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By Aerin S.
There once was a family that lived very happily. They raised lots of chickens for their delicious meat. Then one day, they decided, “Why raise chickens when you can raise sheep!” So the family raised sheep. Soon after, though, they got bored of the sheep, as the sheep were hard to slaughter and ate all the grass. The Perkins family had a meeting, and decided to sell all their sheep. After the sheep was gone, the family declared they were now a dog breeder. After many fails in attempt to breed dogs, they concluded they were not made for dog breeding. The Perkins family sold all the dogs and soon were back to raising chickens. One day, however, a small. little, beautiful turkey wandered into the Perkins’s chicken yard. “Magnificent! Dazzling!” they all cried when the youngest child of the family found the little turkey. “Ey! I’ve got and idea! We should raise turkeys!” the owner of the farm declared. Thus, the family started to raise turkeys. They named the little, beautiful turkey, Mama, or “thy Mother of all Turkeys”. Oh, how the family adored Mama, and soon enough, the family got Mama a friend, which they named Papa, or “Father of all Turkeys”. And of course, soon Mama laid eggs. The fertilized eggs hatched over time, and in the end, 7 eggs hatched out of 8 eggs. They named the chicks, Ari, Onion, Chad, Teriyaki, Corn, Grim, and Sparky. The family loved their turkey so much, they soon decided to buy a whole turkey farm. “With all the turkey we have, they look so magnificent with each other!” cried the Perkins family. The turkeys were so brilliant, the Perkins refused to kill any turkey. Thus, the family bought another acre of land so that they could raise chickens and turkeys at the same time. The Perkins family one day decided that the birds didn’t have enough entertainment. The family made the decision to grow crops, like apples and pumpkins. After a few months, the family had grown the biggest pumpkin in the neighborhood. The birds seemed to love the new addition to the farm, especially Papa turkey. Papa turkey loved the big pumpkins and slept on them all day. But one day, one of the Perkins marched into the yard carrying a big axe. Tears were streaming down his face. “I’m sorry Papa turkey, I have to do it,” Mr. Perkins’s voice was shaking. The rest of the family peered over the fence to watch. Mr. Perkins swung the axe over Papa’s head, which was resting on a pumpkin. He swung the axe down. CRACK! The Perkins family opened their eyes. The pumpkin Papa was sitting on was split into two. Papa turkey was perfectly fine, but the pumpkin was a mess. The seeds were oozing out of the pumpkin, and Papa turkey was staring at the sight. Papa turkey then started to peck at the orange flesh. The rest of the birds joyfully came and ate the rest of the flesh on the ground. The rest of the Perkins sighed in relief. For the next few hours, the Perkins family dragged the pumpkin into the new renovated house, scraped the seeds out, made pumpkin pie, roasted pumpkin seeds, and put the shell back outside into the ground the fertilize the dirt and for the birds to eat. “Let us have a very merry Christmas Eve dinner!” they all cheered. “To the turkeys! To the birds!” they chanted. After the meal of roasted chicken, gravy, pumpkin pie, bread, and fruit. The next day, the Perkin children opened their presents shouting, “Christmas is here!” Each of the children got a secret recipe with their gift that they were supposed to improve. One of the recipes included a turkey. “No!” cried Bobby, the child who got the recipe. “You have to make it, you have to improve it, it’s a family tradition,” Father Murphy told his son. Bobby nodded and looked at the recipe. Then he got to work. He knew what he had to do. He went to the back, grabbed a random turkey, dragged along a pretty fat chicken, and got cooking. Dusk came and all the children had to present their masterpiece. Jenna made pumpkin pie and added apple to boost the slightest sweetness. Josh presented a gravy that was sour and salty at the same time. It was Bobby’s turn. He took his enormous dish and presented it to the family. It was a roasted chicken lavished with a turkey’s feathers. The chicken was juicy and the skin was crunchy. The flavors were mixed and it was delicious. Then Bobby brought in the real turkey. It was alive and well, and it was beautiful. His feathers where puffed up and silky and shiny. His head was combed well and he looked like he was in a turkey show. The Perkins family vowed to never kill a turkey ever again. The end
By Ishaan Bhattacharya
Recently, President Donald J. Trump authorized a drone strike that killed Iranian Major General Qassem Soleimani, a controversial decision motivated by years of tension between the U.S. and Iran. Soleimani’s death was the result of escalatory actions in previous years such as the withdrawal of the U.S. from the Iran Nuclear Deal by President Trump. The Iran Nuclear Deal was orchestrated by the Obama Administration in 2015 with a central objective of preventing Iran from acquiring nuclear weapons. Then, the Trump Administration initiated a “maximum pressure” campaign with the intention of pressuring Iran into negotiating a more stringent version of the 2015 deal. This campaign included harsh economic sanctions and failed miserably. Also, last summer, as the US deployed military assets to the Middle East, attacks on oil tankers in the Persian Gulf region were blamed on Iran by the U.S. Amid this rising tension, Iran shot down a US drone in June. Trump nearly retaliated with a military strike, but pulled back at the last minute. But the final escalation in late December when an Iran-backed militia in Iraq staged attacks that resulted in the death of an American contractor and injured several US service members. The US responded with air strikes that killed dozens of the militia members, which prompted a violent protest at the US Embassy in Baghdad. Although the future contains incertitude, President Trump has not displayed signs of cooperation with Iran, and will stand stubbornly in the face of imminent nuclear warfare.
