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    February 16th, 2018


    Mission Statement
    South Lake High School
    welcomes all students to
    a small, supportive and
    structured educational
    setting where academic
    achievement is the celebrated
    outcome.

    Upcoming Events

    • Mid-Winter Break,
      2/19-2/23
    • Spring Break, 4/9-
      4/13
    • UW Ignite Trip, 5/1
    • WE Day, 5/3
    • SBA Testing, 5/14-
      5/18
    • Memorial Day, No
      School 5/28

    principal

    Principal Laura Davis Brown

    Seattle Public Schools
    Volume 9, Issue 2

    Every Student - Every Classroom - Every Day

    The Parent Involvement Policy and C-CIP are available for review in the main office


    Celebrating Black History Month

    quiltDuring the week of February 3rd, South Lake celebrated Black History month with guest speakers, presenters, and some of our very own South Lake talent. Jesus Zarate Duarte shared two of his poems from Writers in the Schools, a workshop taught through Mr. Sherman’s Language Arts class. Women from the quilters club presented their Black Lives Matter quit that was co -created by students in the Rainier BeachRoyal Family Publications presents Royal Prince High School Drama Community. And published author Royal Prince presented a reading from his novel High School Drama and answered questions about becoming a published author. Our very own Devin Harris entertained us with his beautiful rendition of J. Cole’s January 28th and students enjoyed delicious Southern style desserts. It was an amazing week filled with entertainment, history, and community. We were especially honored to have former South Lake principal, Mrs. Barbara Moore, sing Lift Every Voice and Sing at our opening day assembly. A big shout out to Mr. Sonny Byers, Ms. Damaris Pearson, Ms. Michelle Spenser, and Mr. Dion Schell for putting together the events. Watch for invitations to our Multicultural Night at the end of April.

    speakerOn January 18th, Mrs. Spenser, Ms. Pearson, and Ms. Talia took six students to visit Boeing. They broke into teams to solve a problem, such as travel to Mars and food production. The students were very engaged, worked with other young women from Nathan Hale High School, and heard stories from women in technology that inspired them for their future! In January, Mrs. Spenser took a former student to Olympia to speak on behalf of a new bill that would drastically support our teen parenting population. On Feb 5. Mrs. Spenser took Le’trell and Jahvanni to Renton for a WE DAY Leadership conference. They spent the day learning with other leaders how to plan impactful community service projects to make a huge difference in our world.


    Visit to Olympia and Boeing

    On January 18th, Mrs. Spenser, Ms. Pearson, and Ms. Talia took six students to visit Boeing. They broke into teams to solve a problem, such as travel to Mars and food production. The students were very engaged, worked with other young women from Nathan Hale High School, and heard stories from women in technology that inspired them for their future! In January, Mrs. Spenser took a former student to Olympia to speak on behalf of a new bill that would drastically support our teen parenting population. On Feb 5. Mrs. Spenser took Le’trell and Jahvanni to Renton for a WE DAY Leadership conference. They spent the day learning with other leaders how to plan impactful community service projects to make a huge difference in our world.




    Today my heart is broken

     

    Message from the Principal

    Dear families, guardians, and caregivers,
    I would like to give a heartfelt shout out to all of the students who put their time and effort in to the production of Today, My Heart Is a Broken Wing I Don’t Know Why. This collection of poems is just the tip of the iceberg when it comes to the talent and passion all of our stu-dents have. We are a small learning community filled with big hearts and powerful voices. Our students are en-gaged in their learning and are swim-ming in a sea of excellence.

    In appreciation,
    Laura Brown, Principal


     

    Field Trip to the UW Burke Museum

    On the day between semesters, Ms. Mich-ener and Mr. Chernicoff took students to the Burke Museum at the UW. They also visit-ed a geology lab at the Department of At-mospheric Sciences where they examined ice cores from the South Pole. Student Lucy Saucedo Campos stated the following, “We learned about how they stuffed animals and how old ice glaciers were. We learned about the climate zone.”


     

    photo of Popsicle bridgeEngineering Class Competition

    Mr. Chernicoff’s 5th period took part in a friendly competition to build the strongest bridge out of popsicle sticks. Ian Duro, Zach Jones, and Monte Ball won the com-petition. Their bridge was able to suspend 62 pounds. Congratulations, gentlemen, on building the strongest bridge!


     

    His Mother's Hopestudent

    by Jesus Zarate Duarte

    He is the hands of his father
    The tears of his mother
    The change of his mother's words
    They see a bad influence with baggy pants
    They judge him
    They see him as a darkness Walking through the light causing chaos
    All because of his blue flannel
    His shadowy combed hair

    In truth he just wants others to understand him
    He dresses his own way
    He does his hair as he likes
    But no one understands how he lived
    They don't understand his struggle

    All he truly wants is to see his mother smile
    He wants to see the sun
    That use to be there
    Til the dark marks were left on her
    He wants to make her proud even
    When others see him as chaos

    His smile is as bright as his mother’s used to be
    He wants her to have everything
    He walked through the darkness alone
    Came out with the light of hope

    He will show the work of his mother
    And the smile she use to have
    With the success bright as the sun


