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Club Meeting February |
Semester 2 Begins
January 31, 2022 |
West Sound Tech
Presentation February 17 at 10:40 am Thursday Room 207 |
MID WINTER BREAK
February 21 to February 25 |
SEMESTER 2 AND THE ROAD AHEAD
As the semester comes to an end the big story continues to be the virus and its influence on us all. Today the surge appears crested but the effects persist. As attendance goes down the stress continues up.
Fortunately we are about to get a fresh start with the school year’s flip side. A new mix of classes combined with more daylight, warming temperatures and the coming Spring can raise anyone’s spirit.
According to Dylan these are things students around the school are looking forward to.
Fortunately we are about to get a fresh start with the school year’s flip side. A new mix of classes combined with more daylight, warming temperatures and the coming Spring can raise anyone’s spirit.
According to Dylan these are things students around the school are looking forward to.
Chris - Seeing Aria everyday
Bella - Hoping ceramics will be open Tim - Interested in their new classes Jack - Same as Timothy, as well as hanging with friends Mason - Looking forward to graduating Mark - Looking for snow and maybe some camping |
Aidan - Hanging with their friends Shauna - Being closer to the end of the year
Greg - Looking forward to teaching a new class Anonymous - Getting good grades Anonymous - Adding a new PE class Chris L - Looking forward to seeing my favorite teachers, and getting stuff done |
New Classes for Second Semester
Sports and Fitness – Francesco
Physics – Dominique
College/Career/Financial Exploration (CCFE) – Janelle
Ethnic Foods (Pre-requisite – Food Science) – Janelle
English Elective – 11/12 (Mindfulness) - Rebecca
Yearbook/Newspaper – John
Physics – Dominique
College/Career/Financial Exploration (CCFE) – Janelle
Ethnic Foods (Pre-requisite – Food Science) – Janelle
English Elective – 11/12 (Mindfulness) - Rebecca
Yearbook/Newspaper – John
Feedback from the Career Center Corner
West Sound Tech has put a hold on all tours for the time being due to high covid numbers. So instead of a field trip next month, we are changing it to a presentation by Nora Zollweg, here on February 17 at 10:30 am. The presentation is for juniors and sophomores who are considering the programs available at WST.
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NCAD, the Northwest College of Art and Design, sent former student and practicing artist Hyuk Chang to explain the unique role of a college where everyone who works there is also an Artist. He showed student work and major trends while sharing examples of student work in multiple art media. Students stayed afterward for critiques and suggestions on their specific portfolio work.
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This is the Digipen Campus in Redmond where
you can visit on weekends if you contact them. https://www.digipen.edu/ |
Digipen Comments
JAKE ~ It was funny, inspiring, cool It also made me wanna go.
KATIE ~ The presentation was good. It got me curious and wondering about the college/university as well as some projects they have done....so, overall, it was entertaining and engaging. BLAINE ~ The presentation was nice because he showed us a few videos to show what life was like on campus. The Digipen presenter was Alec Leibsohn who showed what it would be like to attend Digipen. One of his stats was Digipen has the highest return on investment of any college in the state of Washington |
NCAD FEEDBACK
TIMOTHY ~ I thought it was a star presentation, and it was well done. Even though I’m not going to be an artist it was still cool.
AUSTIN ~ Something I enjoyed about the art college presentation was that the presenter covered the financial assistance benefits and the layout of the school. |
This is inside the Nortwest College of Art and Design Campus in Tacoma where you can also visit on weekends if you contact them. https://ncad.edu/
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The Battlefield
By Clowey
The battlefield I speak of is not equipped with guns, coal, and steel, not filled with men
and women who conjure up the need for blood on their hands. I don’t speak of loud
raging hatred between the two sides which neither surrender the moral to the good or evil.
The battlefield I speak of is a battle some may fight everyday, A battle we fight on both
sides. A battle we never win, either way, just like me-- a part of us loses, no side is good or
evil-- they have the same values just different ways of viewing them. but lost in the oblivion of each
side’s own belief. The battlefield I speak of is a battle I have now fallen from, a battle I ask
the unbearable question, “ what if I were to die”?
Should you hear my body and soul, breaking, crying, dying for now I have fallen, would
you hear my soul cry, would you hear my body crash down within my bones. Watch me as I fall
through your fingers even though there are no cracks to slip from, would you hear my cries
across the battlefield where I have fallen
deep within. The battle has ended, both have fallen. Hear my tears fall and my body crack as the blood stains my skin as scars are left dragged across my body.
The battlefield that once I could not win is now a battle that I no longer have the desire to
fight for. Now the battlefield has gone quiet, thoughts have gone lost, tears have been shed. Now i’m lost between the lines of my own story that once spilt blood now stains my skin with scars that lay across my body as words and unwanted questions are asked as i write the answers deep within my past.
The battlefield has grown cold, the battle has died within my hands that I carry inside this
damaged broken body, tears and blood slips of the sins from the past now slips and slide
through your broken fingers. As the past now lies within the grounds of a new battlefield, a new
journey has grown to a new road that lays with unbelievable told stories but for most a new one.
