Seventh grade is an unfortunate year. Nervous 12-year-olds flooded onto the middle school campus in all their pre-pubescent glory, desperate to find a place at their new school. Almost six years ago, I...
In the last 1st and 3rd assembly, we all watched a video recap of the school year. This video was virtually all clips of various goals, touchdowns and other sports-related celebrations. Following this...
As part of the annual Senior Transition Day, the school organized a screening of “The Hunting Ground,” a shocking documentary about sexual assault on college campuses nationwide, produced by parent...
Dear graduating class of 2015,
Now that I’m graduating in a few weeks, there’s something I want to get off of my chest.
First, I want to say that Harvard-Westlake’s teachers...
I always think the same thing when I look back on the past: “Wow. I was kind of dumb last year.”
Let’s start with sixth grade, when I was a plain dork.
Then in seventh grade, I looked back on sixth...
It was one of the last days of the sixth grade and Rebecca Katz ’15 and I were in the bathroom of our elementary school waiting to be picked up to go to the Harvard-Westlake seventh Grade Barbeque. I...
“True terror is to wake up one morning and discover that your high school class is running the country.”
Kurt Vonnegut supposedly said that, and once a friend of an aunt of a friend at a family gathering quoted...
Even though it’s pretty generic for Chronicle writers to preach the idea of “trying something new” to the underclassmen in their final columns as high school students, joining “The Chronicle”...
I watched the Cum Laude induction ceremony a week and a half ago. I had a lot of friends being honored and I wanted to be there for them. However, I still ended up watching from the tech booth, removed...
I’ve written quite a few columns over the past couple of years, and I’ve thoroughly enjoyed writing and editing most of them. There have been ones that have been done weeks ahead of our press deadline,...
Of course, I left my senior column to the absolute last minute. I couldn’t decide how to turn my six years of experiences into a 500 word column that hopefully conveys something other than “it was...
A few days ago, I emptied my backpack for the first time in three years. A bit too excited I completed my academic obligations, I opened the zipper and allowed everything to crash down from four feet above...
