Opinions

I got a call last night from my friend freshman Oliver Colaw. At the time I was eating a bowl of leftovers while watching some highlights of Jimmy Butler laying waste to the Celtics’ hopes of getting to the finals. I answer the call: “Hey.”

I’m going to propose a new invention: Google Translate but for misleading social sayings. Go on, try it out. In the drop-down menu, scroll down until you can select the “Twisted Social Language” button - it will likely be between Turkmen and Ukrainian - and then in the second menu select plain English (or your language of preference). Type into that box the following: “Let’s get coffee.”

Almost everyone can relate to the delicious feeling of anticipation when taking in a wrapped package. With Christmas having recently happened, the memory of this is fresh in our minds - or at least mine.

I was having a bad day on November 27th. It was the Sunday at the end of Thanksgiving break, I had been isolated with Covid for the entire break, I was stressed. Life was monotonous, and I didn’t know how to guarantee that Monday would be a good day.

On Wednesday, November 9, I made my way across from the Ouray School gym building to the main building. I was crossing the east to west wind channel that 8th street had become. My hair whipped around me, my hood ballooned up like a parachute, and I raced as fast as I could across the pavement to get to safety. Right as I was about to enter the building, I saw a ptarmigan!

Today's high schoolers have grown up in a unique environment. We have all experienced a pandemic, and - partly as a result - we have grown up closer to and more involved with social media than any kids before us. These things have affected all of us, but especially the queer community. While many are fearful of the role of social media in kids’ lives, queer people are grateful for it.

I’m gonna say it - please don’t hate me: Otter Pops don’t taste like much. Okay, okay, okay. Before you get all up in my face like that, I love Otter Pops more than anything in the whole entire world. Okay? Can you let me talk now? Thank you.

Traveling never used to interest me very much. Of course I wanted to see other cultures and places, but traveling never was on the top of any list for me. Until now.

I am thirteen years old, and I am worried.
The world is facing a lot of problems. Is my generation going to be the one that solves them?
Can we?

I’m standing by my locker. Someone walks by and says “Hi, how are you?” I start to respond and then realize they’ve walked past me without waiting for me to say anything. I stand there, feeling stupid because I shouldn’t have expected them to actually want to hear about how I’m doing.