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Supervising Editor
Bradley Siebert
Managing Editors
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Muffy Walter
The Angle is produced with the support of the Washburn University
English Department. All contributors must be students at Washburn
University. Prizewinners in each category were awarded a monetary
prize. Works published here remain the intellectual property of their
creators.
Weird is Relative
Haley Carlin. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 5
To Be the First
Sean Lavin. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 23
Creative Work
A Little Fish in a New Pond
Glorianna R. Noland . . . . . . . . . . . . . 81
Sweater Weather
Max Macheca. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 87
And Anger
Ethan Nelson . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 91
I Am Not Invisible
Christina Noland . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 93
Love Letters
Kelsie Quaney. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 99
Contributors . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 137
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A Breath of Solitude
Chloe Taylor
Category Winner
First Year Writing
As I sat on my bed for my third zoom class of the day for the fifth
day in a row, I heard my loneliness and depression pounding on the
door, screaming to be let inside. I tried my hardest to ignore them and
remind myself that I am wanted and loved, but after so long without
human touch, my door began to creep open, allowing the darkness in
a little at a time. I needed to escape; I needed some place to fight off
my demons. It is easier to fight in an open space than to fight from a
corner of a cramped room. The second my final class was over for that
day, I changed clothes and went on a hunt to find the famous Gover-
nor’s Mansion trails that I had been hearing about since I moved to
Topeka for college.
Eventually, I found my way to the trails. I started my journey
choosing the first path that led me into the woods. The trees were
marked with different colors so that you could follow the blue, red,
black, or yellow trail, but I did not know how to follow the directions.
So while I was lost on the trails for two hours that day, I reconnected
with nature in a way that brought me clarity and understanding on
what I needed to do in my life to put up the strongest fight against the
demons knocking on my door.
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The weather was gorgeous; the wind was a cool breeze with the
sun shining through the trees and heating streaks of the air and spots
of the ground that warmed me as I wandered through the shadowed
trails. As I hiked, I paid close attention to my senses. Every inhale was
crisp, almost making my lungs sting from the freshness of the air. I had
been stuck inside for so long only breathing humid, musky air that this
new concoction of air was being sucked in with greedy, welcoming
power by my lungs. I felt the pounding of my heart and the burning
sensation in my legs as I ascended many hills after months of rarely
leaving my bedroom. I observed with awe at the many colors among
the woods. The trees were gorgeous hues of red, orange, yellow, and
green. There were places so high that you could look out over valleys
of trees and wildlife. I listened to the pitter-patter of squirrels, rabbits,
and other quick-scampering wildlife as they darted across the paths
made by human travelers and into the safety of the underbrush. I
listened to the songs of birds as they called out to each other. Nature
was breathtaking. Out there, though I was physically more alone than
inside my college house where I lived with five roommates, I felt less
alone than I had in months. I had not felt so connected with some-
thing in ages. Though I was not receiving the human touch that I was
craving, it was as if nature was enveloping me in a promising, hopeful
hug. My gratefulness for life was returning with each step.
I noticed how appreciative I was to be alive when I was in nature.
I had been taking life for granted and going through the motions
without stopping to breathe and appreciate the life that I have. I began
going out into nature as much as I could after that experience. I sat on
my porch for my zoom classes and watched the squirrels scamper up,
down, and across the trees; I hung my hammock and ate breakfast
before my crazy day began so that I could have some peace and time
to breathe before my day got hectic; I went to the trails as often as I
could; I looked up at the sky and breathed in the vastness of the sky
and stars; I stared in amazement at the sunsets. I began taking time to
myself that was much needed and appreciating the beauty of nature.
That day that I decided to go on a hike changed my life. I began living
in the moment rather than merely living passively and waiting for the
day life would return to “normal.” I made my new normal and found
the happiest me that I have ever known. Out there in nature, I was
untouchable; my darkness could not find me in the vast openness, yet
I was able to find myself.
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Weird Is Relative
Haley Carlin
friend to help another friend wash his back. Full families would go to
sento together and it meant something a little different for people of
all ages. Parents and grandparents treat it as a sauna, they wash and
sit and talk with other adults. The kids, however, treat it like another
day at the public swimming pool. At first, I thought the idea of public
bathing was strange, but after looking at it with cultural context, I was
able to see that sento is kind of awesome.
The other articles also addressed well-known companies such
as Disney and Walmart. Disney parks have been very successful all
over the world, including their location in Hong Kong. Disney was
especially careful when planning this park location. They hired a feng
shui specialist to help design the curves in the sidewalk and all of the
paths to make sure that the energy was flowing in a positive direction.
They also had the opening on a day that was considered lucky in their
culture. The designers of the park understood that not every culture
is the same, therefore not every park should be the same. Walmart
discovered this principle the hard way. Walmart tried to succeed in
Germany for years and was unsuccessful. The German shoppers were
not fond of the smiles and warm greetings every time you enter or
leave a store. That is just not how they do things in Germany. Ikea is
another store with major cultural differences. Here, you would go in,
shop, maybe get food in the designated area and leave. In some Asian
cultures, one might go in and take a nap on a bed or read in a chair
for hours before leaving without having purchased anything. Though
these articles were interesting, my favorite of the activities was the
animal noise activity.
At first, I was confused about why Dr. Park was asking students
to make cow and pig noises. After he made his noises, I understood.
If you put a pig from America next to a pig from South Korea, they
would make the same noise. The people are what makes the sounds
different. Over the years Americans have decided that pigs oink and
cows moo. The cow noise is more accurate than the pig one I will
admit. Dr. Park’s sound was not wrong, and neither was ours. It is
just a matter of our cultural differences. This makes me curious as to
what other countries use for their animal noises. I guess the global
aspect could be that none of our onomatopoeias are accurate to the
sound of the animal. All of the discussions and activities were helpful
in understanding the global culture.
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Maybe if the kids I met from Minnesota took Dr. Park’s SO100
(Introduction to Sociology) they would have known not to insult our
combination of cinnamon rolls and chili. Whether something is weird
or normal should be determined by thinking of it as relative to that
culture not to our own culture. So cinnamon rolls and chili may be
abnormal in the culture of Minnesota, but if you step into Kansan
culture, it is a standard meal for many. I was able to see that not only
do we have cultures in our nations and regions but also across the
globe. I was astonished that the cultural similarities around the world
are more than the differences. Maybe if more people came to this real-
ization our world would be a more inclusive environment and we
could better avoid ethnocentrism. My own experience showed me
that this idea does not only exist between foreign groups, but it is also
present even within our borders. Those Minnesota residents had this
idea that they were superior to the weird Kansas kids that eat cinna-
mon rolls with our chili. This unit taught me valuable lessons about
accepting every aspect of a person’s culture, moving tentacles and all.
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Category Winner
Arts and Humanities
RPG that helps control players’ anger issues and increase empathy
and happiness, all while promoting fun and cooperative interaction
(Gilsdorf, 2019, para. 25). Adam Davis, co-founder of Game to Grow,
mentioned how returning the therapy of traditional storytelling is
an “accessible and ensorcelling way to get human connection, where
we can work towards a common goal” (Gilsdorf, 2019, para. 26). If a
role-playing game could help an autistic mind reach new concepts,
one could imagine how such a game could impact learning in public
institutions.
Additionally, the inclusivity of such RPGs produces an environ-
ment that is free of racism or persecution. The New York Times article
provides a voice for all people of color, geek culture and queers alike.
Tanya DePass, founder and director of a Chicago-based nonprofit
called I Need Diverse Games, is an African American woman who
was shocked upon realizing that someone of her likeness could exist
in a fantasy game (Gilsdorf, 2019, para. 16). That said, not every D&D
world is perfect and there can be other players that can question why
someone has brown skin, odd colored hair, or strange behavior. But
Dungeons and Dragons provides just enough disconnect from reality
that racial comments are not seen in the same context as they are in
real life. Instead, the RPG gives players the courage to give stand up
for themselves with such remarks as “I have a flaming sword and I
have a talking wolf. Why do you have an issue?” (Gilsdorf, 2019, para.
27).
Similarly, Jeremy Crawford, the lead rules designer for Dungeons
and Dragons and a homosexual man, wanted to remind humanity
how diverse it is and “that it’s also true in these fantasy worlds” (Gils-
dorf, 2019, para. 15). The comfortable space that RPG games like D&D
give the average player is strong enough to stabilize the impact of
conventional attacks on race and personality create. Self-confidence
gained throughout these alternate reality adventures can help combat
the self-loathing some can feel after being persecuted by others over
differences.
However, the power of a game, especially one created to aid mental
development, has never been something Dungeons and Dragons is
known for. On the contrary, D&D is still believed to influence negative
emotions and behaviors, such as personality disorders, major depres-
sion, and substance abuse (Ben-Ezra et al., 2018, p. 215). An academic
paper published in Psychiatric Quarterly addressed how social workers
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References
Ben-Ezra, M., Lis, E., Blachnio, A., Ring, L., Lavenda, O., &
Mahat-Shamir, M. (2018). Social Workers’ Perceptions of the
Association Between Role Playing Games and Psychopathology.
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& Dragons Is Resurgent. The New York Times. Retrieved from
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dragons.html
Laycock, J. (2015). Dangerous Games: What the Moral Panic Over
Role-Playing Games Says About Play, Religion, and Imagined World.
University of California Press.
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minority of schools making huge profits from the NIL (Name, Image,
Likeness) of their athletes.
All of these extremely profitable schools are division 1 where
only elite athletes participate in their sports programs. For division 1
athletes there are multiple incentives to attend these schools. For one,
they get to compete against the best athletes below the professional
level, and two, this also gives them the best opportunity at eventually
becoming a professional player themselves. For most kids coming
out of high school these are the goals many of them wish to attain.
These schools understand that division 1 in and of itself is a huge deal
to these athletes and they also realize that in order to get the “best”
athletes they have to separate themselves further with the incentives
they provide.