By Zoey Billings
In many schools kids get bullied. Why? How can we stop this from happening to kids and teens? Recent studies they have found out why bullying is caused and how can we solve this.
Bullying occurs within a social context. Students integrate the values and social norms from the school and wider community social contexts as they develop their personal relationships. Bullying can also happen because the student gets a reaction they like. Teaching students who have been bullied some strategies, including ways to limit their reaction to bullying, can be helpful.
Bullying can arise from distrust, fear, misunderstanding, lack of knowledge or jealousy—all factors that schools can address in positive and proactive ways. Read more about how issues related to power and social status and lack of acceptance of diversity contribute to bullying. Bullying can also happen because the school climate inadvertently supports negative interpersonal relationships.
Bullying can threaten students’ physical and emotional safety at school and can negatively impact their ability to learn. The best way to address bullying is to stop it before it starts. There are a number of things school staff can do to make schools safer and prevent bullying.
Training school staff and students to prevent and address bullying can help sustain bullying prevention efforts over time. There are no federal mandates for bullying curricula or staff training. The following are some examples of options schools can consider.
As we can see the bullying can get bad, but we can teach the kids and teens about bullying so they can process that bullying and cyberbullying and mean and doesn’t get you anywhere. Please prevent bullying and be nice to everyone.
y Ishaan Bhattacharya
The U.S. Federal Government is a multi-faceted organization that has been adored and criticized for many years. The U.S. Government consists of three branches; the legislative branch, the judicial branch, and the executive branch. The legislative branch includes Congress, which comprises of the Senate and the House of Representatives, special agencies, and offices that provide service to Congress. American citizens reserve the right to vote for Senators and Representatives. The Senate is composed of 100 members (2 from each of the 50 states) and is led by the Vice President of the United States. Each senator serves a 6-year term, and an estimates ⅓ of the Senate stands for re-election. The House of Representatives is made up of 435 members, each of whom represent a congressional district. The number of representatives each state has in the House is based on each state's population as determined in the most recent United States Census. Each representative serves a term of two years, and each state retains a minimum of one representative in the House. In order to be elected as a representative, an individual must be at least 25 years of age, must have been a U.S. citizen for at least seven years, and must live in the state that he or she represents. There is no limit on the number of terms a representative may serve.
The executive branch carries out and enforces laws created by the legislative branch. It includes the president, vice president, the Cabinet, executive departments, independent agencies, and other boards, commissions, and committees. American citizens have the right to vote for the president and vice president of the United States. The president selects their vice president during election, and serves a term of 4 years. The maximum amount of terms a president may serve is 2. The president is viewed as the commander-in-chief, and holds the utmost power.
The judicial branch interprets the meaning of laws, applies laws to individual cases, and decides if laws violate the Constitution. It is comprised of the Supreme Court and other federal courts. The Supreme Court is the highest authority in terms of legal matters. It is made up of a Chief Justice (the head of the judicial branch) and eight associate justices. The President appoints justices of their choice and the Senate votes to confirm. Justices serve for life, although the average term is 16 years.
BY: Laila Borsari & Olivia Thillard
Listen to the coolest top hits of 2019, all of the songs have links so if you are interested in that song just click onto the song name and you’ll be listening to the best songs in no time.