Although the past may still stain me I will walk through this new journey to the war ahead and I
will wear my battle scars as armor and tell the story of the battle within and on me with pride to
the new journey and the war ahead that comes with a new story of a journey i’m needing to see
and hear and walk through with open eyes no matter the blood or cries or sins that may plenish
me but as I walk I will forgive but never shall I forget for the stories, the sin, the cry with tears
and blood within scars I shall never forget for the story and answers are within me.
I ask you to open your mind to the battlefield I speak of and then will you understand the
war I have to fight. To win the war you must fall within the battle,not every war is fought on a
battlefield but within the battle of your own mind. I welcome you to the battlefield to your own
mind were once you learn to fall you will learn that you can rise only to fight again, as you fight
you learn, you grow. This is the battle field I speak of.
and women who conjure up the need for blood on their hands. I don’t speak of loud
raging hatred between the two sides which neither surrender the moral to the good or evil.
The battlefield I speak of is a battle some may fight everyday, A battle we fight on both
sides. A battle we never win, either way, just like me-- a part of us loses, no side is good or
evil-- they have the same values just different ways of viewing them. but lost in the oblivion of each
side’s own belief. The battlefield I speak of is a battle I have now fallen from, a battle I ask
the unbearable question, “ what if I were to die”?
Should you hear my body and soul, breaking, crying, dying for now I have fallen, would
you hear my soul cry, would you hear my body crash down within my bones. Watch me as I fall
through your fingers even though there are no cracks to slip from, would you hear my cries
across the battlefield where I have fallen
deep within. The battle has ended, both have fallen. Hear my tears fall and my body crack as the blood stains my skin as scars are left dragged across my body.
The battlefield that once I could not win is now a battle that I no longer have the desire to
fight for. Now the battlefield has gone quiet, thoughts have gone lost, tears have been shed. Now i’m lost between the lines of my own story that once spilt blood now stains my skin with scars that lay across my body as words and unwanted questions are asked as i write the answers deep within my past.
The battlefield has grown cold, the battle has died within my hands that I carry inside this
damaged broken body, tears and blood slips of the sins from the past now slips and slide
through your broken fingers. As the past now lies within the grounds of a new battlefield, a new
journey has grown to a new road that lays with unbelievable told stories but for most a new one.
Although the past may still stain me I will walk through this new journey to the war ahead and I
will wear my battle scars as armor and tell the story of the battle within and on me with pride to
the new journey and the war ahead that comes with a new story of a journey i’m needing to see
and hear and walk through with open eyes no matter the blood or cries or sins that may plenish
me but as I walk I will forgive but never shall I forget for the stories, the sin, the cry with tears
and blood within scars I shall never forget for the story and answers are within me.
I ask you to open your mind to the battlefield I speak of and then will you understand the
war I have to fight. To win the war you must fall within the battle,not every war is fought on a
battlefield but within the battle of your own mind. I welcome you to the battlefield to your own
mind were once you learn to fall you will learn that you can rise only to fight again, as you fight
you learn, you grow. This is the battle field I speak of.
Blood supply in the area has dropped to critical levels. Interact is planning a potential drive in March. Our goal is to help get the “critical” blood level supply up in Washington.
By state law you have to be 16 or 17 with parent consent or 18 to donate. Hopefully we can get this done next month.
STORY BY Aidan
By state law you have to be 16 or 17 with parent consent or 18 to donate. Hopefully we can get this done next month.
STORY BY Aidan
These 3D printed models mostly represent sections of a house. They are complete with stairs, kitchens, doorways, and some even have some special decorations. Most are made by other students in John’s class and some are made by John himself. It’s made with an ONYX SERIES Markforged printer.
Story by Dylan |
Bobby is showing the floor plan model he printed out. Printing slices the model into multiple layers. The nylon filament reinforced with carbon then builds the house layer by layer by the thickness of a thread. The entire print process usually takes about eight hours.
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We Hope you are enjoying the sixth edition of Henderson GRAND PRESS, Volume 1. Next semester we start Volume 2.
Second semester will bring a new class and the opportunity for more people to contribute. Even if you aren’t in Yearbook/Newspaper we will continue Henderson Grand Press and remain eager to publish out of class submissions. We welcome original work from guest writers, artists, cartoonists, talent from all reaches of the Academies. My goal as advisor is to recognize and celebrate individuals for the unique work they are doing on this campus. If you have a story or an interest that could make it to our pages we would love your participation. We ask that any contributions go through our editorial board. We like to use first names only or initials in the actual publication but will need the full names of anyone written about or photographed. We have a practice of using first names to protect identity, especially on anything posted on line. Co-Editors include Abi, Dylan and Shawn Advisor is John in Room 116. Our website is WWW.HendersonGP.weebly.com |
You can scan the QR code above to quickly access our online version of the
Henderson GRAND PRESS |