Posted by Haley "Graph" Massara on March 4, 2010
I was herded into the room with a few hundred others of my kind, my new uniform draping over my jeans. The psychotic screams of my captors rang in the air, and they chanted and howled as we entered.
They had formed a sort of human tunnel around us, and they reached out to us, clawing and poking with cruel curiosity. I shielded my head with my forearms, placidly following the mob, and simply did as they asked, wishing only for a moment of my former solitude. Read the Full Article »
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I have, do, and will always attend school dances. It’s not a school spirit thing – I rarely bother following the theme – but, rather, I don’t get invited to a lot of parties, and feel I’d be missing an opportunity by not going. I can’t dance at all and am painfully aware of that fact, but that always seems secondary to me. Read the Full Article »
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I hate being home sick from school. There, I said it. I hate being quarantined to the couch for hours on end, with only old sitcom reruns as company. I despise the nearly endless quantities of full-sugar soda, and I loathe watching 2:35 tick by without the accompanying sound of the school bell. Not even sleeping in late can console me. Why? Read the Full Article »
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When I leave home for an extended period of time, as I did in mid-November for a journalism convention, I usually discover a few truths about life along the way. These profound little discoveries about humanity can come at inconvenient times, but I walk away from them a stronger, more experienced person.
This journalism convention outing was no different. If I learned one thing from my five days away, it would certainly be this:
Never, ever, ever tick off a flight attendant. Read the Full Article »
Posted by Teresa Palkowski on February 16, 2010
Editor’s Note: Many seniors at GBHS have written college application essays filled with passion and heart. The GBHS Gazette has asked fourteen college-bound seniors to share excerpts of their essay. After you have read all the excerpts, try to guess what senior wrote it.
A)The memories of the nightly fishing expeditions with my father and grandpa will always stick out in my mind…Whether it was over who could catch the first fish, the biggest fish, or the most fish, we always challenged one another. To this day, striving to get more from myself remains one of my greatest motivators; it pushes me to improve.
B) Unlike sports and classical dance forms where movement is controlled, breakdancing allows me to freely express myself because I’m bound by no rules. When I’m competing on stage, everything is happening at the moment, and I am empowered to make up moves as I go along while feeling the music. During performances, I feel like my limbs are Picasso’s paint brushes and the stage is my canvas.
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Posted by Alison Sale on February 12, 2010
The Davis Senior High School girls’ field hockey team was playing an away game at Chico High School when the mother of a Davis athlete approached her daughter’s coach, vocalizing her fury over her daughter’s lack of playing time.
The father of the coach had been watching the heated argument, angered by the inappropriate reaction of the parent. He then approached the father of this athlete, and harshly scolded the parent for aggravating the coach.
As the coach’s father was about to leave the game, the father of the player approached him, proceeded to punch the coach’s father three times, leaving him unconscious – and the rest of the team stunned.
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Posted by Jonathan Beach on February 11, 2010
Granite Bay resident Dave Marsden works in Afghanistan rebuilding the country’s economy.
Afghanistan: A foreign country, a foreign market, a foreign, well, everything.
To many of us here in the Granite Bay area, the prospect of working in another state, much less another country in a time of physical conflict, would seem altogether fanciful.
But for one Granite Bay resident, it’s a reality he has faced head-on and on his own accord.
Dave Marsden, a father of two sons, both of which have or will graduate from Granite Bay High School, has made the long trek overseas to the Middle East to help with economic recovery.
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Posted by Sheeva Nesva on February 10, 2010
It’s December of 2008, and while most of her classmates are getting ready for Winterball, a Granite Bay High School senior is sitting in the lobby of Planned Parenthood. She waits for the dreaded results of her sexually transmitted disease test with millions of possibilities running through her mind.
The nurse’s face turns white as she glances at a piece of paper. She motions the girl to follow her to the back where the doctor awaits to give the diagnosis: she has human papillomavirus, an STD commonly linked to cervical cancer.
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During their freshman year, GBHS students are required to take a health class which includes a section on sexual education.
They learn what the symptoms are of several STDs, how they are contracted and most importantly, how to prevent them.
Even though GBHS teachers thoroughly go over the dangers of STDs, several GBHS students still contract them.
According to the Center of Disease Control, nearly 19 million people contract sexually transmit infections each year, and more than half of those cases affect 15- to 24 year-olds.
Granite Bay is definitely not immune. In fact, Placer County has the third highest STD rates in California.
“(Placer County has) a higher rate of STDs than most large cities do,” GBHS health teacher Kathie Sinor said.
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The first time I realized I was different was in the 2nd grade: while the rest of my classmates looked forward to having substitute teachers, I absolutely dreaded it.
Each time the substitute would stand in front of the class and begin to read names off the roll call list, I’d become anxious.
You see, my name was the only one that he or she had trouble pronouncing. My peers had easy and beautiful American names like Kaitlyn and Julia, while mine was weird and unusual.
From the beginning, I was embarrassed about being unique and not possessing the typical features my peers had: easy names, light eyes, pale skin and that all-American look. I was even embarrassed about being bilingual, and I’d deny being able to speak Farsi whenever a teacher or friend would ask. Read the Full Article »
Posted by Jon Setiawan on February 8, 2010
How often does your club meet?
We’ve only met twice so far, but we have many fun things in store.
Why did you start this club?
Because Harry Potter is right up your Diagon Alley, I’m Sirius Black right now, I’m not even J.K. Rowling.
What is the goal of your organization?
To connect all of the brilliant minds of avid Harry Potter fans and have a bloody good time.
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