It is believed that allowing money to be used as a way for schools
to incentivize student athletes would be an advantage that could
shift the power of certain schools based on their money and not play
(Thomas, 2011). The points made by Thomas, 2011, and Mitchell and
Edelman, 2013 were both valid points that should be addressed when
considering this issue, but I do not think they are substantial enough
to end the conversation in the favor of those opposing that athletes
should be paid.
The athletes on full scholarships are generally the ones spoken
about in this conversation. The biggest argument I have found as to
why they should not be paid is based on the fact that they get to attend
school for free and graduate without debt. Looking back at the fact
that many schools are not profitable from their sports programs I can
agree that these scholarships are a compensation for many student
athletes. However, what about the student athlete whose jersey and
pictures are being sold and profited from at a school like Alabama?
Is it fair that his school can profit from his athletic ability, but he can’t
profit from his own signature? The NCAA was founded way back
in 1906 (Weathersby, 2016), I doubt there was any indication that the
landscape of college sports would look like this today. Who knew that
some colleges coaches would be millionaires because of the football
teams they coach?
There is no way that the initial language used when deciding
how student athletes should be treated was made considering what
the times of today would entail. Today college athletes are household
names, and many are cash cows for their schools. In an article titled
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the majority of student athletes, scholarships are fair because they are
being given to athletes that are not being exploited, however for a
player like Johnny Manziel, the amount of compensation should be
much more than the other kid on the team who nobody has heard of.
References
To Be the First
Sean Lavin
create a balance between both logos and ethos. This also potentially
evokes emotion within the audience as they step back to a time in
which inequality was widely accepted, thus representing pathos.
Authority mixed with emotion exists side-by-side in the portrait
of a woman by the name of Sherian Grace Cadoria. At the time this
photo was taken, she was the first African American woman to reach
the rank of Brigadier General in the United States armed forces. She
was also one of only four female Army Generals (Wall text for the
photograph of Sherian Grace Cadoria, 1989). While viewing the
portrait, one might realize that she is a high-ranking officer in the
military because of the single star upon her shoulder. She wears her
dress uniform, a white, collared shirt underneath a long-sleeved coat
that is wrapped around her figure, clasped together by four buttons.
Upon closer analysis some may notice that there is nary a crease to
be had, possibly inferring that she took her position quite seriously.
Completing the attire, Cadoria wears a hat with an emblem centered
on the front, appearing to be an eagle carrying items within its talons.
The rest of her uniform is decorated with medals, ribbons, and other
accolades in effort to help convey her accomplishments. Overall,
logical appeal resides in the authority portrayed by her uniform and
her long-standing service within the military.
Just as important as Cadoria’s appearance is the existence of a
memorial wall behind her, carrying the names of fallen soldiers. Taking
into consideration that her biography mentions that she served in the
Vietnam War, one can assume that the wall is part of the Vietnam War
Memorial (Wall text for photograph of Sherian Grace Cadoria, 1989).
Ethos and Kairos can be interpreted here because she can be seen to
portray a walking reminder of the memorial wall. Furthermore, her
shadow is cast upon the wall as clearly as a mirror, possibly a shadow
of her former self. This showcases that there may be some self-reflec-
tion about how far she has come and that she could not have made it
by herself. Cadoria’s posture seems to display a relaxed frame of mind
as her arms are loosely held at her lower back. Similarly, her peaceful
facial expression seems to convey a sense of pride and determination.
This emotional appeal may allow some to feel inspiration or a sense of
security while studying her face.
Overall, the reintroduction of the “I Dream a World: Portraits of
Black Women Who Changed America” exhibit to Washburn’s campus
provides today’s younger generation an opportunity to sculpt their
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References
The room was dim enough to see the faint wisps that long since
burned from a dying cigarette in an ashtray nearby. The home was
not my own, but familiar faces filled my view—two of my siblings
seemed to be pushing through the musty trenches with me. A third
face, however, was not as familiar. My siblings and I were at the home
of a fellow classmate who fervently demanded tutoring in her least
favorite subject: math.
The pen ground against the paper as my classmate frantically
scribbled down formulas, muttering to herself about how difficult
life was and that she would never be able to pass with the grade she
wanted. She was fifteen years my senior, a non-traditional student
that bellowed about how confused she was during every class period.
“The way the question is written will determine which formula
you use,” I had told her, tracing my fingers between key words and
the associated plans of action on the crumpled sheets of paper our
professor had handed out earlier that morning. “You don’t have to
memorize the formula sheet since it’s being provided to us, but you
do need to memorize which words represent the required solution.”
“Why don’t you ever talk this much when we’re in class together?”
My classmate passively commented with an almost disappointed
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sigh, “I don’t know if it’s the homeschooled side of you, but you’re
always so afraid to talk all the time.”
Her passive words stunned me. My upbringing had yet surfaced
under a negative light. In fact, my classmate often gushed over how I
was raised. “General common sense” is what she would say—some-
thing that I had in spades and that she wanted her children to learn.
Yet, in the dingy light of a kitchen that grew unsettlingly silent, I won-
dered how true her words were. Antisocial tendencies are a common
stigma of the homeschooling community—a stigma that seeps into
other underlying factors, such as morality or education. However,
how does homeschooled equate to displays of social behavior or lack
thereof?
This criticism stems from the idea that children isolated from a
larger society later develop inhibited social skills. Some may argue
that this is the goal of homeschooling parents—to keep their offspring
from becoming influenced by the outside world (Medlin, 2011, p. 107).
In 1995, a survey of public school superintendents found that “92%
believed home-schooled children do not receive adequate social-
ization experiences” (Medlin, 2011, p. 109). However, an article by
Richard Medlin (2011) published in the Peabody Journal of Education
reveals how homeschooling parents argue the negative possibilities
of both this mindset and the harsh reality of the public education
system—that the environment can “stifle children’s individuality and
harm their self-esteem” (p. 109).
Often, parents electing to homeschool their children have multi-
ple reasons for electing a homeschooled approach. In a 2010 analysis
published by the Wiedner Law Review, the National Center for Educa-
tion Statistics cited that environmental concern, dissatisfaction with
teaching, and other religious-based issues are the highest-ranking
grievances that led parents to homeschool (Dumas et al., 2010, p. 70).
However, parental figures or guardians are aware of the additional
effort that “may be required to give their children certain kinds of
social experiences” (Medlin, 2011, p. 110). An article written by Jill
Weiner for the The New York Times mentions that demand for programs
at museums across the country has risen due to the number of homes-
chooling families that turn to these establishments for extracurricular
activities (Weiner, 2012). If parents are willing to seek out and provide
social opportunities for their offspring, then what is the issue?
This question not only lies within the inherent—arguably uned-
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References
Traditional Change
Since Cindy Wilson shared her leadership experiences through-
out her career, it is easy to spot aspects of Kotter’s change process. In
his article, Kotter explained downfalls that companies and organiza-
tions make during a period of transformation. Kotter’s steps include
creating a sense of urgency, forming a power coalition, establishing
and communicating a vision, empowering others to act on the vision,
creating short-term wins, consolidating new improvements, and insti-
tutionalizing new approaches (Kotter, 2007). According to Kotter, if a
leader were able to avoid common errors and follow these guidelines
not only would they be able to create positive, lasting change, but
improve their own skills as well.
In terms of Wilson’s experience with change, several of Kotter’s
guidelines can be seen. The most visible of which is establishing
and communicating an overall vision. During the KCPL and Westar
merger, Wilson emphasized the level of importance communication
played throughout the entire process. From the first announcements
of selling, and then merging, to finishing the final details, Wilson
communicated consistently with her teammates and employees. She
managed to hold on open door policy, where other employees could
come speak to her about any questions or concerns. Sometimes, they
just needed to feel like they were heard, that they were not alone in
their fears.
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Adaptive Leadership
When considering different aspects of leadership, chaos is usually
something that strays far from the mind. However, in a theory from
Tetenbaum and Laurence, chaos is viewed as an essential tool for a
leader to command. In their article “Leading in the Chaos of the 21st
Century,” the authors say that disrupting the normalcy of day to day
life by increasing organized chaos will give the leader and their orga-
nization a higher chance to make lasting changes. With that increase,
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ignoring them will only cause damage in the long run. Wilson has
already done an excellent job focusing on ethics, more specifically
integrity, in the workplace. From monitoring the integrity hotline at
her company to recognizing her own ethical code, Wilson is pushing
Evergy to constantly become better and demonstrate proper business
ethics in their field.
The second recommendation, further develop a sense of commu-
nity in the workplace, comes from the examples provided by Wilson.
There is no doubt that Wilson has already provided a community for
the rest of the employees; she mentioned in her discussion that she
frequently got to know all of her employees, taking time to visit them
at their desks among other things. However, there are other items that
can be easily done to strengthen this relationship. By celebrating small
wins or victories or doing something out of ordinary, like personal
recognitions, Wilson could drastically improve the working environ-
ment.
Overall, I am very grateful to learn about Cindy Wilson’s leader-
ship experiences. Over her time at Evergy, Wilson has been involved
in many tough challenges and changes all while continuing to be a
leader in her field. Her experiences, and responses, have been inspira-
tional and informative, giving myself and other students a view into
what leadership looks like through change. I hope that she continues
to make a positive impact, both inside her company and out.
References
Category Winner
Natural and Social Sciences
Method
Participants
A total of 24 participants, 10 male and 14 females, were used in
this study. All were students from a mid-western university. Twen-
ty-two were recruited from introductory level Psychology classes,
who received credit towards their research participation assignment.
The other two students were recruited by word of mouth and received
no compensation, but just participated out of interest in the study.
The participants ranged from Freshmen to Graduate students, aged
18-28 years with a mean age of 19.92 years old who came from various
majors, with no clear majority being from a single major. Eighty-three
percent of the participants were native English speakers, with nine-
ty-one percent of participants having English as their primary lan-
guage. Participants experienced all conditions of the study.
