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Student's Writings
February 17, 2026

[vc_row][vc_column][vc_column_text css=""] The students were presented with two poetic lines about angels & demons and asked to consider those competing concepts.  ETHAN…channels his father’s struggles with these concepts from his Tanzanian roots to his American reality. Angels & Demons As a father of four, I have faced many Angels and Demons. My Angels include moments of beauty, love, inspiration, and spiritual discoveries. On the other hand, my Demons include moments of insanity, depression, and mental breakdowns. My life has been a roller coaster of experiences. If you don’t mind, I would like to take a little time to explain parts of my journey. I was born in Tanzania; more specifically, Arusha. I was the firstborn in my family, followed by my three little sisters: Dorbibi, Mahabibi, and Mya. Dorbibi was a "demon"; she was the terror of the house. She would always snitch and be mama’s pet peeve. Mahabibi, on the other hand, was cool; she was the chill one of the family. Mya and I never really had much of a relationship; I was 11 when she was born, and during that time, I was sent to boarding school in Kenya by my father's choice. My father and I were very close; he was a loving family man. However, he would get angry when I did not focus on my studies or when I skipped school to play sports, so he decided to send me to Kenya to focus on my education. Being in Kenya was a different experience: no family, no good food…just me, myself, and soccer. During my...

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Student's Writings
February 17, 2026

[vc_row][vc_column][vc_column_text css=""]The students were presented with two poetic lines about angels & demons and asked to consider those competing concepts. JASON…speaks of the challenge to keep the demons of the past from shading the possibilities of the present. Two Sides There are different sides of your own mind: the angel, the demon, and something in between. No matter who you are or what you believe, there is no helping yourself from falling into one of these sides. It is not emotion but a collection, subsides of memories that come back when you don’t want them to. Most of the time, you're somewhere in between, not thinking about anything substantial while going to work, school, the store, or nowhere at all. My point being that you don’t need to be anywhere or doing anything for things to come up to bite you. I was walking to my house on a cold day while snowflakes were slowly falling, disappearing under my breath. I couldn’t think of much because I was hearing a beat, it was like listening to someone’s heartbeat who had no heart, or listening to someone talk who isn’t there. The feeling was so confusing I couldn’t really think of anything else. That’s why I walk; I try to reach something that isn’t there, trying to fill that feeling of longing. When you don’t have anyone to talk to or make new memories, that leads you to a door. Behind the door are all the memories you don’t want to remember… so you don’t open it and keep looking...

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Student's Writings
February 17, 2026

[vc_row][vc_column][vc_column_text css=""] The students were presented with two poetic lines about angels & demons and asked to consider those competing concepts.  KARLA…takes a poetic approach of her own, while bookending her piece with the two proffered lines. Wings I have felt the wind of the wing of madness  Nothing more than a body full of sadness  Anger flowing through my veins  All I feel is pain  My lungs deprived of air  Voice is gone and not a thing seems fair  I question why me, why me, why me  My brain keeps telling me to flee  But my body won’t move   Frozen in place because I have everything to lose  Or maybe I already lost myself  In a pool full of madness  Where all I can do is drown  And the only place I am going is down  But…  There is something pulling me up  The end of the depression race seems close up  I want to feel this surreal sense of happiness That flows in excess  Making my body explode into a new being  Going from fleeing to freeing    How do I escape this anticipation?  Taking me apart piece by piece  Where I can never be at peace What if I end this suffering before?  Let my body and feelings pour    I can feel my guardian angel close by Maybe it’s just in my head but I do want to try  I want to be with my angel now more than ever    But, if it won’t come for me then I’ll meet it  Just wait a bit  I’ll grow my own wings  I’ll fly so high that no one will mistake me for a bird  Just the thought of it seems absurd  I can’t wait any longer  I want to become stronger  Sore through the...

