By Layla Wofsy '19
Dear Wakeman,
As my time spent parking at you has come to a close, I thought I would thank you for our time spent together.
Since March 2017, I have woken up at 5:45...
As I write this article, I am in the midst of my senior internship. It’s been awhile since I was rushing from class to class and actually taking notes. I find myself with very mixed feelings. I’m almost...
Four years ago, a group of then-seniors came into my freshman health class to speak to us. While most of what they said went in one ear and out the other as I daydreamed at my desk, something that one...
On June 20, 2014, in matching cap and gown, Staples’ seniors will march solemnly to “Pomp and Circumstance,” shake hands with Principal Dodig, smile a wistful smile, and graduate from high...
I'm a firm believer in fate.
But I’ve learned over the last four years that there isn’t only one road to get you there.
My dad loves to tell the story of how he met my mom. How fate brought them...
As a senior, I feel like this year has gone by way too quickly and has basically slipped through my fingers. For the class of 2014, we have climbed so many mountains and at the same time, have had a tremendous...
Many years ago, the polished stainless steel of refrigerators was a rare sight; numerous quizzes and art projects hid any shiny surface.
Now, instead of refrigerators, students’ Y-Drives hold their...