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Materials
Metaphors. Familiarity of the metaphors was operationally
defined as either familiar or unfamiliar metaphors. This two-level
categorization was developed during a study by Katz et al. in 1988.
Katz et al. asked 634 raters to rate familiarity/frequency of the ideas
expressed in 464 different metaphoric sentences using a 7-point scale
where 1 was the lowest rating of felt familiarity and 7 was the highest
rating of felt familiarity. Katz found the metaphors had a mean rating
of 3.3. The researchers used a random selection of 20 metaphoric sen-
tences from Katz. The sentences were categorized as low frequency
metaphors with a felt familiarity score ranging from 2.2-3.33 with
a mean of 3.03. The ten sentences were further broken down by the
researchers into five low frequency metaphors in single sentences
(LFMS) and five low frequency metaphors in poetic context (LFMC).
The five LFMS had a felt familiarity score range from 2.7-3.33 with a
mean score of 3.06. The five LFMC had a felt familiarity score range
from 2.2-3.30 with a mean score of 3.00. The other ten sentences were
categorized as high frequency metaphors with a felt familiarity score
ranging from 4.33-5.93 with a mean of 4.84. The ten sentences were
further broken down by the researchers into five high frequency
metaphors in single sentences (HFMS) and five high frequency meta-
phors in poetic context (HFMC). The five HFMS had a felt familiarity
score range from 4.73-5.93 with a mean score of 5.02. The five HFMC
had a felt familiarity score range from 4.33-4.83 with a mean score
of 4.65. Because Katz et al. only used metaphors in single sentences,
the researchers found the context for the ten metaphors we catego-
rized as in poetic context in their original poems by authors William
Shakespeare, Lord Byron, T.S. Eliot, Dylan Thomas, Thomas Hardy,
William Blake, Wilfred Owen, and Valerie Bloom. The remaining ten
statements used were literal sentences (LS) the researchers found
using an online random sentence generator.
Reaction Time. Reaction time was operationally defined as the
time measured in seconds it takes for the participant to respond to
the reading. A basis for reaction time speed was provided by Dam-
erall and Kellogg (2016). Time was measured from the time between
when the researcher finished reading the stimuli and the participant
verbally indicated they understood the reading, ranging from zero to
fifteen seconds. Faster reaction times (1-5 seconds) indicated faster
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Results
There was a difference of average reaction times for the different
metaphor stimuli groups, as shown in Figure 1. To test our hypothesis
of the effect of familiarity and context on reaction time, an analysis of
variance was conducted to reveal that there was a significant effect,
Pillai’s trace = .541, F = 5.29, df = (4,18), p = .005, ηp2 = .541. To identify
where the significance was, pairwise comparisons were evaluated to
show that there was a statistically significant difference in reaction
time between low frequency metaphors in context (M = 4.51, SD
= 2.89) compared to high frequency metaphors in context (M = 3.04,
SD = 2.28) and literal sentences (M = 2.67, SD = 1.49). The average
reaction time for literal sentences (M = 2.67 seconds, SD = 1.49) was
significantly faster than the average reaction time for all metaphors
(M = 4.78 seconds, SD = 4.42), t(21) = -5.52, p <.001 as shown in Figure 2.
A chi-square goodness of fit test was performed to examine our
hypothesis of the relation of metaphor familiarity and context with
comprehension. Participants’ comprehension scores were significantly
different than expected for low frequency metaphors in context Χ2 (4,
N = 24) = 11.00, p = .027 and for literal sentences X2 (4, N = 22) = 28.909,
p < .001. Specifically, as shown in Figure 3, particularly low and par-
ticularly high scores occurred less frequently than expected for low
frequency metaphors in context, while just below average scores
occurred more frequently than expected for low frequency metaphors
in context. As shown in Figure 4, low comprehension scores occurred
less frequently than expected for literal sentences and very high com-
prehension scores occurred much more frequently than expected for
literal sentences.
To test our hypothesis to see if there was a correlation between
metaphor reaction time and percent of metaphors answered correctly,
we conducted a Pearson Correlation test. No significant correlation
between metaphor reaction time and percent of metaphors answered
correctly was found for any category of context or frequency rs ≤ .110,
ps ≥ .609, offering no evidence to support the idea that processing
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Discussion
To examine the effect of context on the comprehension of met-
aphors, participants were given metaphors with context, without
context, and a control group of literal statements. The reaction time
for participants to report understanding of meaning was recorded,
as well as a (Yes/No) code for comprehension. The researchers also
hypothesized that metaphors with higher levels of familiarity would
lead to faster reaction times and more metaphor meanings correct than
metaphors that are less familiar. Based on the results obtained from
preliminary analyses, mean reaction times indicated that metaphors
in context took less time to comprehend than metaphors without
context. It also showed that literal statements had a faster reaction
time than any of the metaphor stimuli. This supports the hypothesis
that when metaphors are presented, the presence of context assists
with comprehension reaction time. Compared to the control group of
literal statements, metaphor stimuli had overall longer reaction times
than literal statements. There was no significant correlation between
metaphor reaction time and correct comprehension of metaphors,
suggesting that processing speed has little to do with accurate meta-
phor comprehension.
Based on theoretical frameworks, our results expand on how
context is correlated with reaction speed. Many frameworks propose
that the presence of context is correlated with higher levels of accurate
comprehension, but our analyses found that accuracy is not related to
context (Lerche, Christmann, & Voss, 2018). Our results indicate that
having context present with metaphors leads to faster reaction times,
which is an extension on currently existing research.
A limitation of this study is the small sample of participants used.
The participants were all obtained from the same population at Wash-
burn University, which may introduce some confounding variables
including regional similarities, lack of account of age differences, or
others. For example, there may be variation in how different regions
of the country, or the world are taught to interpret metaphors, which
would have impact on the results found. There may also be errors
because the experiment was run using human judgement, with
manual stopwatch timing and manual written coding. The research-
ers attempted to use the E-prime software to account for these pos-
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Appendix
References
As a therapy client for the past twenty months, the topic of finding
motivation to complete the numerous homework assignments given to
me by my therapists has deep personal relevance to me. I was curious
whether such motivation or lack thereof reflected my capabilities and
characteristics as a client, or whether it was influenced by my thera-
peutic relationships. Of the two therapists I have been with, the first
worked with me to address my clinical depression and issues with
anxiety; the second therapist, whom I still work with at the time of
this paper, works with me to manage my symptoms of obsessive-com-
pulsive disorder. Both psychotherapists have given me suggested
between-session assignments. Examples for treating depression
and anxiety included thought diaries, Socratic question worksheets,
reading a self-esteem workbook, and tracking daily moods over time.
Examples of homework for treating obsessive-compulsive disorder
has included using social media and listening to certain songs to
expose my mind to my obsessive thoughts, writing down and making
audio recordings to trigger my core fear, and setting reminders on my
phone to either do exposures or to resist compulsions.
With my first therapist, my compliance to suggested assignments
was middling to low: in the thirteen months I saw this therapist, I
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kept a thought diary for only the first two-and-a-half months, and I
never read the self-esteem workbook. I did, however, track my moods
daily. With my second therapist, on the other hand, I have noticed
fairly high adherence to the suggested homework: I have followed
through with all of the aforementioned OCD treatment assignments
and created new ones personalized to myself as well. As a result,
this paper will explore the phenomenon of what social psychologi-
cal factors in the therapist-client relationship could impact a client’s
adherence to and completion of a therapist’s homework suggestions.
This paper will research how cognitive-behavioral homework com-
pletion or incompletion (B) is a product or function (f), of a therapy
client (P) and their interaction and alliance with their psychotherapist
(E), where B is behavior, f is a function, P is a person, and E is that
person’s environment.
Standpoint Statement
In working with this paper’s topic, I come from several stand-
points that influence my approach. A primary standpoint is my
personal experiences, as mentioned earlier, with two cognitive-behav-
ioral therapists. Working with two therapists for twenty months has
significantly affected my interest in the phenomenon studied in this
paper and it also introduces bias towards the subject because I come
from a client’s point-of-view. This perspective means that I could have
a subjective understanding of the therapeutic alliance.
A second standpoint that affects my approach to this social psy-
chological phenomenon is my level of expertise. As an undergraduate
psychology major, I have taken two courses, Abnormal Psychology
and Social Psychology, that heavily influence my expertise. The
former course lent insight into the topics of the biopsychosocial
model for and treatment of mental health conditions; the latter course
studied human behavior in terms of the presence of real or imagined
others. In addition, I volunteer as a Crisis Counselor for the Crisis Text
Line, which gives me a standpoint on how people, especially those in
mental health crises, react and interact with those attempting to assist
them.
A third area of subjective standpoints from me come in personal
beliefs and identities. The idea that people are inherently valuable
has influenced my beliefs. It biases me to look at the benevolent
side of people rather than objectively understanding their behaviors
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Research Relevance
In this section of the paper, I will review literature pertinent to
my phenomenon of interest. While researching relevant literature, I
attempted to answer the question of “What social factors in the ther-
apist-client relationship affect client motivation to complete assigned
cognitive behavioral homework between sessions?” The following
papers show there are multiple, overlapping social influences that
exist in a therapeutic alliance.
In terms of prosocial behavior, the topic of empathy and empa-
thetic responses relates to the therapeutic relationship and client
motivation. Hara et al. (2017) studied how perceived empathy in a
psychotherapist influences client adherence to cognitive-behavioral
homework that the therapist assigned. This study looked specifically
at treatment of generalized anxiety disorder (GAD). The authors
mention that problems with homework compliance in cognitive
behavioral therapy is common. In their study, Hara et al. hypothe-
sized that greater perceived empathy in therapists by clients with
GAD would increase the clients’ adherence to assigned homework,
thus improving their treatment outcomes.
