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Why I Love Writing

by Jayde Dieu ‘20

I have always had a passion for writing. From the moment my hands first felt a book to the first time my pencil touched paper, I knew that it would be essential to me. It is through writing that one can experience the past and determine the future. It is humanity’s greatest superpower.

As a young girl, I kept journals of my life as I experienced it. I still own diaries from my six-year-old self, and they are littered with stories of imaginary friends and sandbox antics. I have journals from my thirteen-year-old self as well, and not even a love expert could convince me that I was not in love with the boy whose name I no longer remember. The freedom I got from expressing myself is a feeling that I have only been able to experience through writing.

As I grew, however, I found that it became increasingly difficult for me to be completely honest when sharing aspects of my story through writing. Human beings naturally fear vulnerability. People often shy away from the idea of sharing their true and complete self with a reader. By writing, an author relinquishes the narrative of their being to the judgement of others, and this is quite possibly the most terrifying act imaginable.

I had to overcome the idea that my tribulations were mine alone. As a young adult, it is quite easy to feel lonely among your challenges even if you are not alone. Everyone carries the burden of their own story, but it is through vulnerability that we, as a society, can lighten each other’s load.

Although it will be difficult, I want to make a difference in this world, and I choose to arm myself with pen and paper.

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If a Salad Bowl Burns

Editor’s Note: 

This post is a personal essay written for Colette Weber’s  sophomore English class. From the assignment: “Philip Lopate in The Art of the Personal Essay sees the hallmark of the personal essay as its intimacy.  He says, ‘The writer seems to be speaking directly into you ear, confiding everything from gossip to wisdom.  Through sharing thoughts, memories, desires, complaints, and whimsies, the personal essayist sets up a relationship with the reader, a dialogue—a friendship, if you will, based on identification, understanding, testiness, and companionship.'”

by Eden ’17

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Nothing shames like packing. It asks you to sort through a montage of memories, in the form of all of your known possessions. A packer’s job becomes an appraiser’s job. Every artifact that makes up your home must be deemed worthy enough to bring along to the next. Else it will be thrown or given away. In the end, formless masses of cardboard envelop it all. There is no telling kitchenware from trophies until you undo the whole process. I am living through this behemoth of a job in the great chasm between middle and high school. Every childhood relic waits for me to discover it again. My great packing begins with the great unpacking of childhood. Continue reading

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