Miriam Boye, Banneker Academic H.S., SOTC 2016, Reporter
August 5, 2016
Filed under Observations
The construction was like a dinosaur constantly roaring in my ears. The smell was very musty, and dust was flying everywhere. The calm, stoic Marines walking past in their camouflaged uniforms contrasted with the hectic construction...
Rykia Amos, School Without Walls SHS, SOTC2016, Reporter
August 3, 2016
Filed under Observations
After leaving Richard Wright Public Charter School, four girls walked into a store to look around. There were people everywhere throughout the store shopping, asking employees questions and standing in lines. The environment was...
Khadejah Cox, Richard Wright PCS, SOTC2016, Reporter
August 3, 2016
Filed under Observations
As soon as we step outside, I can feel my face covered with mascara and sweat. Not long after that, the complaining starts about how hot it is and the distance we have to walk. Despite that, we all continue walking up the hill...
Robin Griffith, Phelps SHS, SOTC2016, Reporter
August 3, 2016
Filed under Observations
It was a typical summer day, the sun out, the wind blowing, trees swaying, birds chirping — everything was peaceful. Well, everything was peaceful until the Summer Youth Employment Program workers came across the construction,...
Jasmine Seawright, Richard Wright PCS, SOTC2016, Reporter
August 3, 2016
Filed under Observations
Jasmine Seawright and three Summer Youth Employment participants took a walk outside, and when they came across Harris Teeter, they decided to stop inside for a refreshing beverage to escape the heat and humidity. She couldn't...
Tiara Gordon, Richard Wright PCS, SOTC2016, Reporter
August 3, 2016
Filed under Observations
Four young female journalists took a walk toward the Navy Yard. The weather was sunny, and the streets were noisy from the car horns and the wheels scraping the road as the red light quickly changed to green. The female journalists...
Kendall Parks, Richard Wright PCS, SOTC2016, Reporter
August 3, 2016
Filed under Observations
As soon as we step off the bus, we feel the heat radiating on us — another typical hot, humid day in Washington, D.C. We walk to a patch of overgrown grass and listen to Lee Cain, the director of Living Classrooms, speak about...
Irmarys Cortes, Guest Fiction Writer
November 24, 2015
Filed under Literary Magazine, Student Life
Every exhale was followed by a cloud of smoke. Jonathan had done drugs before, but today was the first time he actually felt he needed it. His memories of that day would not leave him alone and it too much for him. It was all...
Ramani Wilson, Guest Fiction Writer
November 17, 2015
Filed under Literary Magazine, Student Life
*Cellphone conversation* “Hello? Is everything alright?” “Hi, may I order a medium cheese pizza with pepperoni and olives please?” “Oh. Another prank? Ma’am are you aware that you called the police?” “Yes, that...
Jenifer Lopez
September 9, 2015
Filed under Literary Magazine
i will write
until my hands crumble.
create words from ink,
which express my mourning,
my envy, my anger
the mourning of my losses
the envy of others
the anger within myself
i will write
until the sun is disabled
from casting its sh...
