Daisy Jones

Every morning at 6:50 AM, my alarm drags me out of my peaceful slumber. Then another alarm chimes in at 7:00 AM and another at 7:15 AM. Each alarm is snoozed, and snoozed again, until my room sounds like an orchestra with alarms going off every minute. Finally, I defeat my body’s need for sleep and stagger out of bed. All over the island, students fight the same battle, and for the commuters who live off island, this feat is even greater. When the school bell rings at 8:05 AM and first...

Close your eyes and picture an apple. What do you see? Can you visualize it clearly and in color? Is it just a blurry outline? Or maybe, like me, you can’t see anything at all. For most of my life, I assumed that everyone experienced the world the way I did; that “imagining” was just closing your eyes and thinking in words. It wasn’t until last year that I learned how visual imagery differs from person to person. I was talking with my friend about how counting sheep to fall asleep is useless...

This fall, two different VHS cheer coaches quit, which temporarily left the team coachless and distraught. Without leadership, the team wasn’t allowed to practice after school or perform at football games. For the senior cheerleaders, this was a devastating setback because it’s their last season to participate in the sport they love. At the start of the season, their first coach went on a three week trip and resigned soon after returning. The cheer squad then got a new coach who was a family...