Writers Workshop

 Global warming
   
       The genocide of a species of bear comes because of the mass warming of our spheroid known as earth. This problem is not just the eradication of the species of bear, it's what can we do as a whole to reduce this growing problem. There are multiple schools nation wide that are trying to reduce the problem.
   One of these schools is HMS. Principal Butler is one of the main reasons why HMS is an big advocate of reducing the problem. Principal Butler revealed the secrets to reducing global warming in our society. Principal Butler says, "One way I am reducing global warming is not using styrofoam lunch trays, another way is thermostat control, We keep the thermostat at a controlled level in the summer and in the winter. Next year we are going to switch from paper towels to hand dryers." These are some very effective strategies that most schools across America use.
    One way we can reduce global warming in our society is by not using fossil fueled vehicles in your everyday commute. Another thing is by not using styrofoam because it is not biodegradable. Lastly set a controlled and reasonable temperature on your thermostat. These are just some of the many ways we can slowdown the growing problem that is known as global warming
 
Mr. Havlicek Retires

Emotions at HMS are dismal because of the retirement of one of the greats Mr. Havlicek. Students say he was the nonpareil of all teachers. One student said "Mr. Havlicek is like a best friend I never had".
Mr. Havlicek served at HMS for an number of years as a teaching assistant. He was the "cool" teacher in many students eyes. Although he didn't coach a sport he always was happy when any of the sports teams for HMS won.
Mr. Havlicek's retirement is effective at the end of the school year {with emergency days}. Mr. Havlicek  said the reason that he is retiring is"I'm getting old, and I think it's time to step off the throne".
The memories given by the students clearly show Nothing gold can stay.

Is It Bad To Cry?

           I gasped for air in the gymnasium as my grandma gave me the most dreadful news of my life, "Adrian, your grandfather has passed." An dire feeling fell over me as I held back the agonizing oh no tears. My heart sunk into a pit of sorrow as I watched the 8th grade conference team electrify the court with an invasive offensive and defensive attack.

The younger me saw my grandfather's sleek skin. His skin was a slightly lighter than milk chocolate, but a little darker than caramel. He was no taller than 5'7 but acted as if he was tallest man on earth. I noticed as I got older his skin got lighter, he was loosing weight at a slowed pace, he became weaker, and his bones were extremely brittle.

         The hardest news for an eleven year old to ever hear is "Your grandfather is dying of cancer". But that was two long hopeful years ago. My grandmother told me "Ten years ago when you were just about 3 me and your grandfather went to the doctor. The doctor told him that there was a small mass forming on his liver. Even though he denied it I always knew it was cancer." 

      Most men tell me that real men don't cry or show emotions. Does it not make me less of a man because I didn't cry or let my emotions bleed out of my once joyous heart? I ask this question to myself over and over again as I sit and think in my dark room. It seems as the night will never end ask I still fight to hide the tears of sanity and try to keep the face of an emotionless statue.

        Two days have passed since then and I'm still trying to hold back the tears but the more and more I tried the more and more I feel like I'm going to spew out in emotions. Ten minutes into P.E. I erupt in a fusillade of tears and emotions. After I had sat cried I felt as if the weight of the universe had been lifted off of my shoulders. Although I'd cried I didn't feel the pain and the pressure I'd felt before. Even though I was raised to shed no tears and show no emotions I finally knew that sobbing like a hungry baby wasn't so bad after all.