Writer
by Jacklyn PekalaWhen I was starting to read and write at a higher level than picture books, I wanted to be a famous author. The many names printed tidily across hardcover books had me dream of living a famous life with crowds of loyal readers. The early success of...
Teaching
by Jaden Schilaci Growing up, I always dreamed of being some sort of doctor, specifically a brain surgeon. I spent a lot of time in the hospital growing up, so I had a lot of different doctors helping me out. Although I was scared at the time, they inspired me. I...
Journalism
by Maggie Alderisio When I was a child, I very much operated under the idea that the world was my oyster. I hyper-fixated on every new job I learned about; astronaut, actress, FBI agent, flight attendant, teacher, etc. It was freeing to know that I could do whatever I...
Michie Torres and Me
by Ava Ferriero Growing up, I loved watching Disney Channel. Name any show, and I can assure you that I have likely seen it and was obsessed with it. Because of this, I wanted to be just like the actresses I watched on television. Specifically, I strived to be like...
Color
When I was a kid, I loved color. I loved it from the various parks I visited, to the foods I ate, to the clothes I wore. No matter what the weather was, I was making sure to add a pop of color in my clothes. I have vivid memories of my mom allowing me to dress myself...
I Am Glitter
by Mkenna Gerard When I was a child, I was obsessed with glitter—the bright, reflective, sparkly substance that made everything feel magical and alive. I loved how it transformed the ordinary into something extraordinary, how it caught the light and demanded to be...
Muttering
by Chayil Dozier There was a time when my younger self would mutter under my breath while working on homework, brushing my teeth, or even picking out my clothes. Talking to myself became second nature—a little voice always keeping me company, guiding me through the...
Guys
by Isabelle Ems “Guys!” A short, four letter word that asserts me into any conversation. Ever since I could talk, “guys” was always my word to get someone’s attention. Whether it was to let my family know that I broke the glass vase that my grandmother gifted my...
Vienna
by Maggie Alderisi0 Lyrics: Slow down, you crazy child You’re so ambitious for a juvenile But then if you’re so smart Tell me why are you still so afraid? Mm Where’s the fire, what’s the hurry about? You’d better cool it off before you b You’ve got so much to do And...
Baghdad
by Sam Bye As someone who listens to a wide range of songs, it is hard to pinpoint what exactly makes a song good or bad. Some songs I enjoy because of the pure genius behind the lyrics–I know every word and try to decipher the meaning behind them. Other songs,...