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Go confidently in the direction of your dreams!

Live the life you’ve imagined.

~Henry David Thoreau

Class of 2027

Essays

Spooky Story One

by llam | November 21, 2024 | 2029 Fiction | 0 Comments

~Jacob, Class of 2029 One crisp day in late October a tallish, thin kid named Kevin Norton read a book called “Fact or fiction? Does worshiping evil bad guys make them come alive?” Kevin thought this was a bunch of lies, so he showed it to his shorter, wider friend...

Adversity

by jfitzsimmons | May 21, 2024 | 2027 Essays | 0 Comments

~Miles Kimmell, Class of 2027 I think adversity makes people stronger, because if you had no challenges in life it would be really easy and it would probably be boring. But when you face adversity, you have to push harder to get to your goal. Sometimes you’ll succeed...

The Power of Adversity

by jfitzsimmons | May 21, 2024 | 2027 Essays | 0 Comments

~Ashden Duverné, Class of 2027 I think that adversity can make someone stronger. Because when people face hard times in their life, it helps them not make the same mistake. Or it helps them to be able to face that same mistake head on and not let it sit with them. Or...

A Boy Who Loves Soccer

by jfitzsimmons | May 9, 2024 | 2029 Poetry | 0 Comments

~Oscar Steefey, Class of 2029 In dusty streets, where dreams take flight, A boy with a ball, his heart alight. With every kick, he feels alive. In every game, he dares to strive. His eyes alight with fiery passion. Each match thrilling, heartfelt fashion. In jerseys...

The Hook

by jfitzsimmons | May 7, 2024 | 2029 Essays | 0 Comments

~Donnie Goyette, Class of 2029 This story takes place at Lake Winnipesaukee. I usually wake up to go to my couch and watch a show, but today was a little unexpected. I woke up and as I walked out of my bedroom I felt a little sharp POKE in my toe. I...

A Crazy Hockey Game

by jfitzsimmons | May 7, 2024 | 2029 Essays | 0 Comments

~James Blum, Class of 2029 “Big game today James,” my dad said. I shook my head in agreement. We were in Winchester with my hockey team since we didn’t have enough players there were some call ups so that we could still play. I bumped fists with my best friend Cyrus....

How to Face a Bear

by jfitzsimmons | May 7, 2024 | 2029 Essays | 0 Comments

~Hudson McCullough, Class of 2029 If you are alone in the woods and you are with no buddy around you and you see a bear you should follow these steps. First you should check to see if the bear is enraged or calm. Another thing to do is check to see...

Wake Up

by jfitzsimmons | May 7, 2024 | 2029 Essays, Class of 2029 | 0 Comments

~Theo Desatnik, Class of 2029 “Theo”! What I yawned to my mom. “Theo”! Wake up we're going to miss the zodiac! “Ok” I yawned again as I got out of bed. I didn’t want to miss the zodiac (a zodiac is a small boat that takes you to different places and islands) because I...

My Trip to a Football Game

by jfitzsimmons | May 7, 2024 | 2029 Essays, Class of 2029 | 0 Comments

~Sam Chiofaro, Class of 2029 Have you ever been to a football game? I went to a Harvard football game and watched Harvard face Dartmouth. It all started when I turned 10. I wanted to have a birthday party and I thought it would be cool to go to a Boston...

My First Goal!

by jfitzsimmons | May 7, 2024 | 2029 Essays, Class of 2029 | 0 Comments

~Hudson McCullough, Class of 2029 Have you ever been to a hockey game? Well I play hockey and this is how I got my first goal. I was sitting on the bench getting ready for the game. I was super excited for my first game. I didn't start on the ice. A couple of my...

The Wettest Sweat

by jfitzsimmons | May 7, 2024 | 2029 Essays, Class of 2029 | 0 Comments

~Tav Cerra, Class of 2028 It was a hot summer day at Bowman street in Malden, Massachusetts. I was sweating so hard my hair stuck together and made a mohawk. Let me explain, it all started a few years ago...

Dad Isn’t Rad

by jfitzsimmons | May 7, 2024 | 2029 Essays, Class of 2029 | 0 Comments

~Gunnar Garcia, Class of 2029 It started in the morning. We were supposed to go to California for Christmas. We were supposed to wake up at 6:30 but I woke up at 7:00. “Oh my god!” I said. I rushed to my parents room and said “mom dad it’s...

I Survived the 15-Foot-Tall Wave

by jfitzsimmons | May 7, 2024 | 2029 Essays, Class of 2029 | 0 Comments

~Ray Lee, Class of 2028 It all started here in Plum Island, Massachusetts. I had been coming here for around 3 years and nothing like this ever happened before. Everything was normal except for the weather. It was colder. I...

Ice Day

by jfitzsimmons | May 7, 2024 | 2029 Essays, Class of 2029 | 0 Comments

~Gray Lerner, Class of 2028 It all started on a chairlift. We had already been on the chairlift for about 10 minutes, and still ten minutes to go — but it would be so worth it. When we get to the...

The Luxurious Glamp

by jfitzsimmons | May 7, 2024 | 2029 Essays, Class of 2029 | 0 Comments

~Harry Lin, Class of 2028 It was August. And it was hot. VERY hot. Luckily, our car had AC because it was a 7 hour drive. On the way, we played a family game. Then I played with my Nintendo for like four hours or so. Then we stopped for lunch…. ...

Road to Chicago

by jfitzsimmons | May 7, 2024 | 2025 Essays, Class of 2029 | 0 Comments

~Henry Matheney, Class of 2028 It all started in September of 2023. We were on a long, long, long, long ride to Chicago. It took about 3 hours to get there, so I was just sitting there watching my iPad the whole time. It was probably one of my favorite trips ever...

Elephant Incoming!

by jfitzsimmons | May 7, 2024 | 2029 Essays, Class of 2029 | 0 Comments

~Henry Mountz, Class of 2029 It all started in Africa when me and my family were traveling.We were looking at “the upside tree”on a walking safari. We heard a loud roaring sound. Turns out it was a very angry elephant mad because nobody would hang out with him. We...

Death Drop

by jfitzsimmons | May 7, 2024 | 2029 Essays, Class of 2029 | 0 Comments

~Waede Napoli, Class of 2029 This story begins on a bus to Volcano Bay. It was crazy-fun and a tiny bit scary. Fine I'll be truthful. It was not a tiny bit scary – it was pretty scary! ok let's talk about what happened…. We got there on a very...

The Time to Face it.

by jfitzsimmons | May 7, 2024 | 2029 Essays, Class of 2029 | 0 Comments

~Daniel Benjamin Singer, Class of 2029 It Being White Nitro. It was "The Time," the time to do it, the time to ski it. It being one of the hardest, sometimes considered the hardest. The only thing that separated me from doing it. Was the thing that kept me from doing...

