BASES BALL by Julia Garcia and Cody Calhooooooooooooooooooooon
This baseball season, Heritage players have hit a grand slam in performance. Ranked 105th in high school baseball in Washington, Heritage T-Wolves headed to Tacoma Saturday for state after a gruesome game against Skyview for the district title. They got 2nd in districts, and were awarded 6th in state.
Senior Dakota Clevidence was named player of the year for a .523 batting average in which he hit 5 homeruns—three in the same game. He was also chosen for 1st team all-league first baseman along with others on the team.
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“I feel accomplished and proud that my hard work paid off,” Dakota commented.
Senior Alex Smith was also chosen for 1st team all-league pitcher for his outstanding job as pitcher in which he “puts the light out” as said by another team mate. Senior Timmy Hergert was also chosen as 1st team short baseman.
“We’re like family. We’re closer than any other team I’ve been on,” Dakota comments. “The coaches trust in us to play, they let us play,” and trust that they will do the right thing. The coaches are not the only people to keep the players pumped and in control but also the ones on the bench. The players who stay in it even if they don’t play, who talk when others don’t. The benchwarmers brought the success too.
SECURITY BLANKET by Kristen Buehner
Lady Liberty turns her face as the buildings fall to dust
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The news stations play the same questions over and over and over.
They call all the people who have a drop of an opinion on the matter.
They crowd the faces of elected officials, law enforcement, innocent bystanders,
Anyone with an inkling of sense still rattling around their dust-filled brains behind their dust-filled eyes
And they draw half-answers out of them with a slow syringe, and distribute them through radio waves and TV broadcasts as security blankets, and they just keep talking
Because the silence of unanswered questions is too loud for them to bear. Read more
DAYBREAK by Julia Garcia
The doors open to the truck. I grab the lever in the bottom right to let me out of the backseat and step onto the gravel. The three of us walk along the path created by the footsteps of previous adventurers—Dom the leader, me in the middle, and Brandon as the caboose. We trek over one hill, through some bushes, over another hill and finally to our destination.
A permanent tent lies at the bottom of the hill covered with a blue tarp angled around a tree. Beer caps hammered in by previous campers snake up the tree, giving it flimsy coat of armor seven feet up its trunk. Memories—beautiful, yet destructive.
We wait for Amber and Nick to arrive. Brandon crosses the two-feet-deep water in search of a walking stick but finds broken glass bottles sitting under the water. With disgust all over his face, he reaches under the water to grab Read more
WRITE IT DOWN by Kristen Buehner
On the 13th of March, two AP Lit classes and two AP Lang classes wandered down to HHS’s library and sat down at the tables in the back corner, there to listen to their guest speaker from Seattle talk about her book. Her name was written on the board in Ms. Zadeh’s neat handwriting:
“Jacqueline Moulton, writer, artist, teacher.”
Jackie, as Ms. Zadeh called her, stood shorter than about three-quarters of the kids in the room. Her large red-rimmed glasses matched her lipstick. She paced back and forth as her royal blue skirt swirled beneath her, and presented her ideas about the fear that inevitably comes with the creative process. Her soliloquy came with genuine earnest and cat-lady humor. She spoke, unscripted and enthusiastically, about fear and creating and failure to an audience of slouching English kids, all mesmerized by this colorful and Miss-Frizz-from-the-Magic-School-Bus-but-with-tattoos-like-person.
Her book “The Day I Was Too Afraid to Jump Off the Highdive & Other Tales of Fear and Trepidation,” presents her numerous ideas about fear in a collection of poems, prose, and pictures. Fears of silly things, like cardboard tampons or stubbing a toe. Fears of big things, like loss, loneliness, unknowns of life. Read more
REACHING by Julia Garcia
Rain drizzles down the windows of the cars parked next to faded painted parking lines, muggy clouds hang lazily over. The doors to a large warehouse open with a gust of warm wind as if to escape into the cold drafty air. An overwhelming sound of children and parents comes with it, and fills the ears.
A commotion of different people becomes visible. A line leads to the register, five people deep, purchasing bracelets for their children to play in the trampoline area.
Trampolines line half of the warehouse separated by foam cover to prevent accidents or injuries. There are two areas separated by a black net—one for bouncing and tricks, another for dodgeball. A line forms to dunk a basketball while Read more
BE TRUE by Jeremy Hess
Nike Day started in 2003 with about 100 students.
Nike held the forum for LGBTQA youth (Lesbian Gay Bisexual Transgender Questioning and Allied) again this year at Nike headquarters in Beaverton on the April 25. Over 500 students attended—it’s expected to grow every year.
Over 500 kids from all around the area came together to celebrate the #betrue model. Students came from schools as far as Springfield, OR.
It was a major support group, and major party.
The day started with the check in were we got our own shirts that read #betrue, a celebration to their “Be True” rainbow sneakers. Read more