pluto. There are the big three chess players: Kasparov, Carlsen, and Fischer. There are the big three masterminds of psychological anime: Light Yagami, Johan Liebert, and Lelouch vi Britannia. There are the big three classical philosophers–Socrates, Plato, and Aristotle. There are the big three physicists– Newton, Einstein, and Maxwell. There’s the big three of Mathematics– Pythagoras, Euler, and Gauss. I could go on for at least 30 minutes about all of the greats, but there’s a specific big three that are most flashy and historically significant. I’ll speak on the most powerful and tactically brilliant generals of all time, which are pretty much undisputed, except for a few other guys. Some people would throw Hannibal Barca or Scipio Africanus on the list, some would argue for Frederick the Great, and some would say Khalid Ibn al-Walid...

The students were tasked to craft a story about a famous threesome, be they historical, whimsical, or from the kitchen cabinet. MINGO…takes us below the surface of SpongeBob’s weird world, delivering a clever button of an ending The last thing I remember is going to bed at 3:00AM after what could have been 6 or 7 hours of doomscrolling.“What is this place?” I think to myself. I had expected the hallucinations to catch up with me after  nights with no sleep, and my phone centimeters away from my eyes. I didn’t think a hallucination could be this lifelike. It could very well be a dream, but this place feels so real. I could feel the chill of the water, and the sand below my feet. I had been so busy trying to comprehend where I was, that I tuned out all the screaming in the distance.  “I’M READY, I’M READY, I’M READY!!”  And there I see him, a bright yellow sponge. He has the bluest eyes I’ve ever seen. It's about now that I realized I was just standing on the walkway, I need to go talk to him, I need to talk to SpongeBob.  “SpongeBob!” I project my voice as much as I can.  “Oh hey! I didn’t see you there. Do I know you?”. When Spongebob speaks to me, I see he has buck teeth, a Krusty Krab hat, and he wields a spatula.  “No you don’t, but I know you.” I said while also wondering how I can breathe and speak underwater, “I am from the surface, you...