Building a Shelter

by jfitzsimmons | May 7, 2024 | 2029 Essays, Class of 2029 | 0 Comments

If you are ever stuck in the wilderness… ~Daniel Benjamin Singer, Class of 2029 If you are ever stuck in the wilderness it is very important to know how to build a structure that can withstand the natural elements such as wind, rain and animals. In this informational...

At the Beach

by jfitzsimmons | May 7, 2024 | 2024 Travers Winner, 2029 Essays, Class of 2029, Travers Essay Winner | 0 Comments

2024 Travers Fiction Winner ~Morgan Lin, Class of 2029 Bang! I woke up to the sounds of my parents cooking and the sun shining right into my face. We were in South Carolina with my cousin, aunt, uncle, my brother and my parents. I was feeling eager because there were...

Linezip

by jfitzsimmons | May 7, 2024 | 2029 Essays, Class of 2029 | 0 Comments

~Carter Raja, Class of 2029 I’ve already been here before. Not saying I didn’t like it. Actually, this is a really good place. I just don’t like this. About 2 min 30 sec ago, I was on some random bus-like vehicle. Now, I’m listening to the...

Best Friends

by jfitzsimmons | May 7, 2024 | 2029 Essays, Class of 2029 | 0 Comments

~Will Richardson, Class of 2029 It was the end of lunch period. I was sitting with my friends at the table, chatting away. While eating, we always looked out at the kids to see what they’re doing. We saw this one boy walking across the lunch room with a tray in...

Breakdancing

by jfitzsimmons | May 7, 2024 | 2029 Fiction, Class of 2029 | 0 Comments

~Myles Stephens, Class of 2029 Our story starts in the middle of summer with me deep in thought. The sun was up and shining on a beautiful Sunday in Massachusetts. Air was crisp and I could smell pancakes sizzling away in the kitchen. I hopped out of bed and ran...

Treasure Hunters

by jfitzsimmons | May 7, 2024 | 2029 Fiction, Class of 2029 | 0 Comments

~Benny Shaw, Class of 2024 Prologue This is a story about 3 best friends that sail off into the unknown seas. Read as the best friends go to find treasure in the deep dark seas. They first need a ship, how are they going to find it? LET’s GO FIND OUT!!!!...

What I did over the Summer

by jfitzsimmons | May 7, 2024 | 2029 Fiction, Class of 2029 | 0 Comments

Hatchet Parody ~Hudson McCullough, Class of 2029 At the start of this summer it started out as any normal summer. I was going on a plane to see my dad in canada. When I got on the plane the pilot started rubbing his shoulder and the plane smelled really bad. All of a...

Smart

by jfitzsimmons | May 7, 2024 | 2024 Travers Winner, 2029 Fiction, Class of 2029, Travers Fiction Winner | 0 Comments

2024 Travers Fiction Winner! ~Myles Stephens, Class of 2029 “Five days until the statewide math competition," announced the overexcited principal over the intercom, his voice echoing through the school corridors. "Honestly, it's just a competition. Who cares if we win...

Mac ‘N Cheese

by jfitzsimmons | May 7, 2024 | 2029 Fiction, Class of 2029 | 0 Comments

~Ben Clark, Class of 2024 In a mysterious bowl underneath the blinding lights of the kitchen on the counter, sat Mac N’ Cheese. But this was not your ordinary Mac N’ Cheese, this one was special. It was a living organism, this Mac N’ Cheese could also move. One...

The Scariest Place

by jfitzsimmons | May 7, 2024 | 2029 Fiction, Class of 2029 | 0 Comments

~Will Richardson, Class of 2028 It all happened on a foggy night in Slothville. 3 kids went into a forest. They were walking until they heard something they had never heard before. Then out in the distance there was a boy sitting. They could hear the boy...

In A Future World….

by jfitzsimmons | May 7, 2024 | 2029 Fiction, Class of 2029 | 0 Comments

~Cooper Everett, Class Of 2029 Chapter 1: Just Chillin' In the city of New Jaylin in The planet of Nabno. “Andrew! Dinner is Ready !” His mom said Andrew was in room playing a game on his holo game: Galaxy Racing 2 “Come On Come On almost there on Level 12!”...

Monster Story

by jfitzsimmons | May 7, 2024 | 2029 Fiction, Class of 2029 | 0 Comments

~Leopold Crowley, Class of 2029 I was going camping with a friend. After we finished dinner, I went back into the tent for some marshmallows. As I looked through the cooler, there were no marshmallows? Then I went outside and told my friend “There were no...

Soccer Field

by jfitzsimmons | May 7, 2024 | 2029 Poetry, Class of 2029 | 0 Comments

~Leo Crowley, Class of 2029 The ball is jumping through the air The grass is lying low The water is dancing inside it’s bottles The chairs are carrying people The goals are hanging about The roads are slithering like a snake GOAL!

Ice Cream

by jfitzsimmons | May 7, 2024 | 2029 Poetry, Class of 2029 | 0 Comments

~Sam Chiofaro, Class of 2029 My spoon digs into the scoop like a shovel digging into dirt. The melting ice cream drips like my sweat on a hot summer day. The ice cream balances on the cone like a tightrope walker. The sprinkles sprinkle onto the cone like the rain on...

The iLab

by jfitzsimmons | May 7, 2024 | 2029 Poetry, Class of 2029 | 0 Comments

~Daniel Benjamin Singer, Class Of 2029 The place, The space, Where your thing happens, Fans, Motors, Everything moving, In motion, everything. The place, The space, Where the motors move, The way, The effort, The time, The beautiful way everything moves in sync, Like...

Get off the game sweetie

by jfitzsimmons | May 7, 2024 | 2029 Poetry, Class of 2029 | 0 Comments

~Cooper Everett, Class of 2029 Get off the game sweetie No. Please Get Off The Game We have to go No. GET off the GAME No. GET OFF THE GAME!!!!!!!!!!! No. WE NEED TO GO NOW!!! No. AUNTIE IS WAITING!!!! No. JUST GET OFF THE GAME!!! No. WE NEED TO LEAVE!!!! No. GET OFF...

In the Ramen Bowl

by jfitzsimmons | May 7, 2024 | 2029 Poetry, Class of 2029 | 0 Comments

~Morgan Lin, Class of 2029 In the ramen bowl, the egg floats around like a floatie in the pool The pork sits there like me sitting in a comfy chair The noodles are as flexible as gymnast The soup brings all of it together just like family on Christmas The corn...

Més que un club

by jfitzsimmons | May 7, 2024 | 2029 Poetry, Class of 2029 | 0 Comments

~Oscar Stuffy, Class of 2029 we are Barça and we are the Blues we are the champions and we are the news and this is the sound when we want more stamping our feet every time we score the sound in the ground the sound of the fans stamping our feet and clapping our hands...

Maine

by jfitzsimmons | May 7, 2024 | 2029 Poetry, Class of 2029 | 0 Comments

~Brandon Cohen, Class of 2029 Part 1 Lobster An option, Vacation on the ocean, Just the place for me. Part 2.... Maine, The beach, Cold, salty, and sandy. The food, The lobster and butter, Nothing B E T T E R, IN SUMMER!

