The beginning of school brings up many things. Shopping, summer homework, fall drinks at Starbucks, etc. But there’s one small thing that makes me more upset than I could ever imagine.
Alarms.
Now,...
By Terina Papatu, Co-Editor-In-Chief
• September 7, 2023
Oh… we’re back. Hi, Hawks.
How are we all feeling? Stressed? Nervous? Tired? Yeah, me too. This summer was very hectic for me, but I won’t get into that. On the bright side, I had a few job interviews,...
Why hello there, Hawks! You may be noticing that I am not Irish or Eritrean. I have locked the past co-editor in chiefs in room 130 where they will be stuck forever.
No, I’m joking, don’t worry,...
Hey there Hawks, your co-editors-in-chief Cecilia Negash and Maggie O’Hara are writing to you live from the Hawkeye room, drowning in our empty monster cans, teary-eyed, because as of May 6, 2023, we...
Hey there Hawks, long time no see. Last time I sat down and wrote one of these was almost two months ago while working on our December issue. Then came the January hiatus, where Hawkeye chose not to publish...
Hello, Hawks! You may notice my name and picture don’t match the Cecilia Negash you’ve come to know and love that writes these LFEs every month. Believe it or not, there’s another co-editor-in-chief...
Hey there Hawks, we’re back with another letter from the editor. But you may notice that this letter isn’t actually being written by Cecilia or Maggie. No, this isn’t a hostage situation, or an...
Hey there Hawks, ‘tis November. The month for being thankful, and for being a colonist. Everyone had those assignments in elementary school relating to Thanksgiving somehow, from doing those weird hand...
Bonjour, Hawks. Halloween is upon us, also known as Hallow’s Eve. What better way to celebrate this ghoulish season than telling scary stories? Now, I’d rather not deal with copyright infringement,...
Freshman year. The beginning of a new saga. The time where you walk, stumble, trudge even into your new daily life for the next four years. All of a sudden you’re no longer surrounded by familiar faces...
Hello there, Hawks. Welcome back to your monthly letter from your co-editor-in-chief. You may notice that I am not the blind girl who, prior to me, would also come on here babbling about any nonsense that...
It was an ordinary September night, and the house was quiet. Through the thin wall separating my brother’s room from mine, I could hear his gentle snores as he slept, and outside, the occasional car...
