Senior: Effy

Senior: Effy

She stood in the middle of ornate gardens, intricate details on all the buildings and tendrils of hair blowing in the (bitterly cold) breeze.  She told me about her friends, her family. her favorite music (John Mayer and Metallica), her school, her dreams, her plans-for-the-next-step.  We walked around, watching painters paint and listening to birds…

Senior: Abby

Senior: Abby

For those of you in Canada and America, and in case you aren’t following along with the Chinese calendar: today is Chinese New Year.   Yes, that’s right.  While we meander through “just another day” on our Continent,  the happy mayhem, celebration, and firework displays are only just starting to wind down over in the Orient….

Senior: Hannah M.

Senior: Hannah M.

I sat in my car, preparing to leave the park where I had just spent an hour cherishing my time with Hannah and her sisters. My phone beeped with a calendar reminder: it was still trying to remind me that I was supposed to meet with Heather…oh wait! I cringed. DID I REALLY JUST SPEND…

Senior: Kirsten

Senior: Kirsten

He strode, proud, through the barn.  Even to an unexperienced eye, his power and poise was unmistakable. This is not your average pony, neither is it just any horse. The gaggle of admirers wait in the middle of the barn; they’re Kirsten’s cheerleaders and they’re good at what they do.  The duo carefully prances back…

Senior: Morgan

Senior: Morgan

“Hey, Morgan.  How adventurous are you feeling?” With only the slightest of pause, her answer was profound. “How adventurous do you need me to be?” An attitude like this will be highly advantageous in all of life.  Yes, ALL of life.  Life requires at least a little adventurous spirit, in my experience. Doesn’t it?  It’s impossible…

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