In the study, forty-three clients represented by twelve cog-
nitive-behavioral therapists were studied. These clients took an
assessment called the Barnett-Lennard Relationship Inventory, which
measures perceptions of empathy and understanding. For instance,
a client could strongly agree, strongly disagree, or be somewhere in
between with a sample statement such as “[m]y therapist usually
senses or realizes what I am feeling” (Hara et. al, 2017, p. 380). Client
homework adherence was measured using the homework rating scale
II measuring quantity and quality of homework completion, mastery
and engagement of homework, and beliefs about homework.
The study found that clients who perceived a therapist as
empathic had greater homework completion outcomes than clients
who found the same therapist as less empathic. Thus, although the
authors mention that being empathetic is a key quality in a psycho-
therapist, it appears that how a client perceives that empathy is just
as important to the client’s homework completion. It is important to
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note, however, that the authors did not find that homework comple-
tion mediated therapist empathy (or perceived empathy) and post-
treatment outcomes (Hara et al., 2017). This suggests that perceived
therapist empathy is independent of homework completion in terms
of client outcomes.
Overall, the paper finds evidence that greater homework com-
pliance, which can improve treatment outcomes, can depend on a
therapist’s perceived empathy. This ties in not only with prosocial
behavior, but also with the concept of social cognition: based on
past or current schemas and experiences of “empathy,” clients are
judging their therapists as either empathic or not, and then using that
judgment on whether or not they (the client) should complete their
assigned homework from someone they perceive as either empathetic
or unempathetic. By perceiving their therapist as empathetic by using
their schemas of empathetic behaviors in others, the client could have
more investment in adhering to what their therapist is suggesting
they do.
Another area of related research relevance pertains to social
conformity. Owen, Wong, & Rodolfa (2010) studied client conformity
to social normatives of masculinity and how those clients perceived
therapist actions intended to help them. Although this study did not
specifically focus on the assignment of homework in therapy, the
researchers recognized homework assignments as part of the helpful
therapist actions being perceived by the clients in the study.
The researchers were interested in investigating masculine social
norms because “gender role[s] . . . are a significant part of an indi-
vidual’s self-concept and have been shown to be related to multiple
facets of psychological wellbeing and pathology” (Owen, Wong, &
Rodolfa, 2010, p. 70). The authors made sure to make a distinction
between biological sex and social constructs of gender; in addition,
they felt that there was a “potential contradiction between masculine
and therapeutic norms” (Owen, Wong, & Rodolfa, 2010, p. 70), which
lead them to exclude studying of feminine social norms.
The study focused on 161 clients from a university counseling
center, the majority of whom were women. A major limitation of the
study was that the researchers did not assess the therapeutic approach
of the therapists these clients visited. The researchers used the Confor-
mity to Masculine Norms Inventory (CMNI) to look at social confor-
mity in the clients based on six subscales of masculine social norms:
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influence, however, this study has supporting evidence for the idea
that rationalizing a task in therapy can promote adherence by a client.
A potentially significant limitation in this study, however, was that it
only examined two sessions’ worth of therapy; the findings “may not
generalize to middle and later phases of therapy when assignments
often become more demanding” (Jungbluth & Shirk, 2013, p. 552).
Broader Relevance
This paper will now explore the topic of client motivation in cog-
nitive behavioral therapy through the aspects of real-world, everyday
therapeutic interactions and the larger, social psychological concepts
those interactions include.
An article by GoodTherapy, a website designed to provide edu-
cational information for therapists, includes ways therapists can
improve client homework compliance by means of several social
factors. The article confirms what Hara et al. discussed in their
research by suggesting therapists take a deliberately empathetic
route toward motivating clients. A therapist could ask “Is something
making it difficult for you to complete the homework assignments?
How can I help make the process easier for you?” (GoodTherapy,
2019). In addition, “those put off by the term ‘homework’ may view
‘skills practice’ or similar phrasing more favorable,” (GoodTherapy,
2019). This relates to the concept of priming in social psychology, in
which certain experiences “increase the accessibility of a schema, trait,
or concept” (Hockett, 2018c). If clients have had frequent experiences
involving the term “homework” to refer to schoolwork assignments
and then encounter the term “homework” in therapy, they may be
primed to associate it with schoolwork, leading to negative reactions.
The article further suggests that therapists use rationalizing strategies
similar to what Jungbluth & Shirk studied: “let [the client] know
that homework helps them practice their skills outside of therapy”
(GoodTherapy, 2019). This tactic relates to using conformity, which
is “a change in behavior due to real or imagined influence of others”
(Hockett, 2018a). In this case, a client will conform their behavior,
especially because of the informational social influence provided by
the therapist, to comply with what the therapist expects. This also
involves the concept of persuasion via the central route: the therapist
is persuading the client to change behavior by making homework
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Conclusion
Partially given the word’s association with schoolwork, the
concept of “homework” in cognitive behavioral therapy treatment
has been noted to be difficult for clients to adhere to and complete,
frustrating psychotherapists (Hara et al., 376-77). Considering that a
client is out of the therapy room much more often than they are in it,
however, means that homework adherence is imperative. Fortunately,
there is evidence that therapists can bolster client motivation in home-
work adherence. Ensuring client perceptions of empathy, becoming
aware of client self-concepts, using informational social influence,
employing cognitive dissonance, and recognizing stereotypes the
client may have of the therapist are all strategies therapists can use
to inspire their clients to take care of their mental health after the
appointment ends. This gives therapists broad power to spark client
motivation simply by becoming more aware of a third, invisible party
inside the session room: social psychological factors.
References
Introduction
In the fall of 1949, a janitor at Harvard Medical School in Boston,
Massachusetts discovered a dismembered body in a basement
anatomy laboratory, later to be identified as Harvard Medical School’s
Dr. George Parkman. A wealthy and prominent philanthropist,
Parkman was known for being a hard businessman, even going as far
as to occasionally harass those who owed him money. This such busi-
ness practice associated with Parkman was eventually what resulted
in him being murdered, his body then dismembered, and his remains
hidden in a bathroom, a trunk, and a furnace located in Dr. John White
Webster’s laboratory. Webster, owing Parkman a substantial amount
of money and being harassed for said reason, was arrested and even-
tually found guilty, resulting in his execution in August of 1850. The
prominent 19th Century murder that would later become known as
the Parkman-Webster murder case has since come to be recognized
as the origin of forensic anthropology in the United States, and Oliver
Wendell Homes I and Jeffries Wyman (professors of anatomy at
Harvard Medical School at the time) became the first forensic anthro-
pologists in the United States. Asked to investigate the death, the two
reassembled the dismembered remains and determined that they
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were consistent with a white male between the ages of fifty- and sixty-
years-old who was around five feet, ten inches in stature – consistent
with Parkman. The report became the first example of a biological
profile of an unknown deceased individual, reflective of the effective-
ness of methods used in modern forensic anthropology today.
Since the Parkman-Webster murder case, forensic anthropology
has come to be defined as a subdiscipline of the field of biological
anthropology, now known as “the application of anthropological
method and theory to matters of legal concern, particularly those that
relate to the recovery and analysis of the skeleton” (Christensen, 2019,
p. 1). An older discipline that has only recently been recognized in
the broader scope of the field of forensic science and in medico-legal
issues, forensic anthropology has experienced a “significant expan-
sion in attention and breadth” (Christensen, 2019, p. 3). Occasionally
criticized for being “a strictly applied discipline” and being perceived
as “lacking in theoretical underpinnings and scientific validity,”
forensic anthropology has come to be known as a discipline “strongly
grounded in scientific theory” (Christensen, 2019, p. 1). With this in
mind, questions come to light as to where the discipline of forensic
anthropology fits into the realm of anthropological theory. As theory
is critical to determining essentially “what is and what is not data,”
the purpose of forensic anthropology and its grounding in scientific
theory needs a strong base of anthropological theory for it to be mean-
ingful (McGee and Warms, 2017, p. 1). This meaning would further
provide the allowance of people to think about who and what they are
as human beings. In a discipline that frequently calls on other disci-
plines with foundations in anthropological theory, then it can only be
questioned as to what forensic anthropology’s theory can be defined
as. What is the purpose of forensic anthropology?
observation and theory are one, and that since “archaeological theory
building has always involved adding to data,” then “there is no logical
reason why those theories should not include contextual meaning and
intentionality” – a belief that the field of forensic anthropology would
benefit from greatly if adopted (Hodder, 1985, p. 12). As posited by
Boyd and Boyd, the solution to this separation of interpretation and
description lies with linking logic and theory. By envisioning method-
ological theories as “dynamic, vibrant explanatory statements,” then
new forensic anthropological data is subject to expansion and revision
at all levels and types (Boyd and Boyd, 2018, p. 12).
A third, and final, fundamental aspect of post-processualism in
archaeology is the importance of the individual. The importance of
the literal individual is obvious in forensic anthropology, a discipline
with a focus on identifying the deceased; human remains being the
central piece of evidence in such an endeavor. As previously stated,
each aspect of forensic anthropology is shaped through statistical
analysis and biological parameters of an individual and said individ-
ual’s place in a population. Despite anthropological theory stressing
the importance of an environment’s role in shaping an individual
and their culture, forensic anthropology largely ignores this, instead
choosing to stick to more contemporary issues. This theoretical issue
becomes even more apparent when one understands that studying
forensic anthropology requires the study of evolutionary and cultural
aspects, only for these concepts to be directly applied to very little
later on. Boyd and Boyd argue that agency and behavioral theories
taken from archaeological theory can solve this issue of denying both
contemporary and historical environment, thus implementing social
action into forensic anthropology.
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But I had people that made up for that. My sister, even though we
fought all the time, was always there for me when I needed her. And
my cousin, who was the same age as her, was like a second sister. And
my other cousin, Gary, who was the same age as my brother, grew up
around me like a second brother. When neither of my siblings wanted
to take me, the little kid, to the fair one year, my cousin stepped up and
took me himself. He rode the rides with me and played the games. He
even won me a bright pink stuffed animal from one of them.
