Dear Reader,  As a current teenager, I have seen firsthand how technology has affected modern life. It’s not uncommon to go to a restaurant and see toddlers watching Cocomelon on a tablet instead...

Dear reader,  Recently, I was scrolling through my YouTube feed and I saw a video from YouTuber beenoftheweek with the Vegan Teacher that piqued my interest. For those of you who haven’t been on...

Dear Reader, Picture this: bright-colored papers adorn the hands of DV students. You quickly glance over your friend’s shoulder to see what course titles fill their course selection forms. “AP”...

Do you have a drawer filled with things that you never use? Maybe you have a section of your closet with clothes you wore once and will possibly never wear again. Perhaps you're looking for the “next...

Dear reader,  Blood on concrete. Urgent news reports. Flowers on a grave. A spilled tear or two. Our hope towards a better, brighter future. Thoughts and prayers for a brief week. Then, headlines will...

Dear reader,  Almost every adult I meet: my parents’ colleagues, my teachers and even my nextdoor neighbors ask me, “What do you want to be when you grow up?” My answer is classic, “I want...

Dear reader, Christmas decorations. “The Office” episodes. Pasta. These are all things that are ruined when overdone. Something I’ve recently added to this internal list of mine is the way...

Netflix’s controversial “13 Reasons Why” sparked what felt like the largest, most complex discussion about mental health in my memory. The show, based on a novel of the same name, followed Clay Jensen’s...

Note: This story was written during May 2021.    Dear Reader, This final column has been drafting itself in my mind since June, but now I’m having trouble actually putting my thoughts...

Dear reader,  The bison has eight legs.  It creates a sense of movement. The legs are running across the cave wall. The bison’s body slides down its curves, following its mineral ripples, and...

You and I are living. I think. Right now, if you could just press your palm to the left hemisphere of your chest, and tell me what it is that makes you alive, what differentiates you from that rock...

Dear reader, Let it be known that I refuse to call myself a “quaran-teen.” Going to school right now is… weird. It’s early 2022, and instead of flying cars and robots, we have an airborne...