By: Evren Khan, Caleb Fehm, and Eston Brainerd Sacrifice is an honor that soldiers never get to receive. In All Quiet on the Western Front by Erich Maria Remarque, Paul sacrificed his past life for his country, his friends, and his family. Every human makes sacrifices for what they love,... Continue reading

By: Evren Khan and Caleb Fehm Comrades are one connected entity, and in All Quiet on the Western Front by Erich Maria Remarque, the soldiers are comrades that feel no differences between each other. Paul and the other soldiers feel a “communion” between themselves, and an “Intimacy” they share that... Continue reading

Dear Evren, The war is finally over, but not in the way I wanted it to end. I must say that while I would have preferred if we won, at least it is over. I have seen enough of my friends and fellow soldiers die on the battlefield to last... Continue reading

Soldier’s greatest qualities Much have I suffered, labored long and hard by now. ~Odysseus - The Odyssey War is a lottery, but there are ways to improve your odds. In All Quiet on the Western Front by Erich Maria Remarque, the main character, Paul, uses his skills to survive and... Continue reading

By: Evren Khan No one can control their sympathy “This world’s anguish is no different from the love the we insist on holding back” ~Aberjhani Even enemies deserve sympathy. In Chapter Nine of All Quiet on the Western Front by Erich Maria Remarque, the main character, Paul, begins to see... Continue reading

By: Evren Khan and Charlie Hood The two sides of war “War does not determine who is right - only who is left” ~Bertrand Russel You can see horror and war through your eyes or in your mind. In All Quiet on the Western Front by Erich Maria Remarque, war... Continue reading

The riptide of life As the waves toss it from side to side, can a lone paper boat sail the sea by its own volition? Is there really any way to control where you go in life? What happens throughout life is something that people can barely control. The freedom... Continue reading

The Road Not Taken By: Robert Frost Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel both And be one traveler, long I stood And looked down one as far as I could To where it bent in the undergrowth; Then took the other, as just... Continue reading

The Four Seasons “Seasons are what a symphony ought to be: four perfect movements in harmony with each other” ~Arthur Rubinstein Metacognition A great writer does not make for a good poet, but a good poet always makes for great writer. I found that this Haiku assignment was a lot... Continue reading

Primitive does not mean simple Inside all of us is a wild thing ~Maurice Sendak Sometimes the primitive wild is not as simple as you might think. In The Call of the Wild, by Jack London, the primitive is more complicated than I thought was possible. It is hard to... Continue reading

The unbeatable waves “The sea does not like to be restrained” ~Rick Riordan The Ocean is a beast of unimaginable proportions and destructive power. I love the ocean, but I learned to respect its might. Playing around in the sparkling waves can turn very dangerous in an instant. Those who... Continue reading

Clear water, clear mind Every place where we feel safety is treasure ~Jan Jansen The most beautiful sight is a place of serenity and safety. My most treasured place is 2,437 miles away, but my mind's eye can return there in a second. I’ve only been to Franklin Falls three... Continue reading

Friendship is worth more than gold A real friend is one who walks in when the rest of the world walks out. ~Walter Winchell True friends will do anything for each other. Even when things went terribly wrong my friend was there for me. Every friendship has some problems and... Continue reading

When the intruder is my brother The greatest gift our parents ever gave us was each other. ~Sister’s Journal Our makers can be our breakers. The family that once cherished me like a deity forgot me overnight. When I got replaced by a newer model it ended my world, but... Continue reading

In the book, The Poet X by Elizabeth Acevedo, there is a poem called, What Twin Be Knowing. This poem’s theme is understanding and hope. What Twin Be Knowing As I’m getting ready for sleep, I’m surprised to see the crumpled poetry club flyer neatly unfolded and on my bed.... Continue reading

Dear Lars Goosen, I’m having a great week right now. Today I have a theatre tech lunch and a soccer (football) practice. So how about you, anything exciting planned in the immediate future? How is school going? Are you having fun or are you already staring with glazed eyes at... Continue reading

He trudges through the barren landscape, through the icy ground that compresses as he walks. He watches the great tops mountains rise and fall as the ground writhes. A lump pushes its way through the earth, like a whale's back breaching the waves. As it passes below him he is... Continue reading

My Odd Hobby Explained It is nice finding that place where you can just go and relax ~Moises Arias Everybody has that one place where they can go and relax. A place where there is no stress or worries. Generally people feel that a place like this is their bed,... Continue reading

You wake to sleep the next night You wake to roll over on the day You wake as gazelle does; without a fight You wake so you’re not prey Success wakes up on time And gets ready without fuss Success doesn’t think it’s a crime To wake up at six... Continue reading