I have exactly 33 stuffed animals in my room, including a terrifyingly long Furby. Thirty-three may be more than enough for one person, and there’s no particular reason for needing a long Furby,...

I joined Harker in fifth grade. One of my first memories of that frankly overwhelming year was a math lecture with my classmates: one not held in school by Harker faculty, but in a dingy room just outside...

Beads of sweat dot our brows as my grandmother and I labor over a pot of tabikh, a classic Egyptian stew made primarily from meat, tomatoes and a vegetable called bamia. I insisted on learning to make...

If you want quality Chinese food, avoid five-star Chinese restaurants. Having tasted both authentic and Americanized Chinese food, I can confidently say that you will almost always find the latter in highly-rated...

My fingers fly across the cello’s four strings, my mind focuses on maintaining the tempo as I sit in the soft black chair in my room. A music stand with black and white pages of notes stares back at...

The bright, shimmering sea sways back and forth as a soft breeze skims over the water’s surface. Streaks of white trail the small boats as they move like paint on a canvas. Overhead, the sun emits a...

I knew writers swore by writing in a café, but I didn’t believe in it for the longest time.  Last summer, I was trying to write a short story about “The Café of Stars,” a magical café that...