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It’s made me believe that even in the tough times, late nights and seemingly unwinnable situations, it’s important to take a step back, take a breath and have some fun.

Senior column: Signing off

Tara Connick May 20, 2021

Herding two of my classmates through the main campus hallways we had never explored would have made any morning stressful, but adding the task of walking into the newsroom made it almost unbearable. I...

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Through their reporting, journalists give a voice to the voiceless, sharing stories of grief, hope and everything in between.”

Column: Voice for the voiceless

Madi Olivier May 4, 2021

Yesterday was World Press Freedom Day, but it comes at a time when most people respond with one word when I tell them I want to go into journalism: “Why?” And as much as I wish I could make...

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When my parents talk to me in Telugu, I respond in English. Every time I try to open my mouth and speak it, the words catch and I stick to what’s safe.

Column: Lost in translation

Shriya Mukkavilli April 18, 2021

Ever since I was little, I loved to read. My mom would pick me up from school and take me to the library, where I’d get 10 books for the week. I’d read them at breakneck speed, anticipating the...

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I could be agnostic, existentialist, or maybe, somewhere in my soul, I’m still a Hindu, but it doesn’t matter to me anymore.

Column: A path I wanted

Vaibhav Sridhar April 14, 2021

Stepping into a Hindu class for the first time, I immediately felt out of place. Around 60 kids sat on mats on the floor, the guru waiting for everyone to settle down. For the next half hour, we chanted...

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A lot of people love their moms, but I can truly say that my mom is my best friend. She and I know each other so well that I can trust her with anything.

Column: My first best friend

Sophia Craig April 7, 2021

As a toddler, I used to sneak into my mom’s bathroom, grab her GreatLash brownish black mascara, and smear it all over my face to make myself pretty like her. I had a mini ironing board and iron...

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The tricky questions are meant to challenge a student’s ability to pick up on when an answer is false. But just because a student has trouble picking that up doesn’t mean they’re a failure.

Column: Hardly a STAAR test

Garrison Acree March 10, 2021

Editor’s note: This story won honorable mention for print personal opinion columns in the ILPC contest. December, 2019. I’m taking the freshman reading STAAR test in the gym. There’s a rug...

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As I got older and began to understand the world around me, the harsh reality of my impending future became scarier each day. As I continued to see not a single Blindian in positions of power and being successful, my dreams began to feel impossible.

Guest column: Finally seeing me

Reya Mosby February 23, 2021

A picture of Kamala Harris’ parents, a Brown woman and Black man, appeared on my TV as I watched the Democratic National Convention. I looked to my mother and father who looked like the couple on...

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I started drinking coffee for the same reasons as everyone else: to stay awake and focused. But it has become so much more than that. Coffee has become a love language.

Column: Perfect blend

Tara Connick February 19, 2021

Getting into my best friend’s red convertible was a daily occurrence during spring semester last school year. She always let me play my music on the way, no matter how many times I made her listen...

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It was clear why I was targeted. I stuck out because I was Asian and that was that.

Column: Rebounding racism

Hyunsung Na December 28, 2020

Editor’s note: This story was named an excellent personal column in the 2021 TAJE Best of Texas contest. It also won the Dallas Morning News high school journalism contest for commentary and first...

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For the first time, I realized that I was big. Not big as in confident or loud. Big as in a tall, sweaty giraffe trying to make her way through a herd of mice without stepping on anyone.

Column: Bigger isn’t always better

Muna Nnamani November 2, 2020

Editor’s note: This story was named a superior personal column in the 2021 TAJE Best of Texas contest. It also won second place for print personal columns in the ILPC contest. The ballroom reeked...

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Vision blurred, choking back tears, I walked into the most dreaded room in the entire school, where the cheaters and bullies were sent to and came back to the class with tears in their eyes. I was absolutely terrified and so disappointed in myself.

Column: Hearted i’s and scribbled lies

Sophia Craig November 1, 2020

Editor’s note: This story was named an honorable mention for personal columns in the 2021 TAJE Best of Texas contest. I sat in my chair staring longingly at the whiteboard. The thick, smelly,...

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I’ve always loved being both Indian and African American. It was the struggle I faced being mixed, being other, that broke me.

Column: Other

Reya Mosby May 21, 2020

Editor's note: This story was named an honorable mention for personal columns in the 2021 TAJE Best of Texas contest. It also won third place in the CSPA Gold Circle Awards for first person experiences. “Reya...

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