Plane Sickness

by jfitzsimmons | May 7, 2024 | 2029 Poetry, Class of 2029 | 0 Comments

~Myles Stephens, Class of 2029 I am on an airplane, getting super sick. Mother says you should be fine, it will go really quick. I am on an airplane and there are nine more hours! Dad says you should be fine, even if you have no superpowers I am on an airplane and I...

Winning

by jfitzsimmons | May 7, 2024 | 2029 Poetry, Class of 2029 | 0 Comments

~Waede Napoli, Class of 2029 (Inspired by Kwame Alexander) At the top of the key I’m trash-talking walking sprinting squinting You slipping Now nasty crossover now you leftover forever Through the legs you got to move your legs Step back I think ya back cracked It’s...

Why Am I There

by jfitzsimmons | May 6, 2024 | 2029 Poetry, Class of 2029 | 0 Comments

~Emmett Pickett, Class of 2029 The cliffs are looming with the mounds of gray. Why am I there? The water comes running in with strides of big waves. Why am I there? The tides are coming in with the fish jumping. Why Am I There? The seagulls swoop in! <{([GIVE ME MY...

What I Love About Fall

by jfitzsimmons | May 6, 2024 | 2029 Poetry, Class of 2029 | 0 Comments

~Will Richardson, Class of 2029 I see the tree leaves fall to the ground as a crispy cold wind blows by I SEE MY DOG SPRINTING AS MY DOGS SPRINTS I CAN JUST FEEL THE WARM PIE MELT IN MY MOUTH BUT I CAN also see my dad go down to the river As I watch him, I hear the...

Water

by jfitzsimmons | May 6, 2024 | 2029 Poetry, Class of 2029 | 0 Comments

~Chris Roan, Class of 2029 Beautiful, blue lake Fish swimming through the water Still, beautiful lake

Dreams

by jfitzsimmons | May 6, 2024 | 2029 Poetry, Class of 2029 | 0 Comments

~Jack Perry, Class of 2029 A human grows a heart with dreams

Season of Scares

by jfitzsimmons | May 6, 2024 | 2029 Poetry, Class of 2029 | 0 Comments

~T.J. Anderson, Class of 2029 Crisp air whistling wind chilling wooooshes of air Brrrrr! It’s autumn. The fall of a leaf Soothing colors Decorations for Halloween make us all spook and scream

Ode to the Ocean

by jfitzsimmons | May 6, 2024 | 2029 Poetry, Class of 2029 | 0 Comments

~Harry Lin, Class of 2029 Oh, incandescent ocean, your brilliant blue waters shine so bright Oh, incandescent ocean, your beautiful bobbing boats gliding so gracefully Oh, incandescent ocean, your dolphins diving deftly Oh, incandescent ocean, your slimy slick seaweed...

Ode To Chez Bales

by jfitzsimmons | May 6, 2024 | 2029 Poetry, Class of 2029 | 0 Comments

~Ben Clark, Class of 2029 Oooh, scrumptious cheese balls, you brighten my day with your delicious delightful 0.1% dairy and 99.9% cheese Oooh, scrumptious cheese balls, your crispy crunch makes you look like you're always smiling. and your delicious coat of cheese is...

My Gaming Room

by jfitzsimmons | May 6, 2024 | 2029 Poetry, Class of 2029 | 0 Comments

~Ethan Gong, Class of 2029 As my chair eats me up And my dog hops on my lap And the sun sears through the windows I’m sweating in a ranked solo battle royale Fortnite. I get placed second! My monitor RAGES My friends ask to play And they carry me to a victory...

Lil’ Baby John

by jfitzsimmons | May 6, 2024 | 2029 Poetry, Class of 2029 | 0 Comments

~Ray Lee, Class of 2029 Lil’ Baby John was also nicknamed Pawn because when he played chess he’d win. It’s wasn’t even a test when you tried to beat Lil’ Baby John. He’d go to a tournament for what he did best and ended up winning it like an easy test. He won a trophy...

Just One More Minute

by jfitzsimmons | May 6, 2024 | 2029 Poetry, Class of 2029 | 0 Comments

~Tav Cerra, Class of 2029 WAKE UP…. WAKE U – no!!!! Just one just one more minute NO, YOU HAVE T - I already know Just one more minute I’M NOT GOING TO WA - ARRRRRGGGE Just one more minute IT’S PAST TI - I don’t want breakfast Just one more minute JUST WAKE U - FINE!...

Class of 2027

Fiction

Best Friends

by jfitzsimmons | May 7, 2024 | 2029 Essays, Class of 2029 | 0 Comments

~Will Richardson, Class of 2029 It was the end of lunch period. I was sitting with my friends at the table, chatting away. While eating, we always looked out at the kids to see what they’re doing. We saw this one boy walking across the lunch room with a tray in...

A Scaredy Cat’s Story

by jfitzsimmons | May 21, 2024 | 2027 Fiction | 0 Comments

~Owen Manthripragada, Class of 2027 Dark Room Tapping noises all throughout the walls, croaking lights, shifting auras moving like leaves in the wind, there were shadows and apparitions. All of my nightmares are coming to reality. Darkness absorbing all the light...

Soccer Field

by jfitzsimmons | May 7, 2024 | 2029 Poetry, Class of 2029 | 0 Comments

~Leo Crowley, Class of 2029 The ball is jumping through the air The grass is lying low The water is dancing inside it’s bottles The chairs are carrying people The goals are hanging about The roads are slithering like a snake GOAL!

Smart

by jfitzsimmons | May 7, 2024 | 2024 Travers Winner, 2029 Fiction, Class of 2029, Travers Fiction Winner | 0 Comments

2024 Travers Fiction Winner! ~Myles Stephens, Class of 2029 “Five days until the statewide math competition," announced the overexcited principal over the intercom, his voice echoing through the school corridors. "Honestly, it's just a competition. Who cares if we win...

Breakdancing

by jfitzsimmons | May 7, 2024 | 2029 Fiction, Class of 2029 | 0 Comments

~Myles Stephens, Class of 2029 Our story starts in the middle of summer with me deep in thought. The sun was up and shining on a beautiful Sunday in Massachusetts. Air was crisp and I could smell pancakes sizzling away in the kitchen. I hopped out of bed and ran...

A Crazy Hockey Game

by jfitzsimmons | May 7, 2024 | 2029 Essays | 0 Comments

~James Blum, Class of 2029 “Big game today James,” my dad said. I shook my head in agreement. We were in Winchester with my hockey team since we didn’t have enough players there were some call ups so that we could still play. I bumped fists with my best friend Cyrus....

