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Student's Writings
October 4, 2025

The students were tasked to imagine themselves sitting on a park bench, waiting for a friend, when a blind person suddenly appears and asks the student, “What do you see?” JORDAN…starts to answer the question with her eyes, but soon finds herself tapping into the deeper well of her mind and heart. Blindspot Today I decided to go to a park with a friend. It doesn’t matter what park I go to, nor which friend I go with. I just feel like using the swingset the whole time instead of letting a little kid get on. They can cry to their parents all they want, I refuse to move. Anyway, I sat on a random bench in the park closest to my house. I kicked several rocks that were in front of me while I waited for my friend. Suddenly, I hear movement beside me. Turns out somebody sat down on the other side of the bench. I felt a little upset that somebody sat on my bench, until I looked up. The person sitting next to me was blind. They had a white cane with a red stripe, and dark glasses. It was quiet between the two of us for a moment. Then, they asked me a question out of nowhere. “What do you see?” I was confused as to why they asked me that question. I didn’t have anything else to do, so I answered. I told them about the trees swaying in the wind, the chirping of birds, and the countless kids running around. I thought I...

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Student's Writings
September 26, 2025

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...

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Student's Writings
September 26, 2025

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,...

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Student's Writings
September 26, 2025

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...

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Student's Writings
September 20, 2025

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...

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Student's Writings
September 20, 2025

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...

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Student's Writings
September 20, 2025

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...

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Student's Writings
September 8, 2025

My name is Mohamed. I’m sixteen years old, the class of 2027, and before I tell you about myself, I want you to picture something. Imagine a basketball player walking into the gym. He ties his shoes. He bounces the  ball and takes a couple form shots. To someone seeing this, it looks like a normal boy in a plain t-shirt, getting ready to train. But, in his mind he’s wearing a jersey. It’s stitched with his dream school’s name across the front. He sees the colors and the number even though nobody else can. That’s me. Every time I step on the court, I wear a jersey no one else can see. Some people call it imagination while others might call it delusion. I call it belief. I was born in Mali, and I came to the United States around the age of 6 or 7. That’s an important part of who I am because it shaped the way I see life. Coming from a place where not everyone has opportunities, I understand that every chance I get here is a blessing. My dream isn’t just me either. It’s about the people back home, my family, and anyone who’s been told their goals are impossible. When I grind, I’m not just chasing a future for myself. I’m caring the hopes of the people who may never step on a court in America. The people who may never have the chance to chase something this big. That’s what fuels me. I’m sixteen and about six foot- six one...

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Student's Writings
September 8, 2025

Well, well ,well… you guys only know me as E or Ethan but you guys don’t know who I really am you guys don’t know all of my other identities. I won’t get into them all but ill give some background. The two I will get into are Jobita, and Jemadari. Even though they are my two last names they have two totally different meanings. Lets start of with Jemadari, for the basic meaning its a general or hero its origin is Swahili and Hindu. Speaking of Swahlili I am from Tanzania, but my grandfather came from Afghanistan. But not going to lie thats just the basic my role as a Jemadari is being a role model to my younger ones. I am the eldest son, I am close to my little brother. But I mainly like to stay to myself when I am with the Jemadaris I am not really as talkative as much. I get my music taste from the Jemadari side, and for a fun fact I am the tallest on the Jemadari side.  Now for the Jobita side its the complete opposite. I am a different person on that side. For some starters I am one of the shortest males on that side. My uncle is 6’5, and my grandfather is 6’0  so you see how my fathers height interferes with my mothers. On the Jobita side I am more talkative I am very close to my mom, and my aunty. I love to shop, I love to have fun, I just...

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Student's Writings
September 8, 2025

      During the summer I was able to spend a lot of time in my own personal solitude. For       those who don’t know, solitude is the state or situation of being alone. I was able to learn more about myself ,and in turn learn more about others. I don’t know if you all remember but recently the class was talking about favorite subjects. Mine personally is psychology ,but it used to be  government. During the summer my interest in psychology rose. It was a consistent wonder of who I am and why I do the things that I do that peaked my interest.  I’ve always been a really caring and empathetic person. Some people have even called me hypersensitive ,and I honestly couldn’t disagree. But the more I think about it, I was raised that way. When I was younger I often spent time with my grandmother because my mom was working a lot to provide for me. For those who don’t know my grandmother is a very caring and strict individual. I remember always asking her questions about anything, and I learned many important things from her. The most important thing that I’ve learned from her is that it’s okay to allow yourself to be emotional ,or to allow yourself to feel. I think today we live in a society that normalizes suppressing your emotions. I have met so many people who describe themselves “nonchalant” without really knowing what that means.  I’ve also learned suppressing your emotions is pretty useless because eventually they’re...

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