2006

For Jeremiah prom is only four weeks away but he has not yet been able to decide on what he is going to wear for that glamorous night. His date for the night, which is also his girlfriend (Grace), has already decided what type of dress she will wear. The problem Jeremiah is having is that it is very difficult to find a suit that matches Grace’s dress. Therefore, he has to improvise on what he is going to wear the night of prom all the while having some sort of similar scheme as Grace. Jeremiah…

On the eve of Christmas, there were no excited whispers wondering what gift they’d receive, no licorice whips for the little one to enjoy. This year, as the last, Christmas would not be a happy occasion. With pity in their eyes, Mary and Cynthia watched their mother lay there, each, wondering if there was something they could do, someone they could call on to help. Uriah had ridden over every week to check on them; many times, bringing them what little he could spare from caring for his own…

All throughout life everyone experiences difficult situations that help mold them as people. People have to go through hard and sad times to become stronger and develop as a person. The toughest thing I have ever faced was losing my best friend Dylan. He was like a brother to me, and sadly he passed from a drug overdose. That one life changing event did so much for me as person. For the first time, I had actually lost someone I was close to and loved. This was undoubtedly the hardest situation I…

How Reading Made Me Popular Has anyone ever told you that reading makes you a loser? Well, I am here to inform you that they are incorrect. At the young age of seven, I knew this statement was no longer valid, and it changed my perspective of reading. Before I realized all of this, everything was quiet for a brief moment, and I no longer was surrounded by shouts of, “Wow, Paige you are so dumb”, and taunting laughter that followed. Instead, I was now accompanied by half of my classmates with…

Gwendolyn Brooks’ poem, “My Dreams, My Works, Must Wait Till After Hell,” emphasizes the role that dreams play in the narrator’s life. This traditional sonnet is included in the collection, “Gay Chaps at the Bar,” that introduces the narrators as young soldiers recently returned from war. Favored by writers in the Harlem Renaissance, Brooks wrote the collection in strict sonnet format with iambic pentameter. Yet, the poem does not mirror the rigidity of the sonnet because of Brooks’ careful use…

I have this fear. It causes my legs to shake, and my sweat to build. The abrupt feeling that you would get when a roller coaster has just hit it’s peak, and you have less than one second to prepare for it plunges downward. When you are falling in a dream, and there is nothing there to help you stand up. At this point in my education, I would assume this discontent would disappear. However every time I have to speak publicly, that fear arises once again, and I become unsure on how the words I…

The last few weeks of school before winter break passed quickly. I wasn’t mad at her and would usually look at her but communication between us was scarce if any. She rarely looked at me and never laughed at what I said. It was as if her spirit had died that day after the game. I couldn’t bare to see her like that. The once joyful and happy young girl I had met that first day of school, turned into a dull and hopeless living creature. That’s when I gave up on her. The last day of school for…

After two reported sexual assault safety alerts, attempted unauthorized entry in college apartments, river and house flooding and the unthinkable death of Bjorn Norderhaug, we are a community that has suffered through a lot of tragedies. We are a community that is still grieving and for some still in shock from such events. It can be hard to continue on with our lives when we are aware of such loses. It’s as if with a drop of a hat we can become sad when we think about what the Luther College…

“I have a dream to be a ballerina, mom! I would wear a tutu everyday! I look like a princess!” “You can’t be a ballerina, Naomi. They have a long straight legs. Unfortunately, you have inherited your father’s bowlegged, and you are also pigeon-toed.” This is my first time I felt frustration, and something bad feeling toward to my mom. I was a five years old. “Why she doesn’t encourage me? Why she doesn’t want me to challenge my dream before I start the training?” Actually, I just wanted wear a…

"A dance my lady?" Beckett asks with a glowing smile his hand extended for hers. She giggles and takes his hand "You really want to dance with me when I 'm wearing this?" She asks her open hand gesturing to her simple half sleeved navy shirt and jeans, her usual work clothes for Happy Valley Preschool where she was a student teacher. His eyes travel over her body slowly, his lips curling upwards obviously liking what he see 's "I think you 're the most beautiful girl I 've ever met.." He says…