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APRIL 14-27, 2008 EDITION

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Hotel Rwanda: Paul Rusesabagina, the man who spoke up as a million Rwandans perished told his harrowing story to the Benedictine community. Students perform at the spring poetry slam competition. Photos by Katie Buell.

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POEMS

Monster Poem
By: Gail Bush

Monster stole my cookie.
I had dibs. It was mine!
He had his eyes on it the whole time.
Bastard took it when I wasn’t looking.

I got in his face about it.
Pulled a switchblade from my pocket
Whoa! Cried monster, let’s not be too hasty.
I snapped, Give me back my f---ing pastry!

It’s gone, utterly devoured,
Was his smug reply,
Then today, Monster,
Is the day you die.

Lunging with the blade,
I made a slicing pass,
But before I saw the move he made,
He knocked me on my ass.

Proud, he looked at me, his manner somewhat regal,
That was dumb, he said,
And pulling out a Desert Eagle,
He aimed it at my head.

A Monster with a gun?
I thought I’d never see the day.
He assured me it’d been done,
Judge it how I may.

He pulled the trigger,
I waited for the BAM!
Instead the gun went click click click
No one expected it to jam.

But I was running as fast as could be,
Flying faraway and free
Monster, you can keep the stupid cookie!
F---er was gonna shoot me!

High School English Prompt
By: Fadi Shihadeh

Let’s BREAK SOME ICE, KIDS
First! Write five things about yourself someone might find interesting
Nod four times and pretend that you’re interested in what the other person has to say.
Hum three songs that you can’t get out of your head for the life of you
Embellish two lies that make life O that much easier
Find one, and just one, honest and truthful real meaning in your life.

Part 2, creative writing exercise!

If you were to die today, what would you want written as your eulogy?
Limit is 200 words so please only mention the exciting things about your life.

Moving on -- Part 3, vocabulary!

Define Arduous
Adjective
The feeling of a long trek somewhere far away
Filled with hardship and trouble
And going because someone told you to go.
10 pages, Single-spaced, 1-inch margins.
Builds lots character
Requires constant caffeination
And late night runs to El Burrito Mexicano

Define Catastrophe
Noun describing
Saying the wrong thing
At the wrong time
To the RIGHT person
And feeling your insides cave in
An internal avalanche of dread and silence.

Please give a few synonyms for Invisible
How bout Withdrawn, Sheltered,
Cautious sociological brevity,
Misunderstood cataclysmic indifference to everyone else’s predictable thoughts and actions,
Or maybe just not here at the moment.

Alright. Time for a speech concerning the complex literary themes in Hamlet!
Speech! Silence in the room!
For all we know this next person is the
next Kennedy, the next Churchill, the next Will Ferrell.

It was the worst of times.
It was the worst of times.
Thank you.

Brilliant! He bravely demonstrated
The inherent the dichotomy of the internal conflict,
Of doing good in times of extraordinary personal tribulation for the protagonist.
An NO, although it sounds so,
I am not making this up.

That’s it for today, I’m afraid. Yes, sad, I know.
Remember to read and understand everything,
Remember conjuctions, commas, colons, conclusions.
In your conclusion, never start with “in conclusion.”

Thank You Note For Dylmantha
By: Gabrielle Tufano

Occasionally, I feel down
Frustrated, hope faded . . . under medicated
Broke, cold, crying, smelly
Ugly, papers, paintings, my pazzi genitori
Rent, funding, college, bills!

My head kills

Nerves shot, tired, working
Friends, brothers, my future lurking
Overwhelmed!
And utterly hating it

And then I think of you guys.

Eyes listening, hands offering organic mental remedy
Then I’m free
To bitch, moan, vent, scream,
Smoke, swear, snort—smile embarrassingly

And before I know it, we’re all laughing

Talking, sharing, innovating
Driving, digging, documenting
Painting, planning, executing
And binding the spines of our best sellers

My best fellers

Drenched in music, movies, black and whites
Prints, cacti, colored lights

Who else serves up a better cup of warm and frothy wit?

But not frothy as in superficial

Frothy as in so dry she’s got to serve it up
In a second cup
Cause the one is never enough
And it just keeps getting better

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