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This assignment is asking me to describe someone I love, geez, where do I begin. Her wide smile from left to right dimples  and pearly, glow-in-the-dark. white teeth. She can always turn a frown Short and petite, but the heart of a lion. She can sing like an angel, but run like a predator. Ah- well I have to make another love letter I’ll finish this later.
Ok so I’m obligated to write a love letter to my boy, uh here we go. One of the first people I met in this new school, and since I joined the team he’d always take the train together to and from school. He’s pushed me a lot (physically and mentally) and helped be become who I am now. I remember in a game as I was running I ran into him and although he’s twice the size as me he fell over like a little kid :). All love in the end, and I have immense respect for his attitude and positivity, something I will remember about him forever
-noah

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Dear Saskia,

I can’t wait to see you again. I miss watching Avatar and playing board games and writing song parodies. Almost every time I visited you, you were in the middle of painting your room a different color. You would never actually finish painting it, but I still enjoyed helping. Even when you painted my face blue. I hope that we end up in nearby colleges so that we can work on that bucket list of ours. I don’t think I’ll be able to finish it without you; you’ve always been more fearless. Perhaps if I hang around you enough, you will give me that trait through diffusion.

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My middle school gym teacher and coach John had a great impact on my life. He watched me grow up from first grade to eighth grade while I watched his beard grow. I referred to him as Johnny Test because of the TV show. No matter how many times I got in trouble or fooled around he would always be nice to me and help me understand that I had to stop. All of my friends would stay late after school to play basketball with him until our parents called us to go home. Last year we also all got invited to his wedding and it was great to see someone who we grew up with happily married.

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I love Elina, which is funny, because when we met we thought we would hate each other. Our mutual “friend”, who neither of us were very fond of, introduced us saying “I think you’ll get along” and that we did. We’re almost opposites at times, at least on the outside. She's a narcoleptic intro-extrovert who texts nobody, posts nothing, and just draws, sleeps, and eats. Even though we seem like complete opposites, I have never found someone funnier, more agreeable and picky as me. We agree on the right things and disagree just enough. We match shoes but not tops, and we cling to each other like baby koalas, literally. I will never stop loving Elina.

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My girlfriend for over a year now has helped me tremendously through the COVID outbreak. She gave me a reason to go outside besides meeting my friends and helped me to escape the monotony of each school day. Through the stress of studying for the SAT and so much more, she has been nothing but supportive even though she was dealing with her own problems. Often I notice that she might be holding something back because she doesn’t want to trouble me, and it’s like pulling teeth trying to get her to say what’s troubling her. Regardless, she is the best thing that has happened to me in a while.

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I used to think that I have superpower, everytime I fell asleep on a couch I would wake up on a bed in the morning. I thought I had teleportation power, but the power slowly faded away as I grew older. I always thought my power was passed down to me from my mother, she was like a superwoman, learning all things on Earth just for me.

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Hey, I want to thank you for coming into my life. It was a really emotional year for me, all  caused by you haha. I never thought much into you the first time we met. I thought you were just going to be a cool friend. You were just so different from other people. Inviting me to do this and that. I soon fell into your traps surrounding me. Things just didn’t work out, I’m grateful to have you as a friend though and I hope to continue to know more about you throughout our life :D.

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My dad shows his love in lessons, in service. My favorite memories of being little were the days hunched over the small glass table in our living room, surrounded by a tornado of cut up pieces of paper and glue. From when I was little, he taught me everything, how to do different art projects, and how things worked, from more complex things like cameras to menial things like making coffee. He taught me the love of building things, thinking out of the box, and making something new in an unconventional way. I would spend these afternoons by the glass table watching him in awe, seeing the messy combination of random supplies and shapes almost magically come together into something wondrous only imaginable in his own mind. He made me want to do something similar on my own, venturing out of my comfort zone in hopes of impressing both him and myself. As I got older, whenever I made something I was proud of, I would rush to show him, hoping he would find it as majestic as I, and I still to this day come to him with questions about small things, curious if he has any hidden wisdom to teach me. Looking back, I would not trade these days for anything, precious moments encapsulated in our own memories and minds.

