In a world where the constant buzz and glow of notifications have become the background noise of daily life, the idea of unplugging feels like a breath of fresh air. But for many, completely removing themselves...
Warm water poured over my head in the sink of a small motel in Vermillion, South Dakota. My mom rinsed suds from the smooth sleeves of hair streaking across my forehead. She sang lullabies to me while...
In September, California took steps to ban legacy and donor admissions in private non-profit institutions with Assembly Bill 1780 — which will be effective Sept. 1, 2025. But due to widespread inequality,...
As each school day starts, chaos sweeps through the lanes of Johnson Avenue, the major road that acts as both an entrance and exit to Lynbrook’s campus. Cars wait impatiently to turn, students hurriedly...
In classroom discussions, debates and across social media, the term “woke” has become a lightning rod for criticism. What began as a call to social justice has been weaponized by conservative politicians...
As the week fluctuates through chilly winds to scalding sun rays, one student remarks that the “weather is so bipolar.” Relaxing in a room devoid of trash, sheets freshly folded, another student claims...
On lazy Saturdays in fifth grade, I spent entire afternoons outside exploring the neighborhood and digging around my garden. At that age, freedom from responsibility meant that I had a seemingly infinite...
My bookshelf is my art gallery; every time I pass by, I am transported to the Louvre in Paris.
Each book on my bookshelf is a piece of art that I can pull out and appreciate. Be it feeling the deckled...
As the rest of the class finishes their projects, students around the classroom instinctively reach for their phones, creating a distraction for themselves and other students attempting to focus on the...
“What do you want to be when you grow up?”
“Where do you see yourself in 10 years?”
These were questions that had been posed to me on numerous occasions, yet my response was the same every...
I thought I wanted to be a romantic — or even a communist — after indulging in the passionate, Marxist-inspired writing of Sally Rooney. Or possibly a philosopher, after burning through Jean-Paul Sartre’s...
A conversation between different versions of myself, split between the characters ME and her inner voices, RISKY, CAUTION and WHY, who all respond to FRIEND. ME is the main character, trying to find balance...
