Monthly Archive: May, 2015

In Two Months

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By A. Gentry The peppery rays of sun splash across my face as I look up. I breath in sweet tulips from where the soft wind carried their sent. There’s nothing but endless… Continue reading

A Little Taste of Home

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By Lexi R. I felt the lumps of the cobblestone road pound against my feet as I sprinted through the streets Looking at all the grey tall buildings that had always made me… Continue reading

My journey from Guyana to America

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By: Sophia Crum-Ewing Taking one last look around the empty streets I think to myself “Is this the right choice for me?” Leaving everything I once had and now coming to a whole… Continue reading

Eleanor’s Journey from Italy to America

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By: Lutia Crum-Ewing “The food, beautiful buildings, friends, family, these are the things that we’re leaving behind” I said to myself roaming down the streets of Italy one chilly morning. Goosebumps were running… Continue reading

My Journey to America

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By: Erin Dear My name is Gerhard Max Döering. I was born into a wealthy family from Dresden Germany in 1892. My mother stayed at home with us kids while my father owned… Continue reading

Journey to America

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By: Bobby F. “Privyet Zenovia, kak dela?” I asked the short brooding man in front of me “Mag, you know my Russian isn’t good enough for that,” Zenovia looked at me exasperated “You… Continue reading

Peace or Violence: which is right?

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By: Elizabeth Nguyen Notice: This is a revised version of my original blog post on violence. I decided to revise the post because there was little development and explanation on the counterclaim and… Continue reading