Fairness 

Is a Prep School Fair

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Life isn’t fair - John Kennedy

In the world, there are hundreds of thousands of kids who have the opportunity to go to private schools, such as The Fenn School. There are also hundreds of thousands of kids who don’t. The main question in mind is, “Is it fair?”. 

    Regarding the diversity throughout private schools, I think it isn’t fair. It isn’t fair because public schools aren’t funded as well as private schools. Without these funds, public schools won’t have the chance to buy resources to advance the opportunities for kids that go to public schools. I truly believe that if these kids in public schools had the same resources as the kids that go to private schools, they would grow up to be just as successful if not more successful than them. While chatting with the head of DEI at The Fenn School, she talked about how the world is already diverse, and why the private schools shouldn’t  just be stuck in a non-diverse environment. 

  On this question, I do not particularly stand on any side, because there are reasons supporting both claims. On one hand that I think it isn’t fair is because schools need more racial diversity. With diversity, schools can learn to empathize with those who might not be coming from the same financial background as them. I also think that it isn’t fair because there is a lot of wasted talent in the world. If schools could offer more financial support to those in need, I believe that in time the world would be a better place. I am not just saying this just to say it either. There are many kids all over the world who have hidden talents and skills, but can't put them to the test at a good school. But just as there are reasons why it isn't fair, there are also some reasons why it is.

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WW Fenn Project

My One-Eyed Love

 

by Andrew Jefferson

I've fallen in love- I don't know why
I've fallen in love with a girl with one eye.

I knew from the start. It was plain to see 
That this wonderful girl had an eye out for me

She's charming and witty and jolly and jocular
Not what you'd expect from a girl who's monocular.

Of eyes - at the moment - she hasn't full quota
But that doesn't change things for me one iota.

It must be quite difficult if you're bereft.
If your left eye is gone and your right eye is left.

But she's made up her mind. She's made her decision.
She can see it quite clearly in 10/20 vision.

She'll not leave me waiting, not left in the lurch
If she looks slightly sideways she'll see me in church.

I'll marry my true love who's gentle and kind.
And thus prove to everyone that loves not quite blind.

 

I chose this poem because it was short, and funny. I'm glad that I got a chance to learn and recite this poem. This poem was pretty easy to memorize, and it is a poem that I will  remember for the rest of my life. I enjoy short funny poems like this one.




The Absolutely True Diary of a Part Time Indian

With Life comes Lessons

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"Darkness cannot drive out darkness; only light can do that.” - Martin Luther King Jr.
~DJ Winston-Johnson



Poverty doesn’t mean lost hope. In the book, The Absolutely True Diary of A Part Time Indian, by Sherman Alexie, I’ve learned a lot about poverty, friendship, and hope. In the future, I hope to carry these lessons on through the end of my life.

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Event that changed my life.

It was a cold November day. The tips of my fingers were freezing as we were warming up for the big rivalry football game, Fenn vs Fay. This was the most important game of the season. The game that decided which team got to bring the prized football. In my own mind, there was no way we were going to lose the game, as we had beat the opposing team earlier on in the season. But boy oh boy, I was wrong. Before I knew it, the whistle that indicated the start of the game blew. After kickoff, the game went along at a steady pace. But after about 5 minutes, the other team had started to march down the field and eventually score. The other team scoring first had brought our team confidence down by a whole lot. After a quick pep talk by Mr. Ward, we were out on offense. The first play was a jet sweep to Malcolm, and he got some positive yards. After a couple of plays, Ty called a counter play going to me. This was my chance to prove what I can do on and off the field. “Red! Set! Go!” The ball was snapped as I ran across the field, then sharply cut back. I saw the wide open gap. Nobody could stop me now. As I was about to break out for a run, a 6,4 200lb linebacker rushes towards me and snatches the ball straight out of my hands. He then proceeded the run off for a 35 yard touchdown. My courageous feelings swiftly turned into feelings of rage. I made a promise to myself, that next drive I would score. Once it was my turn to get the ball, I was ready. “Go!” I ran across the field to receive the 28 toss and headed down the field. This was it. No more mistakes. I was wrong again. BOOM! The defensive linemen cut through the gap and dove at my knees.Startled, I stepped back. While off my feet, the linebacker ran through the gap and in a swift motion grabbed the ball out of my hands. From then on a made a sincere promise to myself. A promise that I will carry out to the best of my ability. I was never going to fumble again.