Student’s Writings

January 21, 2022

An Elevator Story By Ronan Guilfoyle It’s the end of the 2021-2022 school year, my last year of high school with all these amazing friends, who I now consider family. We’ve talked about doing things together for years, like one big huge trip. Somehow we finally figured out a plan to get it done. Where did we choose, you may ask. Well, we chose the amazing city of New York. Mr. Don is always mentioning to us that he used to live and work in the city of New York. I’ve only been one time but I dream of going again and seeing all it has to offer. Now, if you know me, you know that I hate doing adventurous things by myself. Constantly, I’m trying to find people to go on car rides with me, go to the movies with me, or just hangout. Point is, I don’t like being alone very much, especially in huge places like New York. So I’m so glad I get to experience it with my classmates. After the painful three hour car ride full of loud conversation between students and Ethan’s annoying laugh we arrive in New York. Parking has always been a huge issue for travelers to the impeccable concrete jungle where dreams are made. Luckily, Mr.Tom has connections wherever we go. We found a parking spot for our van right next to our hotel. We unload into our rooms, five separate rooms all on the third floor since Mr.Tom hates elevators. Room one was composed of Jayla, Airy, Destiny, and Bre’Onna....

Exotic Expeditions – Myshell Jones

by Tom

Student's Writings

January 14, 2022

Exotic Expeditions by Myshell Jones “Okay class start writing” “Okay Mr. Don” (The class says) Now that Mr.Don has told us to start writing; I have no idea what to write. Mr. Don gave us this pretty interesting topic. He gave me a picture of this place named Bhutan. I have no idea what this place is at all or who the people in this picture are. I only have one solution to this problem: ask for help to figure out my problem. I need to go up to Mr. Don and let him know I have no idea what to write about this strange place named Bhutan that I know literally nothing about. (So that’s what I do). “Hey Mr. Don” (I say) “Hey Myshell, what can I help you with? Wait before you tell me, let me get a drink of my water. My mouth just gets so dry” “Okay” “Okay, so what do you need help with Myshell?” “I just don't know anything about this place at all or these people in the picture that you call the Monks” “Well Myshell, you don't really need to know anything about Bhutan. What you need to do is put yourself inside of this picture and write about it. I think you can do it.” “Okay Mr.Don. Well before I go, I have one more question. May I use the bathroom?” “Of course you can use the bathroom. You don't have to ask me.” “Okay, thank you.” “Wait Myshell, before you go, enjoy your time in Bhutan.” Enjoy my time in Bhutan? What is Mr.Don talking about? Maybe he...

Doing the Right Thing

by Tom

Student's Writings, TCS Student News

October 8, 2021

Doing the Right Thing by Jayla Nickens-Gill How do you help someone who won’t even help themself? How do you be there for someone who has given up on so much in life? How do you do the right thing, even when it’s hard? I went to school with a girl. I won’t say her name for privacy reasons, but she was always sad and depressed. She never wanted to try anything or do anything. She would sit by herself and just exist, didn’t look like she was even alive, she probably didn’t feel alive. I would stare at her, trying to figure out what she was thinking about, and ways I could help her, but my mind was blank. I could’ve just gone on with my life, not caring about this girl like all the other students, but I couldn't. I knew I had to help her. One day I decided that I would be a person she could rely on. When I went to school that day, she was sitting down at one of the lunch tables reading a book. As I made my way over to her, I stopped in my tracks as I watched as the “mean” girl pushed the sad girl off the chair. The “mean” girl was way taller than me and the sad girl. I walked over and helped the girl off the floor. That’s when I noticed the cuts on her arm. I felt like someone kicked me in the stomach. I felt like I was going to vomit after seeing...

It’s Not Easy Being Tiny

by Tom

Student's Writings, TCS Student News

October 1, 2021

It's Not Easy Being Tiny by Chase Christou I’m short. Like very short. Too short. Being short is a weird, and cool experience. It’s sometimes depressing, and sometimes really great. I sort of feel bad for tall people. You'll never get to experience being short and standing next to a huge building and just feeling so tiny. If you’re tall you’ll still most likely feel tiny but being short just makes it so much better. Some history about me. I’ve been short all my life. In middle school I was around 4’6. Yeah short. Going through middle school for me being short was a semi-humbling and quite fun experience you could call it. Luckily for me I had a pretty good group of friends, I mean they still teased me of course. Can’t escape that. But they were nice. The other kids in the school weren’t extremely mean either. So I’d say my middle school journey was quite lucky actually, and I enjoyed it. Fast forward to high school and now I’m around 5’3. Grew a lot during quarantine. Pretty cool how that works. Don’t get me wrong though, I’m still short. I’m just a lot taller. I’m glad I’m here in this school, I don’t know if I would have been able to survive public highschool. Now that I'm here for 4 years hopefully, I have time to grow both physically and mentally. But I don’t really care too much about being the tallest person in the class. Of course I don’t want to go back to being...