Blonde over blues

Written by Lacey Henry
Thursday, 19 November 2009 00:00

Question: Why was the blonde staring at the orange juice container?

Answer: Because it said concentrate.

The work never stops

Written by Joe Doyle
Thursday, 12 November 2009 00:00

“Because the mail never stops. It just keeps coming and coming and coming. There’s never a let-up. It’s relentless. Every day it piles up more and more and more and you gotta get it out. But the more you get it out the more it keeps coming in. And then the barcode reader breaks! And then it’s Publisher’s Clearing House Day!” So says Wayne Knight, or more commonly known as Newman, in Seinfeld. And when one substitutes “homework” for “mail,” this hilarious unleash of emotion all of a sudden becomes very true for a junior in high school — minus the barcode reader breaking and the Publisher’s Clearing House Day.

To Dress Up or Not to Dress Up?

Friday, 06 November 2009 22:39

Halloween in Greenwich never fails to disappoint – the familiar standby locations of Park Avenue, Maher Avenue and Belle Haven quickly become filled with scores of kids, watchful parents, and teenagers dressed in a myriad of costumes, parading up and down the streets to collect candy.

In the lanes

Written by Nicollette Alvarez
Wednesday, 28 October 2009 23:00

As a teenager, it can be hard to find something to do Friday or Saturday nights. Once you’ve seen all the good movies, or eaten at all the good restaurants, you find yourself resorting to board games and fighting over who gets the tiny silver thimble in Monopoly. As thrilling as that may sound, try something new: bowling.

Text me never

Written by Lacey Henry
Wednesday, 21 October 2009 23:00

It’s a lazy Saturday afternoon; I’m comfortably enjoying myself in my kitchen with a nice new box of America’s favorite cookie, the Oreo. After carefully dissecting my cookie in order to eat the filling first, I hear the satisfying crunch of the chocolate when, suddenly, my ear catches the faint resonance of my cell phone. To be specific, the Tri-Tone, signaling that I had a new text message awaiting me.

Two weeks in Autumn

Written by Kirsten Schnackenberg
Wednesday, 07 October 2009 23:00

There is a certain time in New England when the leaves on the trees are at their most brilliant, a time that serves as fleeting yet sublime reminder from mother nature that fall is most definitely here. For only about two weeks or so, the spectrum of colors, from rustic robin red to burnt sun yellow to glowing pumpkin orange dazzles the eye and promises to amaze visitors to our small corner of the eastern seaboard. But come just one day too early and the leaves will still be the green of summer and early fall. Come one day too late, and you will be greeted by a dusty, faded brown carpet of dried leaves just waiting to be jumped in.

A shaper of the world

Written by Nicollette Alvarez
Wednesday, 30 September 2009 23:00

At Greenwich High School, we have a course called Shapers of the World, where we study the fusion of literature, art and music and its influence on humanity. For one of our assignments, we all had to choose a local man or woman who we thought was a shaper, someone who has “shaped” society in some way and can be looked up to for inspiration. The vote was unanimous — we all chose the National Teacher of the Year Anthony Mullen. Instead of a politician or an artist, I find it remarkable that the students chose an educator. My shapers teacher was able to bring Mr. Mullen in to speak to us, and his words had a profound impact on me.

If the shoe fits

Written by Lacey Henry
Wednesday, 23 September 2009 23:00

They say the first step to recovery is admitting the problem. So, here goes nothing. I love shoes. I love the way they can dress up or down, be glamorous or casual, display modesty or add pizzazz. I love the way they can slim my ankles, be water resistant, peep my toe, support my arch, or even warm my toes with like the cozy fuzz of Ugg boots. Whatever zing I need, I can find in a shoe. In fact, I think that the shoe may be one of the most influential articles of fashion a person wears. For example, Dorothy will always be known for her ruby red slippers.

Staying grounded

Written by Joe Doyle
Wednesday, 16 September 2009 23:00

This past summer I spent five weeks in Kenai, Alaska, with a crew of nine strangers: four high school students, three rising college freshmen and two crew leaders, aged 23 and 21. I walked into the Kenai airport, where there are no security checks, and realized, as I observed who would be my “family” for the next 35 days, that for the first time in my life I was surrounded by people who knew absolutely nothing about me (with the exception of the leaders who knew me “on paper,” having read my application forms). Those next 35 days would turn out to be what I now believe to be some of the most influential days of my life.

Back to ... organization

Written by Kirsten Schnackenberg
Wednesday, 09 September 2009 23:00

If December is the time of celebration, April the time of new beginnings and August the time of well-deserved laziness, September must be the time of organization. Walking into Staples the other day, I was overcome with carefully crafted slogans designed to sell “organization.”