What I Love About Fall

by jfitzsimmons | May 6, 2024 | 2029 Poetry, Class of 2029 | 0 Comments

~Will Richardson, Class of 2029 I see the tree leaves fall to the ground as a crispy cold wind blows by I SEE MY DOG SPRINTING AS MY DOGS SPRINTS I CAN JUST FEEL THE WARM PIE MELT IN MY MOUTH BUT I CAN also see my dad go down to the river As I watch him, I hear the...

The Wettest Sweat

by jfitzsimmons | May 7, 2024 | 2029 Essays, Class of 2029 | 0 Comments

~Tav Cerra, Class of 2028 It was a hot summer day at Bowman street in Malden, Massachusetts. I was sweating so hard my hair stuck together and made a mohawk. Let me explain, it all started a few years ago...

Get off the game sweetie

by jfitzsimmons | May 7, 2024 | 2029 Poetry, Class of 2029 | 0 Comments

~Cooper Everett, Class of 2029 Get off the game sweetie No. Please Get Off The Game We have to go No. GET off the GAME No. GET OFF THE GAME!!!!!!!!!!! No. WE NEED TO GO NOW!!! No. AUNTIE IS WAITING!!!! No. JUST GET OFF THE GAME!!! No. WE NEED TO LEAVE!!!! No. GET OFF...

The Seven Chairs

by jfitzsimmons | May 21, 2024 | 2027 Fiction | 0 Comments

~Travis Stuart, Class of 2027 A Harris Burdick Short Story “The fifth one ended up in France” Seven years ago, a spiritual cult sent out seven chairs across the world. Six of them ended up in ornate churches amongst different European countries, for example the fifth...

Spooky Story One

by llam | November 21, 2024 | 2029 Fiction | 0 Comments

~Jacob, Class of 2029 One crisp day in late October a tallish, thin kid named Kevin Norton read a book called “Fact or fiction? Does worshiping evil bad guys make them come alive?” Kevin thought this was a bunch of lies, so he showed it to his shorter, wider friend...

Maine

by jfitzsimmons | May 7, 2024 | 2029 Poetry, Class of 2029 | 0 Comments

~Brandon Cohen, Class of 2029 Part 1 Lobster An option, Vacation on the ocean, Just the place for me. Part 2.... Maine, The beach, Cold, salty, and sandy. The food, The lobster and butter, Nothing B E T T E R, IN SUMMER!

A Day at the Circus

by jfitzsimmons | May 21, 2024 | 2024 Travers Winner, 2027 Fiction, Travers Fiction Winner | 0 Comments

2024 Travers Winner! ~Andrew Bates, Class of 2026 I screamed with all my might. Roaring with laughter, I raced down the stairs like Usain Bolt on steroids. “Is it true? Is it really true?” I managed to choke out. “Yes,” my mom replied, looking amused by my outburst....

Ice Cream

by jfitzsimmons | May 7, 2024 | 2029 Poetry, Class of 2029 | 0 Comments

~Sam Chiofaro, Class of 2029 My spoon digs into the scoop like a shovel digging into dirt. The melting ice cream drips like my sweat on a hot summer day. The ice cream balances on the cone like a tightrope walker. The sprinkles sprinkle onto the cone like the rain on...

Dad Isn’t Rad

by jfitzsimmons | May 7, 2024 | 2029 Essays, Class of 2029 | 0 Comments

~Gunnar Garcia, Class of 2029 It started in the morning. We were supposed to go to California for Christmas. We were supposed to wake up at 6:30 but I woke up at 7:00. “Oh my god!” I said. I rushed to my parents room and said “mom dad it’s...

Why Do Dogs Chase Squirrels?

by jfitzsimmons | May 21, 2024 | 2027 Fiction | 0 Comments

A Myth ~Donald Wallace, Class of 2027 In the beginning of time, there were the three great opposites, the yin and the yang, the capitalists and the socialists, and the dogs and the squirrels. The dogs used to love to eat nuts. Then the squirrels asked the dogs to a...

A Scaredy Cat’s Story

by jfitzsimmons | May 21, 2024 | 2027 Fiction | 0 Comments

By Robert Collings, Class of 2027 Shipwreck “Huh? Where am I. I'm so confused, am I on a ship?” I was startled when I awoke on a ship and didn’t remember anything about myself. I don't even know my own name. But it's just me. I don't even need a name. I have a...

Season of Scares

by jfitzsimmons | May 6, 2024 | 2029 Poetry, Class of 2029 | 0 Comments

~T.J. Anderson, Class of 2029 Crisp air whistling wind chilling wooooshes of air Brrrrr! It’s autumn. The fall of a leaf Soothing colors Decorations for Halloween make us all spook and scream

The Luxurious Glamp

by jfitzsimmons | May 7, 2024 | 2029 Essays, Class of 2029 | 0 Comments

~Harry Lin, Class of 2028 It was August. And it was hot. VERY hot. Luckily, our car had AC because it was a 7 hour drive. On the way, we played a family game. Then I played with my Nintendo for like four hours or so. Then we stopped for lunch…. ...

The iLab

by jfitzsimmons | May 7, 2024 | 2029 Poetry, Class of 2029 | 0 Comments

~Daniel Benjamin Singer, Class Of 2029 The place, The space, Where your thing happens, Fans, Motors, Everything moving, In motion, everything. The place, The space, Where the motors move, The way, The effort, The time, The beautiful way everything moves in sync, Like...

At the Beach

by jfitzsimmons | May 7, 2024 | 2024 Travers Winner, 2029 Essays, Class of 2029, Travers Essay Winner | 0 Comments

2024 Travers Fiction Winner ~Morgan Lin, Class of 2029 Bang! I woke up to the sounds of my parents cooking and the sun shining right into my face. We were in South Carolina with my cousin, aunt, uncle, my brother and my parents. I was feeling eager because there were...

Mr. Linden’s Library

by jfitzsimmons | May 21, 2024 | 2027 Fiction | 0 Comments

A Harris Burdick Story ~Ethan Lee, Class of 2027 Clunk! I peered out the window as we bounced into the dark and foggy town. There was a small sign that read “Entering Marion.” The fog continued to thicken as we kept going closer. I saw our moving van behind us and...

How Did Eye Colors Come to Be

by jfitzsimmons | May 21, 2024 | 2027 Fiction | 0 Comments

~Lorenzo Alvarez, Class of 2027 In the beginning, no one created man. There was no Adam and Eve. There were four families from the beginning of time. One with brown eyes, one with blue eyes, one with green eyes, and one with yellow eyes. They all had different...

Fall is Fun

by jfitzsimmons | May 6, 2024 | 2029 Poetry, Class of 2029 | 0 Comments

~Gunnar Garcia, Class of 2029 Big orange pumpkins yelling don’t carve meeeeeee Very cozy sweatshirts yelling I really don't get paid for warming you up Some really round sports ball screaming I believe I can flyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy Some really orange leaves saying...

