What's Mightier? While a pen is mightier than the sword, it seems that the keyboard defeats them both when it comes to informing the public. Between Twitter, Facebook, Tumblr, IM, Pinterest, Instagram, Youtube, blogs, and email, word spreads in the blink of an eye and the touch of a key; [...]
Left Bench I’m not a quitter. This is the only thing holding me back from quitting the sport I have played for over 12 years. Combine a coach who hardly knows you’re there, no playing time, and teammates who are under the impression that you don’t care: get an emotionally [...]
In the Image of God When I looked up at the stars on one September night, that feeling of my insignificance, my littleness, my absolute minuteness engulfed me. Yes, compared to the closest star next to me, I am close to nothing. I shouldn’t even be paralleled with the seemingly [...]
Molluscophobia Most people are fear spiders, clowns, or heights, but what am I afraid of? Snails. Molluscophobia is the fear of snails. When I was five years old, I decided to take the risk of going barefoot in my backyard. I was pretty successful avoiding various shards of glass, slimy [...]
Let it Roll We grow up hearing that America is supersized, wasteful, yet for most of the younger generation this country is the only place we have ever lived-- the only place we have ever known. It wasn’t until I took enough time to adopt the lifestyle of another country [...]
Childless Mother I am a childless mother. In that, I don't mean anything that may come to mind; I’ve never been pregnant. What I mean is that for almost everyone I know, I act like a mom. I bake cookies. I give advice when it is needed, not necessarily when [...]
This Race Matters This race matters. I shuffle my feet trying to distract myself from my thoughts. I feel myself moving towards the track and realize that I am responding to the race official’s instructions. Lane four, I remember. I count one, two, three, four, as I stare beneath me [...]
Oh, you’re homosexual? That’s great, have fun in Hell. No, my perspective on homosexuality never reached the extreme above, but my opinion on being anything but heterosexual did come to a point that I would now call completely and utterly unacceptable, rude, and shameful. Being born and raised Catholic, some [...]
Christopher He is a sixteen year old boy, and when you look at us simply as people, there is no difference; we are equal, two friends who share common interests, frequently engaging in activities together. We talk about how our day went, listening and communicating through more than just words. [...]
Bonding Through TV My dad and I are remarkably alike, probably far more than we care to admit. We both hide a gregarious personality behind a shy demeanor. We both have an inability to take things seriously, responding to most questions with something nonsensical or unhelpful. We both become provoked [...]