Growing up, I remember my mom always told us we were Chris-
tian. I didn’t really know what that meant, other than we believed in
God and Jesus and Hell and angels. My family didn’t go to church,
but when I would go to my old best friend’s house, I would go with
her on Sundays. I remember leaving the main church area to go to the
smaller classroom for the kids. We would draw and play and learn
about the Bible in a way that kids understood. In eighth grade, I even
started going to youth group. I still don’t know if I went to learn more
about being Christian or if it was just an excuse to be around people
I liked.
I started to really question my religion in the winter of my fresh-
man year of high school. My grandma had gotten sick and had been
in and out of the hospital for about a month. Everyone kept telling me
to pray, that God would heal her. But he didn’t. I only ever really had
one grandparent in my life. My mother’s parents died when she was a
teen and my dad’s father died when I was so young, I barely remem-
ber him. Though the vague memories I do have, I cherish. When my
grandma died, I felt like a piece of me went with her, and I felt like
God had betrayed me. I didn’t go to youth group as often anymore.
But I got new glasses that year.
I remember trying to go, though. But every time I stepped through
the church doors, I could hear family members’ voices in my head
telling me to “Just pray, God will make her better.” I truly stopped
going my sophomore year. In the summer of that year, I remember
losing the bright pink stuffed animal my cousin had won me at the
fair. It made me sad, but I didn’t think much of it. He could just win
me another one. Except in August of that year, he got in a car accident.
I don’t like when people try to win me things at the fair anymore.
I went down a dark path after that. I remember isolating myself.
The people I cared about at youth group would reach out to me and I
wouldn’t respond, until they stopped reaching out. I wasn’t diagnosed
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I noticed a lot of things about being white from then on. I noticed
when the clerk smiled at me but not at the black man behind me. And
I noticed how people crossed the sidewalk or an aisle in a store when
they saw black people walking towards them. I promised myself
then that I’d speak up for people who were spoken against. So, when
the Black Lives Matter movement really ramped up, I found myself
speaking out against my own brother often. And most of the time, I
was met with the remark, “College has brainwashed you.”
Covid hit right after my niece was born. The second of my sister’s
two girls. We had spent the holidays in Ireland with them, but my
sister was still pregnant then. We had made plans to come visit in
the summer, to meet the new addition to our family. But, more than
a year later, we still haven’t gotten the chance to. It’s the longest I’ve
spent away from my sister. Away from the one person I tell almost
everything to. The only person in my family that knows, explicitly,
that I’m not straight. But, hey, at least right before it happened, I got
new glasses for Christmas.
I really didn’t think anything was different about my family
before eighth grade. I thought we were what was seen as “normal.”
We’re middle class, Christian, white. But there really isn’t a “normal”
family to model after. I think I really started to learn that in eighth
grade. Because in eighth grade, that’s when I got glasses.
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Creative Work
The pungent bile that passed my lips was unlike any that I have
had the displeasure of enduring. It was a viscous kind of evil, an
all-encompassing torrential hell that seemed to ooze in buckets. I
could feel a hand wind itself in my hair, a gentle vice that aimed to
preserve what little it could of my frazzled locks from the rancid sick-
ness that coated the inside of the toilet in shades of green and yellow.
This was not a scene that could have ever been envisioned during the
excruciatingly long drive down I-70 from Kansas to Ohio. Yet there I
was, suffering from unspeakable gastrointestinal duress so far from
home; having my boyfriend witness it; his sister hearing it from the
next room; his parents fumbling about downstairs for home remedies
that could alleviate my symptoms.
“I shouldn’t have let you take the fish,” Kevin sighed. He moved
to sit near the tub, facing my pathetic, dehydrated form that curled up
near the toilet, “I shouldn’t have let them give it to you.”
My eyelids felt indescribably heavy as they jockeyed against the
pulsating motions of nausea. It was in that very bathroom, wielding
a foggy mind and a gymnast for a stomach, that a single defining
thought crossed my mind… What am I doing here?
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father was standing at the table, stepping gently side to side, the aged
wooden floor beneath him groaning in protest to constant stimula-
tion. He was a stubborn man, prideful and harsh in his observations;
he was my antithesis.
He was muttering to himself in a language I seldom understood,
and as my understanding dropped, so did my gaze. The fingerprints
on the glossy wood before me seemed more interesting than playing
the game, for the oily smudges would not bark criticisms—not like the
swaying, muttering man.
Choosing the right card is akin to cutting a metaphorical wire on a
bomb; one wrong move and my fate would be decided. As my fingers
plucked the corner edge of that same king of spades, the desire to
duck for cover gnawed at me as I haplessly tossed out the royalty of
mockery. The entire room stared at the table on bated breath as the
laminated cardstock—worn on all corners—fluttered to the table on
top of the stack of suits already played. The crescendo of noise that
followed afterward was not the tumultuous, fiery combustion that
I had endured many times prior. It was the exclamation of surprise
and disbelief; a declaration that the guise of confusion cloaked my
ambitions, that I knew exactly what I was doing.
“She’s pretty good,” Kevin’s mother choked out in English
through sporadic cackling, her amused words cutting through the
monotonous tone of their mother tongue that tumbled throughout the
room like the static of a television. Her words—a comment that may
have settled on deaf ears—stood out more than any other guffaw that
night.
However, navigating through a meal made playing cards seem
like child’s play. Nobody would be focusing on the game or counting
cards, full attention would pass over me as if I were camouflaged.
The searing growl of oil at the stove was the telltale sign that it
was almost time to eat—a cue to arrange chairs awkwardly side-by-
side. The crowded manipulation of the seating arrangement was the
calm before the storm. And as five chairs corralled the small, worn
table adorned with floral placement mats, the many dishes that were
prepared began to appear on the table. One by one, each becoming the
countdown on a clock.
It was silent at first. Bumping feet, quiet apologies, the quiet cry of
glass on glass and the distant droning of CRT television; an old, dusty
box from an era long forgotten. It perched on the ledge of a counter
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in the kitchen, angled just right that it could be seen from the small
alcove that hosted the dinner table.
Kevin’s father exploded with a boisterous energy, one that I had
grown accustomed to over time. His chopsticks were greedily attack-
ing the steaming dishes of vegetables and fried meat, all of which
circled a steaming pot of murky soup. “Does she want to try some
squid?” He inquired of his son in English, his eyes refusing to meet
mine even though the question regarded myself.
I was more preoccupied with attempting to spoon in an egg-based
dish that sat a few plates away rather than answer his question. The
small, rubbery pieces of sunshine almost tumbled from my bowl
from the shrill bark that came from Kevin’s mother. She was a small,
quiet woman that maintained an aura of calm while barely reaching
my shoulder. The pitch and pace of her enunciation in Chinese was
moderately frightening to someone who never witnessed her temper.
She flailed her chopsticks about in a foreign illustration of reasoning.
Few words in English had been spewed in the tirade; simple words—
“seafood” and “herself”—that demonstrated context.
Kevin rolled his eyes at his father, shaking his head and avoiding
my gaze that seemed to beg a question I often asked of him: What’s
happening?
“She just called him stupid for asking if you wanted seafood,
considering what happened last summer,” Kathy spoke with a lilt in
her voice that conveyed amusement at her own father’s actions, “And
that you can get food for yourself rather than being forced.”
Upon hearing her words, my eyes took in the exclusive pair of
chopsticks balanced atop every dish. A preparation to avoid further
difficulties involving my grotesque allergies. They were precautions
taken on my behalf, precautions that everybody kowtowed to without
a second thought.
Was this to be my place among them? A welcomed outsider that
pondered self-deprecating thoughts that feared dismissal from a
family I barely even knew?
Jia Jiang, owner of the website Rejection Therapy, spoke at a TED
Talk of how he overcame his fear of rejection by enduring it for 100
days. It came about for him as an epiphany following the sting of a
particularly painful rejection regarding an entrepreneurial endeavor.
He said, “That rejection hurt me. It hurt me so bad that I wanted to quit
right there…But then I thought… would any successful entrepreneur
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quit like that?” (Jiang, 2015). I mirrored that very same epiphany, for I
recall obsessive, second-guessing thoughts about my purpose among
a new family.
The blunt gurgle of the toilet flushing seemed to cut through the
tense silence that blanketed the bathroom. The room was frigid from
the air conditioning that pulsed through the house in the middle of
summer. Yet, even in that cold silence was a blossoming warmth that
peered through the window, bathing us in a way that only a heavenly
body could as the scent of mint had perused about the air. Whether
that was Kevin’s doing or a result from my vigorous toothbrushing, I
was not sure.
In my cocoon of transient bliss that peered through the blackest—
in this case, greenest—of storms came a clarity. It was an intelligible
kind of bliss, a radiance that cut through the internal war that waged
in the back of my mind for months. The chuckle that passed my lips
was rough, yet hopeful, like a man dying of thirst discovering an oasis.
“I hope your parents won’t be mad that fish isn’t gonna be on the
menu at the wedding.”
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Sweater Weather
Max Macheca
And Anger
Ethan Nelson
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collapsing gentlemen understand:
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cratered thinking,
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(conditioned-congealed-concealed):
relief =
Crutch,
Blame
yourself, wilting
failure. Entertain, ideate,
erode, explode.
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arose instead.
Mad.
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I Am Not Invisible
Christina G. Noland
promise me you’ll watch over them even when I’m not there.” These
words echo in my memory as loud as ten alarm clocks going off at
once.
“Okay. I promise.” This is very important, Christina. Do not forget.
I was five years old at the time, wholeheartedly agreeing without
any grasp of what my new role would entail. I had been unaware of
life, as if I was sleeping walking while wide awake. All of that trans-
formed in an instant when my world would be turned upside down.
