by Jessica Polanco ’20 It was 4:30 in the evening and Lorrinda was relieved to go home. It was her first day at work, and she was exhausted. Despite the traffic, she got home just in time to make dinner for her family. Once she entered her home, she headed straight to the kitchen and […]
by Jessica Polanco ’20 It was 4:30 in the evening and Lorrinda was relieved to go home. It was her first day at work, and she was exhausted. Despite the traffic, she got home just in time to make dinner for her family. Once she entered her home, she headed straight to the kitchen and […]
Celebrating together and never alone. by Sam Pellman ’20 This ugly year is over, Christmas oncoming. by Sam Ward ’21 Playing in the snow at 21 years old. by Dawyn Henriquez ’19 Children experiencing the magic of believing. by Gabriela Baron ’20 A way to keep Santa fed. by […]
by Julia Zygiel ’19 Black ice stripes the concrete path to our front door. The rest of the snow from the mid-December squall has already melted, but the ice remains, filling my head with visions of broken hips and legs. Our son-in-law has offered time and again to salt the driveway and path, but Lottie […]
Dear Santa, I already talked to one of your helpers (I’m old enough to know he’s not the real deal) but I thought I’d write you a note just in case he forgets to tell you. This Christmas, surprisingly, I don’t want any presents. I don’t want action figures, movies, comic books, or gadgets. Nothing. […]
by Connor Zimmerman ’20 Each needle properly in place. All the lights strung and shining. Tinsel showing the reflection of the people standing around the tree. They look at it one last time before they decorate it, bare but beautiful. Amanda goes to grab her guitar ornament, the acoustic with a guitar wire as its […]
by Sarah Kirchner ’21 “Do you believe in Santa, Alexa?” I asked my sister under the sheets of our couch fort. We laid on the cushions eating Santa’s cookies and drinking his milk. Mom and Dad were up in bed already, and I convinced Alexa to stay with me until we saw Santa. “Harry, that’s […]
by Sarah Kirchner ’21 “Do you believe in Santa, Alexa?” I asked my sister under the sheets of our couch fort. We laid on the cushions eating Santa’s cookies and drinking his milk. Mom and Dad were up in bed already, and I convinced Alexa to stay with me until we saw Santa. “Harry, that’s […]
by Sam Ward ’21 Though, first and fifteenth left no guarantee, Wrapped presents with bows stuck under the tree, But the sentiment meant so much more to me. O holy Child of Bethlehem More than the Xbox or bikes you bought, The treasures would be for naught, If it had not been for your careful […]