The Suffragette Weekly Reader

Welcome to the only free-press at Susan B. Anthony Middle School! Our newspaper has gotten into the hands of Principal C. Harrington, III before its available to students all too often. But our blog is protected by Amendment 146 of the city of Arizona's Technology and Science Foundation! You can't edit our blog! Welcome, bloggers and friends. Go Trailblazers! Lylice Martin, editor-in-chief

Saturday, September 10, 2011

Remembering.

I feel bad because I DON'T remember. All I have are the clippings that my dad saved for me to look at when I was old enough. Now, I'm old enough. I'm spending tonight reading editorial page from the Wall Street Journal from September 12, 2001. I can't figure this out. I can't understand it. It is too close to something from a movie. I can't imagine it because it is too, too bad. It's worse than any synonym for bad you could ever come up with. There is not a word created in the English language to describe it.

But so many things in the world are like that, though. Like the war Rwanda, Libya, Palestine and Israel and maybe even other things that I don't even know about. Bad things so bad that your brain can't accept it. Maybe if I was more than one year old when it happened, I would be able to remember something.

How about you? Do you remember? Pick up Suffrage Weekly's first issue tomorrow at school to read my editorial, "Welcome back to a Memory We May not even Remember."

Post post post me back and tell me what you think.

Love, Lylice

Monday, September 05, 2011

Stop Texting, Mom.



Well, grown-ups, here's a taste of your own medicine. STOP ALL THIS TEXTING! You're not listening to us kids anymore! Maybe that's what we thought we wanted -- to have more FREEDOM. But it's actually not because last night my mom was texting her friend during one of her fave radio shows on NPR. It's a good show and I was listening sort of on and off because I was in the middle of building a popsicle stick roof for my governor's mansion. The clincher is that on the show they were talking about how no one is really actually communicating with anyone when it's all through a small remote control type thing and not looking at someone else's FACE. And last night her face was all in her phone.






Listen, parents. Look at me when I talk to you. Answer me when I talk to you. And put that darn thing away already. All texting privileges revoked!

WTH?


Q: does ur mom or dad text more than u?

Q: if so do they tell u not to text so much?

Q: how do u feel about that?

A: YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSSSSSSS

A: YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS

A: injustice abounds!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


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