You label me angry because of my nappy hair and oppressed because I choose to cover it…
Class of 2017
My mother is soft like dandelions and freshly washed sheets.
Adulthood begins when you are able to look beyond the person you see in the mirror.
As I began to mature in my teenage years, my faith wavered.
I chose to write about how my obsession with comics books, which seemed the opposite of my personality, has allowed me to grow into who I am, both as a writer and as a person.
The skit illustrates the way people try to change themselves in order to fit in with their peers or romantic interests by using a unique and humorous situation. As a person who likes both a burger and a cute guy, this piece was really reflective of that dilemma.
The current environmental issues will be exacerbated in the near future if nothing is done today. This is my form of rising to speak on an issue that threatens the world.
If you are someone who struggles to write and are in need of motivation, take a few minutes to read my letter dedicated to you. Yes, you!
I know you hold yourself up on a pedestal, but nothing you say is ever so profound.
My teacher told my classmates and I that white privilege doesn’t exist. This is my open letter to him.
As a young adult I have gotten to understand how precious time is and why I should progress as time goes on.
I never write about myself, so with this piece I wanted to try that. It’s an introduction to who I am and explores who I am becoming.