Lil’ Baby John

by jfitzsimmons | May 6, 2024 | 2029 Poetry, Class of 2029 | 0 Comments

~Ray Lee, Class of 2029 Lil’ Baby John was also nicknamed Pawn because when he played chess he’d win. It’s wasn’t even a test when you tried to beat Lil’ Baby John. He’d go to a tournament for what he did best and ended up winning it like an easy test. He won a trophy...

Fall

by jfitzsimmons | May 6, 2024 | 2029 Poetry, Class of 2029 | 0 Comments

~Benny Shaw, Class of 2029 Red leaves fall from the trees as squirrels are running in the breeze. Pumpkins are growing. Apples are being picked while people are being tricked. Pumpkin spice lattes Making pumpkin pie I hear the wind cry. There is a chill in the air. It...

Lots of Leaves

by jfitzsimmons | May 6, 2024 | 2029 Poetry, Class of 2029 | 0 Comments

~Carter Raja, Class of 2029 During the season of fall, you will probably find a lot of interesting things. These may include: Many big delicious apple cider donuts Some carved, orange pumpkins Crisp air Big, fun challenging corn mazes And lots and lots and lots and...

Just One More Minute

by jfitzsimmons | May 6, 2024 | 2029 Poetry, Class of 2029 | 0 Comments

~Tav Cerra, Class of 2029 WAKE UP…. WAKE U – no!!!! Just one just one more minute NO, YOU HAVE T - I already know Just one more minute I’M NOT GOING TO WA - ARRRRRGGGE Just one more minute IT’S PAST TI - I don’t want breakfast Just one more minute JUST WAKE U - FINE!...

The Hook

by jfitzsimmons | May 7, 2024 | 2029 Essays | 0 Comments

~Donnie Goyette, Class of 2029 This story takes place at Lake Winnipesaukee. I usually wake up to go to my couch and watch a show, but today was a little unexpected. I woke up and as I walked out of my bedroom I felt a little sharp POKE in my toe. I...

Elephant Incoming!

by jfitzsimmons | May 7, 2024 | 2029 Essays, Class of 2029 | 0 Comments

~Henry Mountz, Class of 2029 It all started in Africa when me and my family were traveling.We were looking at “the upside tree”on a walking safari. We heard a loud roaring sound. Turns out it was a very angry elephant mad because nobody would hang out with him. We...

Winning

by jfitzsimmons | May 7, 2024 | 2029 Poetry, Class of 2029 | 0 Comments

~Waede Napoli, Class of 2029 (Inspired by Kwame Alexander) At the top of the key I’m trash-talking walking sprinting squinting You slipping Now nasty crossover now you leftover forever Through the legs you got to move your legs Step back I think ya back cracked It’s...

Mac ‘N Cheese

by jfitzsimmons | May 7, 2024 | 2029 Fiction, Class of 2029 | 0 Comments

~Ben Clark, Class of 2024 In a mysterious bowl underneath the blinding lights of the kitchen on the counter, sat Mac N’ Cheese. But this was not your ordinary Mac N’ Cheese, this one was special. It was a living organism, this Mac N’ Cheese could also move. One...

Road to Chicago

by jfitzsimmons | May 7, 2024 | 2025 Essays, Class of 2029 | 0 Comments

~Henry Matheney, Class of 2028 It all started in September of 2023. We were on a long, long, long, long ride to Chicago. It took about 3 hours to get there, so I was just sitting there watching my iPad the whole time. It was probably one of my favorite trips ever...

Dreams

by jfitzsimmons | May 6, 2024 | 2029 Poetry, Class of 2029 | 0 Comments

~Jack Perry, Class of 2029 A human grows a heart with dreams

Why Am I There

by jfitzsimmons | May 6, 2024 | 2029 Poetry, Class of 2029 | 0 Comments

~Emmett Pickett, Class of 2029 The cliffs are looming with the mounds of gray. Why am I there? The water comes running in with strides of big waves. Why am I there? The tides are coming in with the fish jumping. Why Am I There? The seagulls swoop in! <{([GIVE ME MY...

What I did over the Summer

by jfitzsimmons | May 7, 2024 | 2029 Fiction, Class of 2029 | 0 Comments

Hatchet Parody ~Hudson McCullough, Class of 2029 At the start of this summer it started out as any normal summer. I was going on a plane to see my dad in canada. When I got on the plane the pilot started rubbing his shoulder and the plane smelled really bad. All of a...

Ode to the Ocean

by jfitzsimmons | May 6, 2024 | 2029 Poetry, Class of 2029 | 0 Comments

~Harry Lin, Class of 2029 Oh, incandescent ocean, your brilliant blue waters shine so bright Oh, incandescent ocean, your beautiful bobbing boats gliding so gracefully Oh, incandescent ocean, your dolphins diving deftly Oh, incandescent ocean, your slimy slick seaweed...

Monster Story

by jfitzsimmons | May 7, 2024 | 2029 Fiction, Class of 2029 | 0 Comments

~Leopold Crowley, Class of 2029 I was going camping with a friend. After we finished dinner, I went back into the tent for some marshmallows. As I looked through the cooler, there were no marshmallows? Then I went outside and told my friend “There were no...

My Gaming Room

by jfitzsimmons | May 6, 2024 | 2029 Poetry, Class of 2029 | 0 Comments

~Ethan Gong, Class of 2029 As my chair eats me up And my dog hops on my lap And the sun sears through the windows I’m sweating in a ranked solo battle royale Fortnite. I get placed second! My monitor RAGES My friends ask to play And they carry me to a victory...

My Trip to a Football Game

by jfitzsimmons | May 7, 2024 | 2029 Essays, Class of 2029 | 0 Comments

~Sam Chiofaro, Class of 2029 Have you ever been to a football game? I went to a Harvard football game and watched Harvard face Dartmouth. It all started when I turned 10. I wanted to have a birthday party and I thought it would be cool to go to a Boston...

How to Face a Bear

by jfitzsimmons | May 7, 2024 | 2029 Essays | 0 Comments

~Hudson McCullough, Class of 2029 If you are alone in the woods and you are with no buddy around you and you see a bear you should follow these steps. First you should check to see if the bear is enraged or calm. Another thing to do is check to see...

I Survived the 15-Foot-Tall Wave

by jfitzsimmons | May 7, 2024 | 2029 Essays, Class of 2029 | 0 Comments

~Ray Lee, Class of 2028 It all started here in Plum Island, Massachusetts. I had been coming here for around 3 years and nothing like this ever happened before. Everything was normal except for the weather. It was colder. I...

Ice Day

by jfitzsimmons | May 7, 2024 | 2029 Essays, Class of 2029 | 0 Comments

~Gray Lerner, Class of 2028 It all started on a chairlift. We had already been on the chairlift for about 10 minutes, and still ten minutes to go — but it would be so worth it. When we get to the...

In the Ramen Bowl

by jfitzsimmons | May 7, 2024 | 2029 Poetry, Class of 2029 | 0 Comments

~Morgan Lin, Class of 2029 In the ramen bowl, the egg floats around like a floatie in the pool The pork sits there like me sitting in a comfy chair The noodles are as flexible as gymnast The soup brings all of it together just like family on Christmas The corn...