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Hey guys,

I know you miss me, but wouldn’t be surprised if you didn’t. I’m just finishing up medical school and I’m going to stop by for a few days. Y’all would nag me all the time and that’s what I had thought, but now I really miss the worries and that little stress I had to deal with it. I miss the simple things like going fishing over the weekend with dad and watching shows with mom. The both of you would always say things like we’re doing this for your future and you sure did! I feel like we all worked hard and need some quality family time, we also need a break so see you soon!

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My mother is someone whom I love. Even though she may get on my nerves numerous times in a day, I know she is only doing it because she wants the best for me. She knows me better than I do, which is really weird because I feel like I know myself pretty well. Leaving her to go to college is probably one of the few negatives about leaving New york.

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My Brother

My brother, who I’ve lived with for the past 17 years of my life has shown nothing but compassion and love towards me. He was a very good role model, my best friend and someone who I could explain my problems too. During my younger years he understood when I needed to be alone and scorns me when I’m being overtly annoying or attention seeking. We fought a lot when we were younger, he always won, but now we don’t fight as much as we’ve matured. He’s going to college next year and I’ll miss him.

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10 Reasons I Love Being a Part of Tech's English Department

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10 Reasons I Love Being a Part of Tech's English Department

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10. We are passionate about our discipline.
9. We are fierce advocates for our kids.
8. We have built warm classroom communities across screens and tiles and six feet of distance.
7. We are candid with feedback and help each other think things through.
6. We work with students and families with flexibility and compassion in all the messy situations that arise.
5. We have innovated tirelessly in our classrooms in a year of teaching like no other.
4. We support and celebrate each other.
3. The library--OUR librarians--'nuf said.
2. Our individual voices rise and lilt and form a chorus of praise for the day.
1. We are creative and committed to our work, day in and day out.

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Me and Noah Sylvester have not always been the best of friends. There were times when he would say things that would irritate me so bad that I would consider him to be the one person on the team that I disliked. However, time had changed those feelings, and I now consider Noah to be a good friend of mine. In games, I was always there to block the other teams defenders that were looking to tackle him. One instance recently of our close friendship was when I almost ate a Popeyes chicken sandwich while I was fasting, after we took the SAT. We were talking about how we did, and suddenly, he asked me why I was buying it when I was fasting. I had completely forgotten I was not supposed to eat, but my close friend reminded me of what I was doing, and saved me from breaking my fast too early. These instances of having each other’s back is what makes me and Noah very close.

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Food poisoning. Utter heartbreak. Grief, despair, anguish. Cat pictures. Walks in the park, tofu cream cheese bagels, John's pizza. NYU, Columbia, the UN. Through all of it, he is there, helping me along.

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It is ironic that I put him here because originally I thought that I'd hate him for a long time. This was due to appointments he made to be the captain of the team, & what those people did to me. However, when I brought the issue up to him, he handled it very professionally and took action relating to the previous captain. Moving forward to now, he has become sort of like a fatherly/uncle-like figure after he decided to host these in-person practices after school with members from the boys and girls varsity teams. We do light training, & on Fridays we usually go and get to play volleyball, badminton, plus whatever else we bring the equipment to play. I have mended relations with the team, with the some of the people attending the practices (both guys and girls) becoming fairly close friends of mine in a short time (shared loneliness I guess LOL). He even played badminton with me one time, which was unusual for the sport he coached in, but nevertheless was very fun.

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You've just taken the SAT, you think you've failed. You assure yourself that you are going to be OK but you think that you are doomed. So you do the thing you know best. You run away with my like you always do. You forget everything after a night of sleep then move on to the next order of business. You waltz confidently into an interview and never get a call back. You once again ran away with self induced amnesia.