All Quiet on the Western Front

All Quiet on the Western Front
Horrors of war, Comradeship


“Life is either a daring adventure or nothing at all.” 

― Helen Keller

        Paul lies in a trench with the body of a lifeless French soldier beside him. He was killed by Paul’s hand for the first time, and the horror of a man's dead face haunts Paul. As Paul looks through the man's belongings, he finds a wallet, which has a picture of his  wife and kids. Paul knows that by killing this man he has also taken away a husband and a father. He realizes that the only thing that differentiates him and the French soldier he killed is the side of the war that they are on. This scene in the novel All Quiet on the Western Front describes the horror of war, and the comradeship that these men had. The horror of war tore down Paul mentally and physically, but comradery kept him alive.

Continue reading "All Quiet on the Western Front" »

All Quiet on the Western Front

The Power of Overcoming Challenges 


It's our challenges and obstacles that give us layers of depth and make us interesting. Are they fun when they happen? No. But they are what make us unique.

~Ellen DeGeneres

Challenges are everywhere, it’s just a matter of finding and conquering them. All Quiet on the Western Front has been challenging me to read and think more about the meaning of the book, and it has challenged me to identify the themes and how to use those themes to make sense of this long and captivating story. Reading the first six chapters of All Quiet on the Western Front challenged me to put myself in the shoes of the characters and pay more attention to the details. If you miss one part or one theme the story could be confusing. The unfamiliar warfare topics made me go and look at the themes and figure out what they meant, and at the end of these chapters, I knew that going through all of the challenges was worth it.


Continue reading "All Quiet on the Western Front" »

The Power of Diversity

Pitching With Diversity 
~Lyle Waldeck
An individual has not started living until he can rise above the narrow confines of his individualistic concerns to the broader concerns of all humanity.
~Martin Luther King Jr.

    Throughout my whole life, I’ve played baseball. Usually, I play shortstop or pitcher. While playing through little league you usually just throw fastballs and maybe a changeup once in a while. But as you get older playing pitcher you learn more pitches than just a fastball. You have to learn these new pitches to be able to make it harder for the batter to hit the ball, and to make it hard for the batter to know what pitch is coming.

Continue reading "The Power of Diversity" »

Top 5 Running Back prospects 2021 NFL Draft

My Top 5 RB prospects

-Lyle Waldeck

5. Trey Sermon-Ohio State

Although Sermon’s receiving skills are not very good he has the potential to be a great guy to hand the ball off to I’m red zone situations. One really big downside about Sermon is his speed. He has average speed and in today’s NFL you usually need to be pretty fast to be a top tier running back. At 6 foot 1 215 pounds I think that Sermon could be someone like Mark Ingram.

Continue reading "Top 5 Running Back prospects 2021 NFL Draft" »

The Art of Racing in the Rain

The Art of Racing in the Rain

Listening. Life lessons. Perseverance


The difference between a successful person and others is not a lack of strength, not a lack of knowledge, but rather a lack in will.
~Vince Lombardi

    Denny had been driving for hours in the cold slippery rain of Washington. He could’ve stopped, pulled over, and waited for the storm to stop, but him being a race car driver, he couldn’t let this one challenge stop him from getting home with Enzo. In The Art of Racing in the Rain, listening, perseverance, and life lessons are being taught and used throughout.

Continue reading "The Art of Racing in the Rain" »

My Journey at Fenn

My Journey at Fenn

By Lyle Waldeck


Fenn is the best thing that ever happened to me. As a little fourth-grader, coming to Fenn for the first time, I was scared. The upper schoolers looked like giants, the kids in my classes were new to me. I walked into the room of Mrs. Smith in the morning of September 9th, the room filled with desks. Next to me is Smitty’s room, where the two people I met at summer Fenn were. Timmy and Jp. From fourth grade to now, I have stayed friends with them, and so many others.

Continue reading "My Journey at Fenn" »