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Student's Writings
February 17, 2026

[vc_row][vc_column][vc_column_text css=""] The students were presented with two poetic lines about angels & demons and asked to consider those competing concepts.  KHORI…reminds us that striking a balance between these two inevitable concepts is what defines our individual humanity.                                                            Balance In real life, angels and demons aren’t actual beings. They’re the voices in your head that influence the choices you decide to make in your life. The angel is the part of you that always wants to do the right thing. It constantly tells you to follow the rules, and not to disappoint anyone. Sometimes this voice can help; other times it can create pressure, and guilt.  The demon part is the part that feels everything. Anger and temptation specifically. It questions rules, and pushes back when certain things may seem unfair. People always see this voice as bad, but ignoring it doesn’t always make it go away; in fact,l it can cause inner conflict. Everyone lives with both.  When one takes over completely, things may start to feel off. Balance comes from recognizing the two voices, and deciding carefully which one to listen to. Angels and demons aren’t about good and evil. They represent the internal struggle that shapes all of us as human beings.                                                                                                                   ...

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Student's Writings
February 7, 2026

[vc_row][vc_column][vc_column_text css=""] The students were tasked to craft a story about a coin toss—the simple gamble of Heads or Tails. MOHAMED…takes us inside the thoughts of someone who uses the coin toss to make a decision he could not, or could he? Luck In a coin toss, there are two possible outcomes: heads or tails. And based on that, there is a fifty percent chance you could get either outcome. But life doesn’t flip that clean.  I stood on the cracked sidewalk outside the gas station, the air smelling like gasoline and burned pizza, rolling a quarter across my knuckles. The sun was setting and my heart was beating faster than it should’ve been for something this simple.  Heads, I’d do it.  Tails, I’d walk away. That was the deal I made with myself. No overthinking. No last-minute excuses. Just luck deciding for me, because honestly, luck felt more reliable than my own brain lately. I flicked the coin into the air. It spun fast, catching the light, flashing silver like it was showing off. For a second, everything slowed down. The cars passing by. The wind brushing my hoodie. Even my thoughts shut up for once. All I could focus on was that coin flipping over and over. Clink. It hit the ground and bounced once before settling. Heads. I stared at it, feeling something weird twist in my chest. Not excitement. Not fear. Something in between. Like when you’re standing at the top of a roller coaster and realize there’s no getting off now. So that was it. Luck had spoken. I picked up the coin and slipped...

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Student's Writings
February 7, 2026

[vc_row][vc_column][vc_column_text css=""] The students were tasked to craft a story about a coin toss—the simple gamble of Heads or Tails.  MINGO…deploys a fictitious walk to school to dispel the belief that a coin toss is a 50/50 proposition. Not Quite 50/50 There I was, at the crossroad between me, my brother, and five dollars. And the fate of the money was all up to a coin toss.  Allow me to start from the beginning.  It was a relatively gloomy school morning. I must have been in eighth grade, my brother in sixth grade. Along with my dad who always walked us to school, we were making haste toward the school. When the time came to cross the street, the pedestrian signal (the walking man) illuminated a bright white in the gray day, and I grabbed my dad’s hand and began to cross the street. That was a rule of his. Whenever crossing the street, you first check if the walking man is up, then, look both ways, stay inside the crosswalk, and hold his hand. This never irked me. My dad, as an auto-accident lawyer, had seen a lot of things in his work, and he knew best. My brother, on the other hand, was more of a rebel, and despite my dad’s plead, he did not hold his hand. Instead, my brother decided to stay as far away from my dad as possible. Now that I am reminiscing about the circumstance, I believe they had gotten into a fight the previous day. So my brother opted to be a...

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Student's Writings
February 7, 2026

[vc_row][vc_column][vc_column_text css=""] The students were tasked to craft a story about a coin toss—the simple gamble of Heads or Tails.  DANNY…dissects the film, “No Country for Old Men,” and the dispassionate way the film’s main antagonist deploys the coin toss to decide life or death. Death Anton Chigurh is one of the greatest antagonists in fiction. This is a spoiler-free review, so no, the open-ended fate of Llewelyn Moss’s wife is not a spoiler. We actually have no idea what happened to her.  Anyways, I will be talking about what he exactly represents. Anton Chigurh is a cold and nigh-emotionless psychopath who is the main antagonist of Cormac McCarthy’s “No Country for Old Men.” The popular movie is directed by Joel and Ethan Coen. The actor for the main antagonist is Javier Bardem. Anton Chigurh is a hitman, completely devoid of empathy, remorse, and compassion. When set upon a goal, he stops at nothing to achieve it; he kills anyone in his way, and he has an eerie presence of near invincibility throughout the film. He often seems to be ontologically inevitable, which is very significant, but I’ll get into that later. Psychologists have ranked Chigurh #1 as the most accurate depiction of a psychopath in cinema. Chigurh wields a suppressed Remington shotgun and a captive bolt pistol, often used for painlessly dispatching farm animals. In Cormac McCarthy’s works, such as “No Country for Old Men” and “Blood Meridian”, he often depicts his antagonist as being the ontological representation of certain concepts. It’s arbitrary and implicit pertaining to what...