Fall on the Concord River

by jfitzsimmons | May 6, 2024 | 2024 Travers Winner, 2029 Poetry, Class of 2029, Travers Poetry Winner | 0 Comments

2024 Travers Poetry Winner! ~Christopher Paduch, Class of 2029 I wish I were the leaves. I wish I could float like the leaves, gently drifting in the sky and landing in the water I wish I were the clouds making shapes in the bright-blue sky I wish I were the birds...

The Time to Face it.

by jfitzsimmons | May 7, 2024 | 2029 Essays, Class of 2029 | 0 Comments

~Daniel Benjamin Singer, Class of 2029 It Being White Nitro. It was "The Time," the time to do it, the time to ski it. It being one of the hardest, sometimes considered the hardest. The only thing that separated me from doing it. Was the thing that kept me from doing...

Treasure Hunters

by jfitzsimmons | May 7, 2024 | 2029 Fiction, Class of 2029 | 0 Comments

~Benny Shaw, Class of 2024 Prologue This is a story about 3 best friends that sail off into the unknown seas. Read as the best friends go to find treasure in the deep dark seas. They first need a ship, how are they going to find it? LET’s GO FIND OUT!!!!...

My First Goal!

by jfitzsimmons | May 7, 2024 | 2029 Essays, Class of 2029 | 0 Comments

~Hudson McCullough, Class of 2029 Have you ever been to a hockey game? Well I play hockey and this is how I got my first goal. I was sitting on the bench getting ready for the game. I was super excited for my first game. I didn't start on the ice. A couple of my...

Wake Up

by jfitzsimmons | May 7, 2024 | 2029 Essays, Class of 2029 | 0 Comments

~Theo Desatnik, Class of 2029 “Theo”! What I yawned to my mom. “Theo”! Wake up we're going to miss the zodiac! “Ok” I yawned again as I got out of bed. I didn’t want to miss the zodiac (a zodiac is a small boat that takes you to different places and islands) because I...

A Boy Who Loves Soccer

by jfitzsimmons | May 9, 2024 | 2029 Poetry | 0 Comments

~Oscar Steefey, Class of 2029 In dusty streets, where dreams take flight, A boy with a ball, his heart alight. With every kick, he feels alive. In every game, he dares to strive. His eyes alight with fiery passion. Each match thrilling, heartfelt fashion. In jerseys...

The Class of 2027

Poetry

The Time to Face it.

by jfitzsimmons | May 7, 2024 | 2029 Essays, Class of 2029 | 0 Comments

~Daniel Benjamin Singer, Class of 2029 It Being White Nitro. It was "The Time," the time to do it, the time to ski it. It being one of the hardest, sometimes considered the hardest. The only thing that separated me from doing it. Was the thing that kept me from doing...

Adversity

by jfitzsimmons | May 21, 2024 | 2027 Poetry | 0 Comments

~JD Souza, Class of 2027 Adversity does make you stronger; when you feel like giving up it makes you last a little longer, like being down 10 runs in a big game and getting nervous while watching the fans go insane. Getting through Cornell notes – now, that’s really...

Ice Day

by jfitzsimmons | May 7, 2024 | 2029 Essays, Class of 2029 | 0 Comments

~Gray Lerner, Class of 2028 It all started on a chairlift. We had already been on the chairlift for about 10 minutes, and still ten minutes to go — but it would be so worth it. When we get to the...

The Scariest Place

by jfitzsimmons | May 7, 2024 | 2029 Fiction, Class of 2029 | 0 Comments

~Will Richardson, Class of 2028 It all happened on a foggy night in Slothville. 3 kids went into a forest. They were walking until they heard something they had never heard before. Then out in the distance there was a boy sitting. They could hear the boy...

Breakdancing

by jfitzsimmons | May 7, 2024 | 2029 Fiction, Class of 2029 | 0 Comments

~Myles Stephens, Class of 2029 Our story starts in the middle of summer with me deep in thought. The sun was up and shining on a beautiful Sunday in Massachusetts. Air was crisp and I could smell pancakes sizzling away in the kitchen. I hopped out of bed and ran...

The Wettest Sweat

by jfitzsimmons | May 7, 2024 | 2029 Essays, Class of 2029 | 0 Comments

~Tav Cerra, Class of 2028 It was a hot summer day at Bowman street in Malden, Massachusetts. I was sweating so hard my hair stuck together and made a mohawk. Let me explain, it all started a few years ago...

Mac ‘N Cheese

by jfitzsimmons | May 7, 2024 | 2029 Fiction, Class of 2029 | 0 Comments

~Ben Clark, Class of 2024 In a mysterious bowl underneath the blinding lights of the kitchen on the counter, sat Mac N’ Cheese. But this was not your ordinary Mac N’ Cheese, this one was special. It was a living organism, this Mac N’ Cheese could also move. One...

Death Drop

by jfitzsimmons | May 7, 2024 | 2029 Essays, Class of 2029 | 0 Comments

~Waede Napoli, Class of 2029 This story begins on a bus to Volcano Bay. It was crazy-fun and a tiny bit scary. Fine I'll be truthful. It was not a tiny bit scary – it was pretty scary! ok let's talk about what happened…. We got there on a very...

I Survived the 15-Foot-Tall Wave

by jfitzsimmons | May 7, 2024 | 2029 Essays, Class of 2029 | 0 Comments

~Ray Lee, Class of 2028 It all started here in Plum Island, Massachusetts. I had been coming here for around 3 years and nothing like this ever happened before. Everything was normal except for the weather. It was colder. I...

Fall on the Concord River

by jfitzsimmons | May 6, 2024 | 2024 Travers Winner, 2029 Poetry, Class of 2029, Travers Poetry Winner | 0 Comments

2024 Travers Poetry Winner! ~Christopher Paduch, Class of 2029 I wish I were the leaves. I wish I could float like the leaves, gently drifting in the sky and landing in the water I wish I were the clouds making shapes in the bright-blue sky I wish I were the birds...

Yellow Snow

by jfitzsimmons | May 21, 2024 | 2027 Poetry | 0 Comments

~Aiden Shang, Class of 2027 It is winter and it had just snowed, very white, and very fluffy. A person gone insane, looked at the snow. Licked his lips as he dived in the mountain of snow, as high as Mount Everest. Gobble, gobble, the pile of snow was gone in a matter...

The Features of Skiing

by jfitzsimmons | May 21, 2024 | 2027 Poetry | 0 Comments

~Thomas Carroll, Class of 2027 My skis cut through the snow like knives. the snow powdery like flour. The trees whistle next to me. the chairlift buzzes with excitement. my poles so beat up they could break at any second. My GoPro Smiles knowing it will record a good...

