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My Pokemon Collection Journey

By Jonathan Park It was January 18th, 2015. I was at Target, looking at all of the Beyblades and figurines in the toy section with my two brothers. Out of the corner of my eye, I spotted something reflective with…

The Bond

By: Vanaja Malathy          April and May always bring a lot of thrill, excitement, and anticipation of some magic to unfold. A month of summer holidays, a relief from the drudgery of completing the syllabus, examinations, paper corrections, and declaration…

WAR and THE PROPHET

By: Linda Springhorn Gunther As a senior in high school, at just sixteen years old, I wasn’t really excited about traditional learning anymore. Even after skipping grades, I was bored. The subject content seemed too repetitive for me which led…

Childhood Reminiscences of a Wild Child

By: Amrita Valan I was a rather shy reserved kid, a little contrary, little droll, piping up to voice rather eccentric observations. Quiet, but opinionated. And demonstrations of this facet of me were available on various occasions. Like the time…

My Baseball Card Collection

By Linda S. Gunther 1964. The Bronx. At 11 years old, I had a baseball card collection with over two hundred fifty trading cards I kept in an A&P grocery cardboard box under the bed. My cards were alphabetically organized…

My Poetic Journey Begins Now

By: April Mae Berza I started writing when I found out about the national hero of the Philippines crafting verses at an early age. That time, I told myself I will follow his footsteps. When I realized I could never…