     

    photo of two shadowsShadows

    By Jesus Zarate Duarte

    What happens to those seen as bad
    To those seen as shadows
    What problems do they face
    What guilt do they have
    No one knows what’s behind that smile
    But they know how to judge
    They don’t let them speak
    They don’t even see them as a friend
    So why do they judge
    Why do they fear
    We are all the same isn’t that what
    everyone says
    That were all equal
    Then where is the equality
    Where are the houses for those of color
    Where is the freedom
    Where is the wings for the people
    Who are seen as shadows
    They forge a light
    But others are quick to stop it
    They fear that they would gain the same
    But why fear
    Why not live next to them
    Why not call them friend
    It seems as tho most are blind
    But what draws them to be judgemental
    If they aren’t perfect
    They aren’t god
    They shouldn’t fear
    They should be able to smile
    Not be scared of losing their lives
    Over money
    Lose their lives for drugs
    All they want is the same opportunity
    So what makes them different
    Not even i can say if i see them
    As I see myself they are people
    They do what they do
    Because of low money
    Not being able to raise their own child
    Not able to find the same peace others
    do
    Because of the judgemental way others
    are
    Because of fear from what they see on
    tv
    It’s like a dark room an them walking
    Through it
    What do they see besides darkness
    They don’t see the light
    Because of how they are treated

     


     

    The  life of this black girl 

    by Mia Barnett
    When you look at me you see a laughing black girl
    I am Black
    half Jamaican
    born in Seattle
    I mug all the time
    I am Black
    my laugh super loud
    I have braces you will see me smiling all the time
    I am Black
    My hair super brown
    people ask if i dye it
    I mug all the time
    I am Black
    5’7 or 5’8 taller than my friends
    I mug all the time sometimes I don’t even know
    I am Black
    I’m mugging
    I am Black
    I’m a happy person
    I am Black
    LOVE smiling
    I am Black
    love having fun
    I am Black
    a caring person
    you don’t got it just know i got you
    people see me as a bully
    I am Black
    I speak my mind at all times
    I am Black
    Caring and there for you
    when you have nobody else

     


     

    Water

    by Laura Diaz
    My heart is like a tall glass of water in a clear cup,
    it may look like a vase but it won’t hold any flowers.
    It may have no flavor but it’s still refreshing just to look at,
    it may be as plain as can be & yet you’d still want a taste.
    Aesthetically pleasing enough to capture a quick shot of because the sun is passing through creating a mini rainbow just for you.
    It’s the glass of water you pour at noon &
    forget by the time the sun sets waiting for you on your countertop next to your keys when you get home.
    It’s the glass of water you use to pick up mala vibras,
    the one you place under your bed because you’re so sure someone te hizo mal ojo while you were at that one party the night before.
    It’s the glass of water hungover you will be thankful for because you remembered to place on your bed stand the night before next to the bottle of pain pills you will eternally be grateful for.
    It’s the glass of water your mami tells you to toss out through the window or to water her plants with because after sitting around to long she’s so sure it probably picked up some-thing like dust or a dead lonesome fly.
    It’s the glass of water that travels through the rusty pipes being contaminated as it passes through &
    ends up back to the the dark endless ocean that’s so unexplored.
    The water in your glass comes back purified once again & back in another glass just to thrown out again.
    Time after time,
    a new story each time.
    The endless cycle that will never stop running no matter what

     


     

    Wrestler

    by Zachary Jones

    He is ready to rumble.
    He is feet ready to stumble.
    He is the body in a jumble.
    He is waiting for you to tumble.
    He has nothing to lose.
    He is late nights and early mornings.
    He is six minutes well spent.
    He is broken bones, bruised limbs
    And “Coach, can I see the trainer?”
    He is hard work and long hours.
    He is the top of all athletes.
    He is a fighter without fists.
    He is a man to the max.
    He is an ender of worlds.
    He is a bomb ready to explode.

     


     

    Shewe can do it

    by Sinit Gerbremedhin
    She is pure not perfect
    She is a genius that can’t solve a problem
    She is a powerful brown girl that can’t fight
    She is independent can’t stand her life
    She is strong girl who thinks she is weak
    She is the light of her life still she thinks life is dark
    She is a helpful person who feels helpless
    She is a beauty who hides it with makeup
    She is a lock who can’t find key

     


    90% and 80%
    Attendance
    Shout Outs to:

    1. Le’trell Paris
    2. Sinit Gebremedhin
    3. Alejandro Perez
    4. Paola Jaimes Mercado
    5. Mia Barnett
    6. Jahvanni Niko- Semo
    7. Jacinda Scott
    8. Tay’von Gamble
    9. Larry Pope
    10. A’Miyah Barquet
    11. Alexandra Kinsley Bailey
    12. Alvin Perez
    13. Devin Harris
    14. Jolinda Vivao

    Students enjoyed an Ice Cream Social for their continued efforts. We honor and celebrate their success.

    students


    Marcus is the name
    by Marcus Pressley

    Everyday he lives in pain
    trying to find the way.
    He comes from a place
    of struggle.
    Grandma
    Momma
    Sisters
    Cousins
    all in one home.
    Most of the time
    You don’t know
    If you going to eat at night.
    So you can never get
    no sleep.
    But you make sure
    ya sisters and cousins can
    eat and sleep.
    From a place where
    you make sure everyone is good
    around you.
    Most of the time
    you think of them before you.
    It’s never unfair because if they happy
    I’m happy.

    Student


    Multicultural Night
    We are in the planning stages of having a Multi-cultural Night at the end of April. If you are inter-ested, please contact Paige Wakamatsu at pywakamat-su@seattleschools.org or at 206-252-6623.

    hands grasped in a circle