Get off the game sweetie

by jfitzsimmons | May 7, 2024 | 2029 Poetry, Class of 2029 | 0 Comments

~Cooper Everett, Class of 2029 Get off the game sweetie No. Please Get Off The Game We have to go No. GET off the GAME No. GET OFF THE GAME!!!!!!!!!!! No. WE NEED TO GO NOW!!! No. AUNTIE IS WAITING!!!! No. JUST GET OFF THE GAME!!! No. WE NEED TO LEAVE!!!! No. GET OFF...

Smart

by jfitzsimmons | May 7, 2024 | 2024 Travers Winner, 2029 Fiction, Class of 2029, Travers Fiction Winner | 0 Comments

2024 Travers Fiction Winner! ~Myles Stephens, Class of 2029 “Five days until the statewide math competition," announced the overexcited principal over the intercom, his voice echoing through the school corridors. "Honestly, it's just a competition. Who cares if we win...

Soccer Field

by jfitzsimmons | May 7, 2024 | 2029 Poetry, Class of 2029 | 0 Comments

~Leo Crowley, Class of 2029 The ball is jumping through the air The grass is lying low The water is dancing inside it’s bottles The chairs are carrying people The goals are hanging about The roads are slithering like a snake GOAL!

My Gaming Room

by jfitzsimmons | May 6, 2024 | 2029 Poetry, Class of 2029 | 0 Comments

~Ethan Gong, Class of 2029 As my chair eats me up And my dog hops on my lap And the sun sears through the windows I’m sweating in a ranked solo battle royale Fortnite. I get placed second! My monitor RAGES My friends ask to play And they carry me to a victory...

One Choice

by jfitzsimmons | May 21, 2024 | 2027 Poetry | 0 Comments

~Raffe Pisano, Class of 2027 I only have one choice in the world. My parents say to bring shirts underwear pants shorts toothbrush toothpaste pillow blanket soap and some food. Finding what to bring is like a needle in a haystack. I wish I could bring my dog phone...

Ode To Chez Bales

by jfitzsimmons | May 6, 2024 | 2029 Poetry, Class of 2029 | 0 Comments

~Ben Clark, Class of 2029 Oooh, scrumptious cheese balls, you brighten my day with your delicious delightful 0.1% dairy and 99.9% cheese Oooh, scrumptious cheese balls, your crispy crunch makes you look like you're always smiling. and your delicious coat of cheese is...

In A Future World….

by jfitzsimmons | May 7, 2024 | 2029 Fiction, Class of 2029 | 0 Comments

~Cooper Everett, Class Of 2029 Chapter 1: Just Chillin' In the city of New Jaylin in The planet of Nabno. “Andrew! Dinner is Ready !” His mom said Andrew was in room playing a game on his holo game: Galaxy Racing 2 “Come On Come On almost there on Level 12!”...

Linezip

by jfitzsimmons | May 7, 2024 | 2029 Essays, Class of 2029 | 0 Comments

~Carter Raja, Class of 2029 I’ve already been here before. Not saying I didn’t like it. Actually, this is a really good place. I just don’t like this. About 2 min 30 sec ago, I was on some random bus-like vehicle. Now, I’m listening to the...

Challenges

by jfitzsimmons | May 21, 2024 | 2027 Poetry | 0 Comments

~William Wu, Class of 2027 When challenges come, they may seem rough, but they shape us into diamonds, strong and tough. They test our limits, and push us to grow, and in the face of adversity, our strength will grow. Challenges build resilience within our soul,...

Fall

by jfitzsimmons | May 6, 2024 | 2029 Poetry, Class of 2029 | 0 Comments

~Benny Shaw, Class of 2029 Red leaves fall from the trees as squirrels are running in the breeze. Pumpkins are growing. Apples are being picked while people are being tricked. Pumpkin spice lattes Making pumpkin pie I hear the wind cry. There is a chill in the air. It...

The iLab

by jfitzsimmons | May 7, 2024 | 2029 Poetry, Class of 2029 | 0 Comments

~Daniel Benjamin Singer, Class Of 2029 The place, The space, Where your thing happens, Fans, Motors, Everything moving, In motion, everything. The place, The space, Where the motors move, The way, The effort, The time, The beautiful way everything moves in sync, Like...

Elephant Incoming!

by jfitzsimmons | May 7, 2024 | 2029 Essays, Class of 2029 | 0 Comments

~Henry Mountz, Class of 2029 It all started in Africa when me and my family were traveling.We were looking at “the upside tree”on a walking safari. We heard a loud roaring sound. Turns out it was a very angry elephant mad because nobody would hang out with him. We...

Més que un club

by jfitzsimmons | May 7, 2024 | 2029 Poetry, Class of 2029 | 0 Comments

~Oscar Stuffy, Class of 2029 we are Barça and we are the Blues we are the champions and we are the news and this is the sound when we want more stamping our feet every time we score the sound in the ground the sound of the fans stamping our feet and clapping our hands...

Dreams

by jfitzsimmons | May 6, 2024 | 2029 Poetry, Class of 2029 | 0 Comments

~Jack Perry, Class of 2029 A human grows a heart with dreams

Dad Isn’t Rad

by jfitzsimmons | May 7, 2024 | 2029 Essays, Class of 2029 | 0 Comments

~Gunnar Garcia, Class of 2029 It started in the morning. We were supposed to go to California for Christmas. We were supposed to wake up at 6:30 but I woke up at 7:00. “Oh my god!” I said. I rushed to my parents room and said “mom dad it’s...

2001 Underdogs

by jfitzsimmons | May 21, 2024 | 2027 Poetry | 0 Comments

~Andrew Bates, Class of 2027 Back in ‘99, a spark began to form Tom marched with the Pats and a dynasty was born They had the backs, the receivers were stacked, And they took the NFL by storm. But then, in ‘01, their quarterback was hit, And threw the league into a...

Ice Cream

by jfitzsimmons | May 7, 2024 | 2029 Poetry, Class of 2029 | 0 Comments

~Sam Chiofaro, Class of 2029 My spoon digs into the scoop like a shovel digging into dirt. The melting ice cream drips like my sweat on a hot summer day. The ice cream balances on the cone like a tightrope walker. The sprinkles sprinkle onto the cone like the rain on...

In the Ramen Bowl

by jfitzsimmons | May 7, 2024 | 2029 Poetry, Class of 2029 | 0 Comments

~Morgan Lin, Class of 2029 In the ramen bowl, the egg floats around like a floatie in the pool The pork sits there like me sitting in a comfy chair The noodles are as flexible as gymnast The soup brings all of it together just like family on Christmas The corn...

Treasure Hunters

by jfitzsimmons | May 7, 2024 | 2029 Fiction, Class of 2029 | 0 Comments

~Benny Shaw, Class of 2024 Prologue This is a story about 3 best friends that sail off into the unknown seas. Read as the best friends go to find treasure in the deep dark seas. They first need a ship, how are they going to find it? LET’s GO FIND OUT!!!!...