6. Senorita Artist: Camila Cabello and Shawn Mendes
7. You should see me in a crown Artist: Billie Eilish
8. Bad things . Artist: Camila Cabello and Machine Gun Kelly
9. Love me like you do Artist: Ellie golding
10. I know what you did last summer . Artist: Shawn Mendes and Camila Cabello
11. Beautiful people Artist: Ed Sheeran
12. South of the border Artist:E d Sheeran, Camila Cabello, ft. Cardi B
13. Happier Artist: Marshmello ft Bastille
14. Sweet but psycho Artist: Ava Max
15. Salt Artist: Ava Max
16. Mercy Artist: Shawn Mendes
17. Mia Artist: Bad bunny & Drake
18. I’m a mess Artist: Bebe Rexha
19. 2002 Artist: Anne Marie
20. Someone you loved Artist: Lewis Capaldi
21. Dancing with a stranger Artist: Sam smith & Normani
22. How do you sleep Artist: Sam smith
23. Eastside Artist: Benny Blanco, Halsey & Khalid
24. Without me Artist: Halsey
25. Don't call me angel Artist: Ariana Grande, Miley Cyrus,& Lana Del Rey
26. Stay Artist: Zedd, Alessia Cara
27. Beach house Artist: The Chainsmokers
28. Let me down slowly Artist: Alec Benjamin
29. Break up with your girlfriend, I'm bored Artist: Ariana Grande
30. Liar Artist: Camila Cabello
By Kelly Du
Every single October 31st, there is a holiday called Halloween. Many people celebrate this by either trick or treating, or putting up scary decorations. The majority of us see this as a spooky holiday, but do many of us really realize where Halloween started or what it celebrates?
Let’s just start with what Halloween means. According to our local dictionary, Halloween is the night of October 31st, the eve of All Saint’s Day. Just to break it down even more, All Saint’s Day is a christian festival to honor the saints in heaven. At the night of this festival it is said to be when ghosts and spirits come abroad. So basically, it was believed that the night of a holy day would be full of spirits.
Now, let’s talk about where Halloween originated from and came from. Halloween came from the ancient Celtic Festival of Samhain. In Celtic Ireland (around 2,000 years ago), this was the festival to separate the lighter half of the year with the darker half. Or the lightest/brightest season, summer, with the darkest/coldest season, winter. During this time, the division between our world, and the believed “other world”, was the thinnest, which made it easier for spirits to cross through. Since there were spirits roaming around, people decided to wear scary costumes to hopefully scare the spirits off.
Although this isn’t the entire story of Halloween(because that would take a long time to explain and write about) it’s the main gist of the story. To learn more about this, you can use our friend, the internet, but to make it up to you, I will include some random Halloween facts.
By Aerin Song & Viana Xie
It was a sunny afternoon when James ran home. As James ran, about 50 feet away, he saw a white van in front of his house. When he got home, he heard a man break open his front door. The man had a gun and a knife. James quickly whipped out his phone and dialled 911.
“911, how may I help you?” The scratchy voice at the end of the phone quietly asked.
“An armed man is breaking into my house!” James cried loudly, and quickly.
This alerted the man in the house, as James heard clanging and fast footsteps, as if the robber was hurrying. Then, the man took a long metal rod and quickly bangged the rod on James head. James fell and fainted, as the phone dropped to a thump.
“ARE YOU OKAY?!” the voice through the phone yelled.
The man carried James outside and threw him into the white van. The man got in the van and drove quickly down the street.
James awoke in a dark room, tied to a chair, the chair was tied to the wall. James blinked hard, hoping this was all a dream.
James pinched himself, and immediately knew it wasn’t a dream. He strained to see the rest of the room, but it was too dark. All he could see was a knife next to his foot. Was that left purposely for me? James questioned himself, but knew he had to get out. Don’t dilly dally! He told himself.
He wiggled himself and reached down, trying to get a hold of the knife. He couldn’t reach it. Damn! Then he realized he could just move the knife with his foot. He skimmed his foot across the floor, maneuvering his feet so the tip of his foot was right at the handle of the knife. He dragged his foot back to him, and the knife dragged with his foot.
Once the knife was close to his foot, he reached down as far as he could. He could feel his body stretching. It hurt, but he kept reaching down. Finally, he felt the blade touch his finger. He spread his fingers wide and grabbed the back of the blade.
The blade flung around and cut his thighs. It wouldn’t hurt as long as I get out, he thought to himself quietly. He tried cutting the rope, but when started cutting, it would make a “Erk Erk” noise. He wouldn’t hear it, right? He continued to cut the rope. But once he finished cutting, a man walked in.
“Stand back! I have a weapon!” James screeched. Then man, unaffected by his words, pulled out a pistol.
“Make one move, and I will pull the trigger.” the deep voice rumbled.
