by Simon Mehari
In Kanye West’s, “Murder to excellence,” song starts off by saying, “314 soldiers died in Iraq, 509 died in Chicago.” This statistic, that was used in West’s 2011 song, perfectly illustrates why gun laws need to be stricter. If the U.S. was to adopt the British system, we would not only decrease the number of homicides but also the amount of police killings. In Britain the general police force isn’t allowed to carry firearms, only special forces are permitted to.
After Robert Frost
by Vanessa L.
The last leaf falls slowly, fluttering down
As though alight on the wind of my breath.
It joins the eddy, the abdicated crown Continue reading
After Sir Gawain and the Green Knight
by Ella C.
In scaly water, through gentle breeze we paddled swift
Among the swell and soothing sigh of the dancing sea.
In front of our eyes a mountain rose, of water ready to crash, Continue reading
By Simon Mehari
[Proctored: Monitored studying in the library Sunday-Thursday from 7:30 – 9:30 pm.]
“Don’t forget my expectations for this evening. It could get real quiet with everyone in proctored this week.” Peter B.’s quote struck fear into every single male student in the dorms. You see, we [the boys dorm] started off the year strong. Constantly beating the girls week in and week out, always having a cleaner overall dorm. Over the past 3 weeks the guys dorm has been looking more like what my room looks like on an average day, which does not meet the health standards OES has to follow. Every possible thing that could be cleaned in the dorms needed to be spotless. The lounge, the fridge, the hallways, and most importantly individual rooms.
by Abe Asher
Last Friday, I sat down with Upper School Head Jordan Elliott for a wide-ranging interview on a number of topics, including teacher pay, his career path, his future at the school, and more.
by Peter Bloch
Well guys, its apparent who’s on track to win this competition, and it ain’t a pretty fight. This grow off is getting hairy and Graham is leaping tall salons ahead of me. I’m getting burned every day for it. Here are some photos to clue you all non-believers in.
by Thomas Pinkava
For those of you who are blind, oblivious, living under a rock, or part of the English Department’s incognizance initiative, a problem or two recently arose in the matter of Calculus class. Words were thrown, people were offended, heretics were slaughtered, militaries were deployed, missiles were launched, and some very furtive glances were passed between several bearded men. Hang on — I’m thinking about something else entirely.