Nonfiction

Editor-in-Chief
Lily Kim Besaw
 
Associate Editors
Ezra Case, Anika Choudhary, Scarlett Contreras-Montesano,
Penny deRosset, Ruby Hall, Cora Lea

    To me, New England has more than four seasons. We have multiple seasons in each season. For example, in Spring we have black fly season and mud season.

Out the window, the sun lights up the world and my lack of motivation is hurting me. Without a softball season, my life has taken a lefthand turn onto Boredom Boulevard.

 Hi, my name is Allison. I have red hair. This paper is going to be about the time me and my friends went to Maine.  My friends' names are Allyssa and Isabella. Allyssa is actually my sister.

The sun shone brightly, illuminating the sky a bright baby blue. My childrens flipflops scraped the dirt road beneath my feet and I listened carefully to my sister as she talked.

If I were to give advice to a rising seventh-grader, I would tell them that they should bring a sweater––even if you think you won’t need one––because some classrooms are cold.

A special place 

My brother has a plant, a plant he needs to take care of in order to get a good grade. He left it outside over night... BAD IDEA. Now his plant is dead covered in snow. Not only is his plant dead, but so is his grade
 

In these times of trial stay close to the lord. For in him you will find comfort throughout these troubling days. His heart is open. Ready to except and love you for who you are. He listens to your prayers. Answering them in unexpected ways.

Conversation with yourself

If you had a conversation with yourself, before the coronavirus took over, what would you say? 


inspired by TreePupWriter's poem "A conversation with myself, three months ago"

   
    (Okay, be prepared for a rant. This will be fun.)