The protective mindset I developed became the single greatest
mission in my life. I forced myself to be aware of every action my
younger siblings made, every conversation my parents had. It was
a requirement, I thought. I was an adult now – a substitute for mom
when she was away. I believed it was necessary to eavesdrop regard-
less of what I was told. If I paid attention to the smallest details and
gain insight into the future, even for a few moments in advance, I can
prevent any disaster from happening. I can do my job even better.
Do not fail. Protect your family.
It was normal for us kids to go outside late at night and play soccer
before going to bed. There was no organization. We simply kicked
the ball for fun as hard as we could towards each other, sometimes
hundreds of feet across the large front lawn. With the full moon nearly
out, the only other light sources were bolted to the front of the house
or to the small safety light atop the nearest telephone pole. Since there
were five of us, it was usually two against three.
Alexander, the older of my younger brothers, was always trying
to show off. He knew he could kick the ball farther than anyone. This
particular summer night, I was on a team of two alongside Christo-
pher, my youngest brother, when Alex kicked the soccer ball over our
heads and into the back field. The grass there was almost as tall as
us. We were told never to venture through the weeds, however, that
usually never stopped anyone except me. There was absolutely no
light in the back field. I was terribly afraid of the dark.
I stayed behind, watching Christopher run to retrieve the soccer
ball. He had seen exactly where it landed and was running fearlessly
into the unknown on faith that his tracking was accurate. I didn’t
realize Alexander had kicked it so hard until I had lost sight of Chris-
topher. For a single moment I hesitated, knowing what I had to do
while fighting an intense fear that planted my feet into the ground.
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Get up. Move. Protect him. Your fears mean nothing compared to his
life. My inner thoughts gnawed at me as if to predict the future. The
promise I made to my Mom years earlier flashed into memory and my
thoughts fell. I acted without thinking as if I was a different person.
I ran as fast as I could into the darkness, calling out Christopher’s
name trying to find him. Within seconds I could see him, but I was
barely able to make out his figure. Christopher was wearing a dark
shirt and shorts; the only confirmation I had to his safety was hearing
his voice. Not even his white legs could be identified through the
weeds, but three pairs of eyes reflecting the moon’s light could.
“I got it!” Christopher yelled with excitement, about to run right
past me and back into the game. A fourth, smaller pair of glowing,
yellow eyes appeared in the near distance, all of them moving in
unison with Christopher.
It wasn’t uncommon for us to have deer, opossums, raccoons,
bobcats, and stray cats or dogs wander aimlessly across our lot. Our
house was in the middle of nowhere surrounded by fields of corn
and a few other homes. Unfortunately, coyotes, at the time, were a
large problem. Their numbers became so enormous one year that my
parents had hired hunters to deal with them. If it wasn’t for the fact
that this particularly daring family of coyotes would readily attack
humans without fear, this wouldn’t have been so much of an issue.
I firmly grab Christopher’s arm and stop him from running, acci-
dentally making him drop the ball. As he bent down to pick the soccer
ball back up, so too did the pairs of eyes lower to the ground to mirror
his movements. I could feel the tension between us; if they let their
breath be known, we were close enough to hear it. Their gaze focused
solely on Christopher, as if he was a chunky chicken nugget, with the
smaller set of eyes in the background staring directly at me. It quickly
became apparent that Christopher had no idea the coyotes were there.
I was not about to turn my back.
I slowly walked backwards with Christopher, my eyes fixated
on those glowing orbs, saying that we should walk instead of run in
case we trip on a loose shrub or snake. As expected, the eyes followed
us, hovering across the ground as if they were a hologram without
facial shape. Once we left the tall weeds, moving closer to the light
of the house, the coyotes stopped following and eventually turned
away. I calmly brought the rest of the kids inside after that, trying to
come to terms with a possibly horrible outcome. After a few minutes
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without panicking. Once Alexander got to the middle of the pool, sur-
rounded by the deep, swallowing water, he would become scared and
sink – of this, I had no doubt. I followed Alex into the deep end of the
pool, prepared to catch him if he fell.
I will never forget the fear I saw on his face when I pulled him
up towards me. Alexander had become so scared so suddenly that he
had no time to call out for help before water overtook him. He had
no idea I was there; I can’t imagine how scared he would have been
thinking his family was nowhere to help him. I carried Alex to the end
of the pool where he could catch his breath, following the edge all the
way back down to the shallow seating. We talked along the way and
he confirmed that mischievous look I read across his face the moment
we walked through the large double doors. He never went across the
pool again.
Over time, this mission I had been given to guard my family
evolved. When they became old enough to physically handle them-
selves, my role switched to look after their mental and emotional
well-being. I paid attention to word choice, subtle body language and
every facial expression to determine what I needed to do. I became the
internal family therapist, the reliable one that always had the answers.
But I took this evolution too far.
The devotion I gave to protect my family became so impulsive
that I would react without thinking about the ramifications to myself –
the only person I had been neglecting for over twenty years. I realized
that my life was so entangled with the survival of my family that I
didn’t care for a life of my own. My impulsive, unconscious decisions
directed my actions; I was removing my own ability to choose for
myself. I finally realized I felt sad.
An article written by Matt Duczeminski on Lifehack describes
emotional changes associated with someone not making themselves
a priority in the care department. The last of the six warning signs he
describes hit home the most as he wrote, “Neglecting the importance
of self care can lead to you truly forgetting who you are” (Ducze-
minski, 2016, para. 32). The burden of carrying so many people on
my back was overwhelming but being in denial about how difficult
the weight was to bare was the worst to admit to myself. If I couldn’t
succeed in the role I had been leading for so long, then who was I?
I wanted to permanently remove this imposter I constantly saw
in the mirror. She wasn’t needed anymore, I thought. If she was gone
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then maybe I could be happy. For months, this internal battle repeat-
edly knocked me down until I came to the conclusion that it was
idiotic. This person I saw in the mirror, who directed my life for me
on protective instinct alone, allowed me to grow into who I was and I
loved it. I was a protector, a caregiver, a therapist, a sister, a daughter,
a friend. More importantly, I was me. I was real to begin with, not a
guard dog. I just needed to hold my own hand.
References
Love Letters
Kelsie Quaney
SETTING
A sound stage in the U.S.A. for a successful variety T.V. show.
TIME
Present day where school shootings are becoming more and more
common, lockdown drills are as natural as fire or tornado drills, and
no actions taken to prevent this epidemic have worked.
Prologue:
[black background]
Good afternoon everyone and welcome to a reading of Today in the
USA: live? You’re probably wondering what this show could possibly
be about, and while we were creating this show we asked ourselves
that same question more than once. But before I answer I’d like us all
to imagine a time so forgotten and unimaginable. A time when toilet
paper wasn’t a luxury, when we would roam around Walmart just for
fun, and before we all wanted to murder the people we live with. Yes,
I want to take you back to January 2020. It was then that we decided to
create a show about something meaningful and unique to us: school
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ACT I
SCENE 1
Dramatic fun music plays over a dark stage as spotlights search
for HOST. The voice of ANNOUNCER booms over the music.
ANNOUNCER
Washburn Theatre Presents. A United States student production.
Today in the U.S.A.: Live? And now your host Peter!
HOST
Oh my gosh it’s great to be here tonight hosting Today in the
U.S.A.: live.
(Applause)
Thank you. I hope that you all are enjoying yourselves tonight.
(Applause)
Yeah? You sir! What did you do today?
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SCENE 1.5
TEACHER and students in a classroom Teacher has an outline of the
day on the board and is going over the day:
Projection of whiteboard:
8:40-9:40: Math
9:40-10:40: Reading
10:40-10:45: Bathroom break
10:45-11:45: Social Studies
11:45-12:20: Lunch
12:20-12:55: Choir/Visual Arts
12:55-1:00: transfer classes
1:00-2:20: P.E. and sports---Study hall or Band
2:20-3:15: Mental Health Assembly
End of school day
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TEACHER
Ok Students this is the plan for the day. I hope you’re ready to
learn and succeed for the day.
ANNOUNCER
Good morning everyone. As you’re starting your day, I wanted
to inform you that today we will be having a few alterations to our
all-school schedule. Due to the on-going threat of school shootings,
we will be having a Lock down drill today so we will all be prepared if
that unfortunate event should happen to us. We decided to warn you
that it was on the schedule it today so that you will not be un-duly
alarmed by it. We’ll do that at 9:45 today.
TEACHER
Well, I guess we’ll just do math and reading in our first hour today.
Projection:
8:40-9:40: Math/Reading
9:40-10:40: Reading Lockdown Drill
10:40-10:45: Bathroom break
10:45-11:45: Social Studies
11:45-12:20: Lunch
12:20-12:55: Choir/Visual Arts
12:55-1:00: transfer classes
1:00-2:20: P.E. and sports---Study hall or Band
2:20-3:15: Pep Rally and Assembly
End of school day
ANNOUNCER
Sorry to interrupt again, principal Smith just notified me that
following the Lock-down drill we will be having a De-compression
talkback to discuss any fears you have from the entirely preventative
but totally necessary lockdown drill. That session will start at 10:45.
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Projection:
8:40-9:40: Math/Reading/Social Studies
9:40-10:40: Reading Lockdown Drill
10:40-10:45: Bathroom break
10:45-11:45: Social Studies: Lockdown Drill Decompression talk
11:45-12:20: Lunch
12:20-12:55: Choir/Visual Arts
12:55-1:00: transfer classes
1:00-2:20: P.E. and sports---Study hall or Band
2:20-3:15: Pep Rally and Assembly
End of school day
TEACHER
Well, I guess we’ll just do math and reading and social studies in
our first hour today. So, let’s take out your Math books and turn to….
ANNOUNCER
Sorry to interrupt again, but we just got a great opportunity for an
assembly this afternoon from our state senator who is making a cam-
paign stop in our town today and offered to give us a motivational
talk. We’ll be hearing from Senator Olwhitegy about the importance
of personal freedom and the value of education today at1:00pm. He
really likes our football team, so he promised to be done for our 2:20
pep rally!