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Student's Writings
January 29, 2026

[vc_row][vc_column][vc_column_text css=""] The students were presented with a 1965 video of Bob Dylan’s iconic song, “Subterranean Homesick Blues,” and asked to consider its message. MOHAMED…pens a letter from the songwriter himself. Back Then is Starting to Look Like Now Dear leaders of the future, When I wrote the song, “Subterranean Homesick Blues”, I wasn’t intending for the future to revert back to the past. At my current age of 84, I have seen plenty of change, both good and bad. And I can say with confidence that the United States of America is in big trouble. I’ve seen it all: war, corruption, economic frustration, and even the systemic disillusionment America presents. I thought that there was nothing worse than what I experienced in the 60’s, but there is. And that’s the current administration. Within a year of the President being in office, the damage done could take years to repair. Our global relations with other nations are fading. What they call the issue of immigration is not only hurting countless families but also taking a toll on our economy. It’s a major betrayal to drive out to the very people who build this nation. Democracy is being shattered with the corruption happening in the government. Those in power only look out for themsleves rather than the people of this nation. It’s a tragic world we live in and only the leaders of the future can rebuild the damage that is being done. I urge you all to step up and fight with unity and justice Do not be comfortable. That only...

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Student's Writings
January 29, 2026

[vc_row][vc_column][vc_column_text css=""] The students were presented with a 1965 video of Bob Dylan’s iconic song, “Subterranean Homesick Blues,” and asked to consider its message.  RYLEE…finds the “twenty years of schooling” line to be alarming. A Song Stuck in My Head   A dark room, and an alarm that’s been stuck in my head for as long as I can remember! It's a pattern that has been embedded in me forever. Yet, I continue this cycle because, once I get out of school, I will be moving on my own schedule. Or maybe that’s just what I tell myself to get through these days. I listened to the song "Subterranean Homesick Blues” by Bob Dylan, and one specific lyric that stands out to me is “Twenty years of schooling, and they put you on the day shift.” Which makes me wonder, will I ever break this trying cycle? Waking up and going to school for what feels like the majority of the day and then going straight home is what feels like one of the most repetitive things that one can do. By the time I actually enjoy the concept of life, and my actions stop counting towards how successful my future will be,  could be at retirement age! I suppose if your career ends up being something you enjoy, then it might not feel too bad, but getting to that point can take years. There really is no being certain when the cycle stops, or if it ever will. So I guess my real question is, when will that alarm...

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Student's Writings
January 29, 2026

[vc_row][vc_column][vc_column_text css=""] The students were presented with a 1965 video of Bob Dylan’s iconic song, “Subterranean Homesick Blues,” and asked to consider its message. MADISYN…shares the obvious truth the song made her realize. Obvious Truth One of the most famous lines from Bob Dylan’s Subterranean Homesick Blues was “You don’t need a weather man to know which way the wind blows.” This line means more than what it says. It gives us a glimpse of what most people had to differentiate; the obvious truth versus the truth that was shoved in their face and forced to believe.  This is seen in every part of history. Especially today with social media as the main source of information. So many “truths” are shoved down our throats forcing us to repeat the same thing like a broken record. In some cases, if you have an opposing opinion, you are forced to keep it to yourself or you would be shamed online or even threatened.  Normalization just stacks on top of that because once something bad is normal and everyone does it, it shouldn’t be an issue, right? Well, it still is. It always will be. Just because “everyone” agrees doesn't make it ok. If everyone could use the brains they have and form their own thoughts and opinions instead of imitating others, they might be able to figure out what they truly believe and why. That’s my obvious truth. Madisyn Hall January 28, 2026 [/vc_column_text][/vc_column][/vc_row]...

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