James was frightened. His heart was pounding loudly. What should I do?! James asked himself. His heart pounding quickly, he threw the knife at the man. BOOM! The man pulled the trigger. James was shot, blood pouring all over him.
Without a blink, the dangerous man put on gloves. He picked up James and dumped him into a big body bag. Ugh. So many bodies. Probably like 3 bodies now. What should I do with them? The mindless man thought. He picked the body bag up and put it in a big dark room.
Where am I? James awoke on some clouds of white. Am I in Heaven?! Did I die?! He stood up and put his hands on his face. He looked down, and saw the blood was gone. He then saw a puddle in the cloud. James trotted over to the puddle and looked down. What he saw put him in awe. He saw a man watching TV. It looked like the man who shot him. When he touched the puddle, the image zoomed out, and he was now looking at a dark, ruined house in the middle of the woods. He looked up and walked over to a lady wearing a plain white dress with golden wings. “Welcome to Heaven!” the lady yelled happily. James looked back at the puddle. “I need to go back. I need to go back!” James started running towards the pond. “My family needs me! My mom! My dad!” James cried as he looked into the pond. Without thinking, he jumped into the pond. “COME BACK!” screeched the angel. But James didn’t care. He swam deeper into the pool, and the world seemed to get closer to him. “MOM, DAD! I’M COMING!” he tried to say, but all that came out was bubbles. Gradually, energy drained from him like a sponge was sucking all the life out of him. But he was already dead. Could he die again? He looked at the face of his mom and dad. I can’t give up. They need me. He swam deeper and deeper into the pool. His lungs screamed for air. His chest was tight. It felt as if he was going to throw up. But he hadn’t eaten anything since. I threw up gallons of water.
Suddenly, the tightness in his chest disappeared. He felt the ground beneath his feet. He looked around. He was in his house! He saw his mom and dad. He rushed to meet them and hug them, but instead, he ran right through them. He was frightened. His parents hadn’t noticed them. Was he a ghost now? He tried picking up a piece of paper that was on the ground, but instead, his hand went through the ground. Tears rolled down his cheek.
It was the day when the robber killed James. The robber’s nephew was at his home.
“Uncle, can we go to the mall?” The nephew asked.
“ I have some business to do to day”
In the robber’s head he thought, Time to go rob. The robber locked his nephew in a room and told him not to get out until he told him it was okay to come out. But the nephew had found keys to open the door. Since he wanted to obey his uncle, he decided not to unlock it.
An hour later, his uncle came back, but it sounded as if he was dragging another person. He wanted to see what was happening. The nephew unlocked the door and left a little crease so that he can see what his uncle was doing. Oh my lord! Is that my friend? What is he doing with him? His nephew’s name was William. William peered through the keyhole to get a better view. William started to panic. He didn’t know what to do. So he blasted open the door.
“Uncle Peter! Put that man down right now!” William commanded.
“William!” His uncle jumped in surprise. “What are you doing!” His uncle’s face all of a sudden turned stern and angry. “I told you to stay in your room! Your grounded!”
“You can’t ground me!” William shot back in defiance. “I’m calling the police, YOU PUT JAMES DOWN RIGHT NOW!” William screamed.
“YOU DON’T TALK BACK TO ME YOUNG YOUNG MAN! You respect me!” William quickly darted towards the kitchen. “DON’T YOU DARE!” William heard his uncle’s footsteps pounding toward him. William grabbed the biggest knife he could find, then ran back to his room. He snatched his phone and called the police. “911, what’s your emergency?”
“MY UNCLE IS A BIG FAT LIAR WHO MURDERS PEOPLE!” he screeched.
“HE KIDNAPPED MY FRIEND NAMES JAMES FORD! HE IS UNCONSCIOUS! I THINK HE WAS HIT IN THE HEAD!”
“Where is your house?”
“3245 on 4th Street crossed with Market Street and Fracton Street!”
“On our way! We are sending a police car and an ambulance. Alright, you hang in there.” When William peeked through the hole, James body was gone. Then he heard a crack in the air.
William sat in his room for what felt like half an hour before the police arrived. He heard wood splinter as the police knocked down the door. He flung himself out of his room and grabbed the policeman's arm.
“Help,” William whispered. “Where is your uncle?”
“I don’t know, but James’s body was right here.” William pointed at the spot he had last seen James. “Then I looked, and he was gone. A few minutes later, I heard a crack in the air,” William explained to the police.