Projection
8:40-9:40: Math/Reading/Social Studies/Sex Ed
9:40-10:40: Reading Lockdown Drill
10:40-10:45: Bathroom break
10:45-11:45: Social Studies: Lockdown Drill Decompression talk
11:45-12:20: Lunch
12:20-12:55: Choir/Visual Arts
12:55-1:00: transfer classes
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TEACHER
Well, I guess we won’t have time for our combined Health/Band
and study hall today, but maybe we can go over the sex education
lesson at the end of our first hour after Math, Reading and Social
Studies. Now let’s look at the first prob….
ANNOUNCER
I really do hate to interrupt your valuable learning, but we just
found out that there was an extra shipment of processed meat dropped
off today so we’re giving you an extra twenty minutes for lunch. We
don’t want those hot dogs to go to waste.
TEACHER adjusts the schedule again, crossing off Choir and Visual
Arts.
TEACHER
Well, we have a lot to do in this first hour, (teacher looks at the clock)
well, half hour, let’s get to it.
TEACHER looks back to students and sees a student with hand up.
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STUDENT
Can I go to the bathroom?
ANNOUNCER
Make sure that over this Thanksgiving break you keep school in
mind because you never stop learning.
Lights up
SCENE 2
[1.2 dining room background]
A table is set for Thanksgiving dinner as RILEY and RORY (Sanford)
are waiting for MOMMA to finish cooking. A knock is heard at the door.
MOMMA
Come in!
MOMMA
Oh Sam. It’s so good to see you. I’m just finishing up the mashed
potatoes if you want to sit down.
SAM
Oh don’t mind if I do. Hey kiddos. How’s it hanging?
RILEY
(Painfully) Hi Uncle Sam
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SAM
So, how’s college?
RILEY
Fine.
SAM
Ya got a boyfriend yet?
RILEY
No, not right now.
SAM
That’s a shame. You’re such a well-endowed young woman. Any
man would be lucky to have ya.
RILEY
Thanks.
Awkward silence.
MOMMA
Alrighty dears. Dinner’s ready!
SAM
Good. Good. I could eat a whole whale!
MOMMA
Alright everyone. Join hands and say grace. Dear lord baby Jesus,
we would like to thank you for this food we are about to eat because
we all know that you died on the cross, nails in hands, nails in feet,
nails in places where nails shouldn’t be, so that we may eat this dinner.
Let us pray that we will have a nice, peaceful Thanksgiving for once.
And no political discussions or discourse whatsoever. Save that shit
for Christmas. In your name we pray, Amen.
MOMMA
(To RILEY) Sweety, aren’t you going to eat anything?
RILEY
No, mom. Sorry I’m on a new diet. You know vegan, gluten free,
keto, low carb, no cals, so you know. Just can’t eat any of this.
MOMMA
I wish you would have told me. I would’ve gotten you something
special. Is there anything you can eat?
RILEY
Water and lettuce.
MOMMA
I’ve got romaine in the fridge.
RILEY
No thanks. I don’t want to die.
MOMMA
Oh. Ok.
Awkward silence.
MOMMA
So, Sam, what have you been up to?
SAM
Oh, you know, stuff. I actually got a new weapon. It’s the savage
model.
MOMMA
(With a nervous faux excitement) Oh, that’s nice.
SAM
Let me show you a picture. I’ve got it here on my new blackberry.
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MOMMA
Oh, you don’t have to…
SAM
No no really, I’d be happy to. (SAM whips out his phone.) Here she
is. Isn’t she a beaut’?
MOMMA
Oh, that’s nice. Do you need one so big?
SAM
Yeah. This is the meat and potatoes of the American society. You
never know who could try and mess with you.
RILEY rolls her eyes and gives an even bigger sigh. SAM shoots her a
glare.
MOMMA
Ok, but could we please put our phones away for the rest of
dinner?
SAM
Fine.
SAM
Hey Riley, since you’re not eating and everything. Could you pass
me the mashed potatoes?
RILEY
You know what, Uncle Sam. I don’t think I will.
SAM
Oh. Ok. So now you wanna restrict my right to mashed potatoes
too, huh?
RILEY
Well, the next thing you’ll want is instant mashed potatoes and
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suddenly you’re asking for gravy. And not just one gravy, you’ll want
brown and white gravy.
SAM
Well…
MOMMA
Alrighty then. How about we all just take a breath. In. Out. No
let’s just try to have a nice Thanksgiving dinner.
SAM
Well, I don’t get why just because you don’t want mashed pota-
toes, I can’t have them either. I get why Rory can’t have them. She’s
a . . .
RILEY
Don’t you dare bring Rory into this. Just because “you name it,
she has it’’ doesn’t mean that you need to insult her.
SAM
I’m not insulting, I’m just saying that there are all kinds of pota-
toes. Mashed potatoes, fried potatoes, boiled potatoes, baked toma-
toes, but it’s not the potatoes that do it. It’s the forks. And there are
some pretty rusty forks.
RILEY
So don’t let the forks have mashed potatoes, it’s that simple.
SAM
Then the rusty forks will just get knives
RILEY
But knives will result in less broken forks. So, if there’s even a hope
of reducing the number of broken forks, isn’t that worth pursuing.
SAM
You’re missing the point! Mashed potatoes are a God given right.
Our forefathers ate potatoes raw and they enjoyed it, by golly. Just
imagine, good old George Washington riding horseback, buck naked,
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biting into a raw potato. Now tell me. Can you think of anything more
American?
MOMMA
Sam!
SAM
Sorry momma.
RILEY
You’ll address them as parent. A gender neutral term.
MOMMA
But honey, that’s my name.
RILEY
No no, it’s ok parent, they need to learn.
SAM
Come to think of it. They had mashed potatoes at the first Thanks-
giving.
RILEY
How do you know that? It’s not like they had cameras.
SAM
They wrote it down. They passed it down from generation to
generation. Your grandma Sandy Cheeks, God rest her soul, she was
right there at the first Thanksgiving. She was riding sidesaddle with
George Dubs when they met with the Indians for a peaceful dinner
and treaty signing party.
RILEY
Uncle Sam. That’s not when or how the first Thanksgiving hap-
pened.
SAM
Oh, so now that you’re going to a liberal arts college, you think
you’re smarter than me?
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MOMMA
Sam, Sam! Riley! Can we just finish our dinner in peace? We
haven’t even got to the pumpkin pie.
SAM
Could you please pass me the sweet potatoes?
RILEY
Mmmmmm sorry Uncle Sam.
SAM
God damn it! That’s all I can take. I just wanted to eat some moth-
erfucking mashed potatoes and what do I get? Criticized by my own
niece no less!
RILEY
If you don’t like sacrificing your own wants for the greater good,
then maybe you should just leave!
SAM
Maybe I will!
RILEY
Good!
SAM
Good!
MOMMA
Oh Rory. Every year. Why couldn’t we have a nice Thanksgiving?
Just once? For one year I’d like to see them work together and com-
promise. Maybe decide that it would be best to eat mashed potatoes
when it’s the time and place to eat mashed potatoes. Wouldn’t that be
nice?
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MOMMA
Rory honey, could you pass me the mashed potatoes.
Blackout.
ANNOUNCER
Welcome back from Thanksgiving break. We hope that you had a
lovely time with your relatives. As for right now, first hour has begun.
Lights Up
SCENE 3
[1.3 Classroom background]
A classroom is seen with all the students talking amongst themselves.
The TEACHER walks in.
TEACHER
Welcome class. I hope you all had a good weekend.
STUDENTS
Thank you.
TEACHER
Thank you. Now I know there’s been some talk about the new
policy to arm teachers, and I’m here to calm any fears that you have
about it. And I’m sure that this new policy won’t change anything
about this classroom except your safety.
TEACHER
Now let’s begin. Last time we were covering everything from
Machiavelli’s The Prince and today we’re going to be talking about
his view of fear. Would anyone like to read the quote I picked out for
today?
TEACHER
Anyone? Anyone at all? No one? Really. How about you come up
here and read it for the class?
FRIGHTENED STUDENT
(Glancing at the gun) It is much safer to be . . .
TEACHER
It’s ok. Don’t be shy.
STUDENT #1
“It is much safer to be feared than loved because love is preserved
by the link of obligation which, owing to the baseness of men, is broken
at every opportunity for their advantage; but fear preserves you by a
dread of punishment which never fails.” - Niccolo Machiaveli.
TEACHER
Good. Now tell me, what did he mean by that?
Silence.
STUDENT #2
Was he trying to say that love is weak?
TEACHER
No, not even close. Anyone else?
TEACHER
Come on guys. You know this. He’s trying to say that fear is more
effective means of rule than love. Now why does he say this? Anyone?
It’s because people break the ties of love for their advantage, but it
seems they don’t break the cage of fear. Did anyone get that? No?
What’s wrong with you guys today? You guys are so quiet. Tell me,
what does Machiavelli want us to take away from this quote?
STUDENT #2
(A fearful silence. Then.)
I don’t know.
TEACHER
You don’t know.
STUDENT #3 (Hannah)
We read the chapter we just . . .
TEACHER
Wait out back for me. Now.
ANNOUNCER
Attention. The institution has decreed that new measures be put
in place for the safety of the staff and students.
Silence: sounds of breathing starting slow and growing quicker are
heard.
Lights Up
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SCENE 4
[1.4 security line]
Barbed wire is spread everywhere and a table with an AGENT stands
before the school.
HOST
In a dystopian future where school shootings were once rampant.
Meaningless laws protect the lives of the poor victims of the American
public school system.
MOMMY
Are you excited for your first day of school, honey?
KELLY
I’m so excited! I want to play dress up and show and tell.
MOMMY
That’s nice sweety.
AGENT
That’s far enough.
