I recently learned that absurdity can be met with absurdity. Absurdity is, by its nature, irrational and therefore often meets...

First off, I want to thank the Boiling Point for offering me this opportunity to share my ideas. Now all of you are trapped...

As I have started high school the fear of the future has overcome me, introducing a type of peer pressure I did not expect: the...

Recently Shalhevet hosted the Glouberman tournament (congrats to the boys) and they needed a mascot. I,...

Aug. 29, my first day as a student at Shalhevet High School. My first day of an ongoing four-year journey. The feeling...

When we were children, all we could do was feel. We knew very little, so our beliefs were based mainly on intuition. We didn’t...

No one wants to admit the existence of sexual harassment. It's an uncomfortable phrase and society’s attitude thus far has been...

When we were children, all we could do was feel. We knew very little, so our beliefs were based mainly on intuition....

At the end of every August, I spend 10 days with my entire extended family on my mom’s side. We are around 40 people, each with...

That outfit is so gay!” “Stop being a fa**ot and let’s go.” “Don’t be so gay, just do it.” Phrases like these echoed around my skull during my dark days in the closet. Whenever I heard them, however I may have been feeling that day, they stripped me of my confidence, devalued me, and contributed to why I chose to suffer rather than reveal myself for who I truly was.

“What now?” I ask as I rub my eyes and check my phone to see the ever-so-common Shalhevet good morning greeting, “Special...

Wow. That was the word I and many of my fellow classmates during our freshman year would use to describe our first Town Hall. The topic was in no way memorable, the comments were average and a good portion of the room seemed to be lost in a different dimension.