Why Am I There

by jfitzsimmons | May 6, 2024 | 2029 Poetry, Class of 2029 | 0 Comments

~Emmett Pickett, Class of 2029 The cliffs are looming with the mounds of gray. Why am I there? The water comes running in with strides of big waves. Why am I there? The tides are coming in with the fish jumping. Why Am I There? The seagulls swoop in! <{([GIVE ME MY...

Just One More Minute

by jfitzsimmons | May 6, 2024 | 2029 Poetry, Class of 2029 | 0 Comments

~Tav Cerra, Class of 2029 WAKE UP…. WAKE U – no!!!! Just one just one more minute NO, YOU HAVE T - I already know Just one more minute I’M NOT GOING TO WA - ARRRRRGGGE Just one more minute IT’S PAST TI - I don’t want breakfast Just one more minute JUST WAKE U - FINE!...

Wake Up

by jfitzsimmons | May 7, 2024 | 2029 Essays, Class of 2029 | 0 Comments

~Theo Desatnik, Class of 2029 “Theo”! What I yawned to my mom. “Theo”! Wake up we're going to miss the zodiac! “Ok” I yawned again as I got out of bed. I didn’t want to miss the zodiac (a zodiac is a small boat that takes you to different places and islands) because I...

Monster Story

by jfitzsimmons | May 7, 2024 | 2029 Fiction, Class of 2029 | 0 Comments

~Leopold Crowley, Class of 2029 I was going camping with a friend. After we finished dinner, I went back into the tent for some marshmallows. As I looked through the cooler, there were no marshmallows? Then I went outside and told my friend “There were no...

Key Lime Pie

by jfitzsimmons | May 21, 2024 | 2027 Poetry | 0 Comments

~Thomas Belin, Class of 2027 Key Lime pie so yummy and sweet. I’m loving the CRUNCH of the crust. It’s a special treat. Thanks to my grandmother always there to celebrate. I love Key Lime pie the tartness of the limes make my mouth sing and the whipped cream,...

Whoosh!

by jfitzsimmons | May 21, 2024 | 2027 Poetry | 0 Comments

~Max Kpissay, Class of 2027 Whoosh! Oh, what a word. Whoosh! Soaring through the air, like a bird. Whoosh! I shoot the 3, I swish it, It’s not my 1st or 2nd, but my 3rd. The cool air whooshes up through the gates in the park. I shot the basketball, it whooshed through...

The Whoosh of the Wind

by jfitzsimmons | May 21, 2024 | 2024 Travers Winner, 2027 Poetry, Travers Poetry Winner | 0 Comments

2024 Travers Winner! ~Ross Wein, Class of 2027 The whoosh of the wind as it blows my kippah off my head at Temple Emunah. The whoosh of the people running out of Hebrew school. The whoosh of my dad’s hand, grabbing my brother's kippah. The whoosh of my dad’s breath,...

Building a Shelter

by jfitzsimmons | May 7, 2024 | 2029 Essays, Class of 2029 | 0 Comments

If you are ever stuck in the wilderness… ~Daniel Benjamin Singer, Class of 2029 If you are ever stuck in the wilderness it is very important to know how to build a structure that can withstand the natural elements such as wind, rain and animals. In this informational...

Water

by jfitzsimmons | May 6, 2024 | 2029 Poetry, Class of 2029 | 0 Comments

~Chris Roan, Class of 2029 Beautiful, blue lake Fish swimming through the water Still, beautiful lake

Lots of Leaves

by jfitzsimmons | May 6, 2024 | 2029 Poetry, Class of 2029 | 0 Comments

~Carter Raja, Class of 2029 During the season of fall, you will probably find a lot of interesting things. These may include: Many big delicious apple cider donuts Some carved, orange pumpkins Crisp air Big, fun challenging corn mazes And lots and lots and lots and...

Fall is Fun

by jfitzsimmons | May 6, 2024 | 2029 Poetry, Class of 2029 | 0 Comments

~Gunnar Garcia, Class of 2029 Big orange pumpkins yelling don’t carve meeeeeee Very cozy sweatshirts yelling I really don't get paid for warming you up Some really round sports ball screaming I believe I can flyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy Some really orange leaves saying...

The Luxurious Glamp

by jfitzsimmons | May 7, 2024 | 2029 Essays, Class of 2029 | 0 Comments

~Harry Lin, Class of 2028 It was August. And it was hot. VERY hot. Luckily, our car had AC because it was a 7 hour drive. On the way, we played a family game. Then I played with my Nintendo for like four hours or so. Then we stopped for lunch…. ...

A Crazy Hockey Game

by jfitzsimmons | May 7, 2024 | 2029 Essays | 0 Comments

~James Blum, Class of 2029 “Big game today James,” my dad said. I shook my head in agreement. We were in Winchester with my hockey team since we didn’t have enough players there were some call ups so that we could still play. I bumped fists with my best friend Cyrus....

Plane Sickness

by jfitzsimmons | May 7, 2024 | 2029 Poetry, Class of 2029 | 0 Comments

~Myles Stephens, Class of 2029 I am on an airplane, getting super sick. Mother says you should be fine, it will go really quick. I am on an airplane and there are nine more hours! Dad says you should be fine, even if you have no superpowers I am on an airplane and I...

A Boy Who Loves Soccer

by jfitzsimmons | May 9, 2024 | 2029 Poetry | 0 Comments

~Oscar Steefey, Class of 2029 In dusty streets, where dreams take flight, A boy with a ball, his heart alight. With every kick, he feels alive. In every game, he dares to strive. His eyes alight with fiery passion. Each match thrilling, heartfelt fashion. In jerseys...

Spooky Story One

by llam | November 21, 2024 | 2029 Fiction | 0 Comments

~Jacob, Class of 2029 One crisp day in late October a tallish, thin kid named Kevin Norton read a book called “Fact or fiction? Does worshiping evil bad guys make them come alive?” Kevin thought this was a bunch of lies, so he showed it to his shorter, wider friend...

Best Friends

by jfitzsimmons | May 7, 2024 | 2029 Essays, Class of 2029 | 0 Comments

~Will Richardson, Class of 2029 It was the end of lunch period. I was sitting with my friends at the table, chatting away. While eating, we always looked out at the kids to see what they’re doing. We saw this one boy walking across the lunch room with a tray in...

Bird

by jfitzsimmons | May 21, 2024 | 2027 Poetry | 0 Comments

~Alex Brown, Class of 2027 In his nest, a sparrow awakes. He coos softly and stretches his wings. Jumps to the edge of his nest, hops off and flaps his wings, soars up on a gust of wind and lands back in his nest and goes back to sleep.

Thoom

by jfitzsimmons | May 21, 2024 | 2027 Poetry | 0 Comments

~Beckett Dwyer, Class of 2027 Thoom. A sound that happens right before disaster. Thoom, thoom, thoom. The sound of angry footsteps pounding the stairs. The noise when you drop something. A sudden noise, but undoubtedly leading to something much worse. The noise is...

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