“Search the house,” the chief policeman ordered. The other police men and women spread out around the house. After a few minutes, there was all of a sudden a clang and a bang. One of the officers came back with Peter, two other officers flanking him. The officers had their tasers out. The lead officer commanded him arrested after another police women came in with a bag and dead bodies. One was James Ford. William gasped. He stood there frozen until something started to trickle through his body. It was like all the warmth fading from him. He saw something that he thought could never exist. He rubbed his eyes, but when he opened them, he indeed was seeing none other than James Ford, floating and transparent.
“J-James?” William stuttered.
“Yes, me.” Said James in a mysterious voice. “WHY DIDN’T YOU SAVE ME!” James suddenly snapped. William jumped at his tone. “I-I-I couldn’t!”
“You weren’t fast enough,” James cried.
“I couldn’t! My uncle would have killed me too!”
James sighed. He drifted into the kitchen and slumped.
“I’m stuck here. I can’t go back to Heaven now, the angel won’t let me.” James said gloomily.
“ What do you mean?” asked William starting to tear up.
“I can’t get out of this house. This is the place I was murdered. And I already ran away from Heaven.” cried James.
“ Then what are you to do?”
“Stay here. Live here forever until I fade. Fade into nothing”
“My uncle is arrested and my parents died when I was born. Where am I going to live?”
“Here. You can stay with me!” James said excitedly.
“ But I have to eat and you don’t. How are we going to get money for food?”
“The food bank can do that. And for money, WAIT! My parents can adopt you!” Squealed James.
“Oh my gosh! I can’t wait to see my parents!”
William took this into consideration. He finally saw the benefits. He would have parents, and the Ford family would have a son again.
“I’ll do it.”
James haunted the house until he was forgotten, and faded away in peace. William was successfully adopted by the Ford family and felt like he belonged somewhere.
By Alex Zlatev
I’ve recently started to take up the hobby of skateboarding and so far it has made life more simple. I can now get to and from school, much faster and I can now relate to a larger amount of kids. But it seems that at school, skating is frowned upon. For example, when I was in 6th grade everyone who had their skateboard was riding them in the yard having such a fun time. In 7th grade however, we lost the privilege to skate in the yard. Finally I’m in 8th grade class of 2020, and we can’t even bring our boards to the yard. It seems that over the years APG has looked at skateboards as if they were some sort of gang symbol, but in reality they are just another mode of transportation like a bicycle. Now if we bring our board we must bring it to counseling. This is a pain. The whole point of a skateboard is to ride it, to get from point A to point B faster. But ride on school grounds??? No. Now you might be asking yourself “Dude, why are you getting so worked up about skating, they stop you from skating because you could hurt someone else and yourself” and I would say:
1.Stop talking to yourself, you’re just reading the paper and
2.APG resides on a hill, perfect for skating to the counseling office.
The security guards stop us from skating down for, ‘fear of hurting someone’. The thing about skateboards is that they are loud, and I mean really loud, nowadays most cars are more quiet, so if someone can't see the board coming, they will hear it. There is also the fact that skateboards aren’t cars, we don't go 35 mph down the hill, we go at a nice 3 mph. And this whole thing about the speed and the guards and the office and the hill, wouldn’t even matter if we had a space in the yard that skateboarders could practice. Basketball has a space, Garden has a space, even the chickens have a space. Let skateboards have some space.
By Zoey Billings
Lots of kids hate homework or have way to much of it. Homework can also cause high anxiety and stress for most kids. But why is all of these things caused for kids and teens.
“If you compare the results of children who learn while doing less homework and the ones that still do a lot of it, we’ll see that the first ones are more relaxed and fond of many subjects in school, whereas the latter lose their interest and associate school with a mandatory institution which is against them.
So, yes, I’d say that teachers who don’t put pressure on children with a large quantity of homework are wiser and closer to determine children learn in a more enjoyable way.”
“Homework can affect students’ health, social life and grades. The hours logged in class, and the hours logged on schoolwork can lead to students feeling overwhelmed and unmotivated. Navigating the line between developing learning skills and feeling frustrated can be tricky.
Homework is an important part of being successful inside and outside of the classroom, but too much of it can actually have the opposite effect. Students who spend too much time on homework are not always able to meet other needs, like being physically and socially active. Ultimately, the amount of homework a student has can impact a lot more than his or her grades.”
Some teachers across the world are trying to not cause all of this stress by not having students do only a little bit of homework or not any!
By Zoey Billings
Tryouts have finished, and there are actually many sixth graders so congrats for them. Tryouts started last week and the lists are in the girls locker room. This year we have lots of sixth, seventh and eighth graders so Yay!
Congrats to these girls:
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