MOMMY
Now wait just a minute. What is all this?
AGENT
Mandatory inspection.
MOMMY
Inspection? For what?
AGENT
Guns, drugs, and other dangerous materials.
MOMMY
Why would any of those things be in a kindergartener’s back-
pack? And who are you anyway?
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AGENT
I’m the CPA agent assigned to your school.
MOMMY
What’s the CPA?
AGENT
The Child Protection Agency. I’m surprised you haven’t heard of
us. We’re a lot like the NSA or CIA and all the things they do to keep
you safe.
MOMMY
I’ve never heard of you, so we’ll just be on our way.
AGENT
Ma’am I don’t want to use this, but I will if I have to, so I’ll just
check that for you. Ah. Just as I suspected. What is this?
MOMMY
Uhh. That’s a pencil.
AGENT
Ma’am this could be used as a projectile weapon. It could poke
someone’s eye out.
MOMMY
But it was on the teacher’s list of materials.
AGENT
Sorry, but you’ll just have to do without.
MOMMY
Whatever. Now can we go?
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AGENT
Not so fast. What is this? An IUD?
MOMMY
Don’t you mean an IED?
AGENT
Yeah. I’m not stupid. It’s an Explosive device. This will have to be
confiscated as well. Oh, and this? What is this strange device?
MOMMY
Ope.
KELLY
You never know when you’re going to start. Am I right ladies?
AGENT
Right . . . And your shoes. Could you please take those off as well?
KELLY
They light up see. Boop, boop, boop.
MOMMY
This is ridiculous. Is this entirely necessary?
AGENT
Ma’am the more you cooperate the easier this will be. Oh, and the
bunny too. We’ll have to take that.
KELLY
Mr. (Sniffles.) Bigglesworth? NOOOOOOO!
MOMMY
What is the problem with a stuffed bunny?
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AGENT
There could be drugs in there.
MOMMY
What?!
AGENT
Adults aren’t the only ones getting into that these days
AGENT
Please proceed along the path past the barbed wire and guard
dogs. Your cavity search will be in the tent
KELLY
(Extremely upset.) I didn’t know that we were going to the dentist.
Worst day ever!
ANNOUNCER
Dr. Goodman will now give his presentation on dangerous envi-
ronments and their inhabitants.
SCENE 6
[1.6 podium]
A podium adorns the stage as DR. GOODMAN addresses the
audience directly.
GOODMAN
Sorry I’m late. I had to beat an old lady with a stick to get here.
(Laughs.) I’m Dr. Goodman. As one of you already knows because this
morning I found a “send noodles” sticker on my door. I’m warning
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whoever did this that something less pleasant will be coming your
way. I’m looking at you. Now. On to today’s lecture. Cuttlefish. The
shapeshifting monsters of the sea. On the surface they are an enigma.
A strange looking creature that looks like no other and is obvious
to anyone that sees them that it is in fact a cuttlefish. At least that’s
what we think. Are you on your phone right now? Really? I’m up
here pouring my heart out and you’re just sitting there checking your
messages? I want it away now. And don’t get it out again. Where
was I? Oh yes. In fact, cuttlefish can change their appearance to look
like anything they choose. They can blend into their environments
with relative ease, and if a cuttlefish were of human shape and size
they could look like you or even you. And this is the way it seems
to other fish. One minute they’re staring at a totally normal rock and
wham! All they see is a flash and in an instant, they meet their maker.
ANNOUNCER
This concludes our school day. Be sure to enjoy yourselves with
your free time.
SCENE 7
[1.7 playground background]
A place in the school with no other people around. STUDENT #1
and STUDENT #2 enter.
STUDENT #1
Oh my gosh. Have you seen the new TikTok dance challenge?
STUDENT #2
We have to try it!
STUDENT #1
Let’s do it!
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A catchy bassline plays as the two dance the new challenge. The chal-
lenge entails finger guns and running away from the other, while making a
fun little dance out of it.
SCENE 8
[1.8 classroom]
Lights shift to a commercial break
HOST
And now a message from our sponsors
NEW STUDENT
What the heck?
TEACHER
Shhh it’s okay. Don’t worry you’re safe with me under my book.
NEW STUDENT
Oh, what could possibly be wrong with me? Am I too boring? Are
my clothes outdated? Do I have something in my teeth?
SPOKESPERSON
No, what you need is this.
SPOKESPERSON whips out 101 Ways.
NEW STUDENT
(stares in amazement) What’s that?
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SPOKESPERSON
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ularity and survival in high school.
NEW STUDENT
How do I get it?
SPOKESPERSON
How do you get it? Well, I thought you’d never ask.
SPOKESPERSON
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guide for today’s dangerous public-school environment. This book
provides you with perfect solutions to an imperfect world. Today,
we’re give you a sneak peek into our exclusive life-saving tips and
tricks. Let’s jump right into tip number 1: play dead.
STUDENTS drop to the floor. SHOOTER kicks one student in the leg
and waits for any movement
SHOOTER
Nope, this one’s dead. Let’s go.
SPOKESPERSON
Tip #2: Be nice to the weird kid. You know who I’m talking about.
STUDENT #1
(to WEIRD KID) You’re weird.
STUDENT #2
Hey, hey. It’s okay you’re weird.
WEIRD KID
Hisssssssssss
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SPOKESPERSON
Tip #3: Tell a knock-knock joke to diffuse the tension. Don’t be
afraid to get creative.
SHOOTER
Knock knock.
STUDENT
Who’s there?
SHOOTER
Bang, bang.
STUDENT
Bang bang who?
SPOKESPERSON
Tip #4: Use the weak as a human shield.
It’s okay you can do it. Lead the way. Take us to the light.
SPOKESPERSON
Tip #5: Bring your own gun. Because if everyone is a school
shooter, no one is.
SPOKESPERSON
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NEW STUDENT
Thanks to 101 Ways to Survive a School Shooting, I’m cool and
safe in an active shooter drill. Hopefully.
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Blackout.
End of Act I
ACT II
SCENE 1
[2.1 child bedroom]
The scene shifts a child’s bedroom with paintings and toys scattered
around. DAD and CHILD are sitting on a bed watching the late-night T.V.
show.
HOST
Hey, thanks for sticking around with us tonight. We’ve still got
some great acts coming up so don’t go anywhere. But before we get on
with the show tune in tomorrow for special guests Emma Gonzalez
and David Hogg, two high school students turned activists-
DAD
Alright honey, it’s late enough. Time to go to bed.
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CHILD
Oh, come on, Dad. Can’t I watch a little more? I promise I won’t
tell Mom.
DAD
Hm... that is an interesting offer, but I think I’ll have to say no.
CHILD
Can I stay up late tomorrow night to watch?
DAD
Sure. Tomorrow night. But right now, it’s time for bed.
CHILD
Can you tell me a story first?
DAD
Ok. Just one. Then it’s beddy bye!
CHILD
Ok!
DAD
Which story do you want?
CHILD
A new one!
DAD
Ok this one is called The Soldier and Old Woman. Once upon a
time there was a soldier and an Old Woman. The soldier was the most
courageous woman ever. She was young, proud, and strong. Every
little girl in the village wanted to be her. One day Death came to the
village and rounded up all the people who he decreed to die. Among
them were the soldier and the Old Woman. Death went down the
line of people and asked every one of them, “Are you ready to die?”.
He asked each one and each one pleaded for more time in their life.
Finally, two were left. The soldier and the Old woman. Death asked
the soldier, “Are you ready to die?”. And she said, “I am ready to die”,
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but her voice shook and her hands trembled, and finally she fell to her
knees in fear of Death. All her courage hadn’t prepared her to face
death, not yet. Then Death asked the Old woman, “Are you ready to
die?” She raised her withered head to Death to look him in the eyes
and said, “I am ready to die.” Death nodded at her with respect and
took her. Even though the soldier had spent her whole life preparing
for death, she was still scared to die. The Old Woman had spent her
whole life preparing for death and was wise enough to accept him
with open arms. She was more courageous than anyone, even the
soldier, because she accepted the unknown. She accepted what she
could not control.
CHILD
Wow.
DAD gives CHILD a goodnight kiss and tucks them into bed. He turns
out the light and just as he’s about to leave.
CHILD
Hey Dad. I think I’m ready to die.
DAD
Why do you say that?
CHILD
I think I’m like the Old Woman because I’m ready to die.
DAD
Sweetie, you don’t have to think about that for a long time.
CHILD
Yes, I do.
DAD
Why’s that?
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CHILD
Because of all the drills we do at school. The lockdown drills?
They tell us we only do them to be ready for something that won’t
happen, but I don’t believe them.
DAD
Why don’t you believe them?
CHILD
Well. Because. Why would we do them if there’s not something
scary that could happen. But don’t worry Dad. I’m ready to meet
Death. I’ll stand up to him like the Old Woman and say, “I am ready
to die.” And he’ll take me forever.
DAD gives CHILD another kiss and starts to walk out. DAD takes one
last look at his child and walks out.
The stage is dark. Noises are heard behind the audience: footsteps, click-
ing. CHILD hears them too and wakes up, scared.
Blackout.
SCENE 3
[2.3. black background]
SOMEONE is alone. They open their eyes wide and gasp, then a pair of
hands cover SOMEONE’S eyes. Stillness.
Blackout
ANNOUNCER
Welcome back students. Be sure to see the cast list for the school
play and remember to think about staying safe at school because
we’ve had two injuries in the hall so far this year and we’d hate to
have any more.
SCENE 4
[2.4 lunchroom]
A lunchroom can be seen with a focal table where the popular students sit.
There is the normal conversation taking place with everyone except WEIRD
KID. The rest eagerly wait for ALEX as he enters. ALEX is bombarded by a
series of fond greetings as he approaches.
STUDENT #1
Hey Alex, come on over.
ALEX
Guys, did you see the new cast list? It’s honestly crazy that Kary
even got cast after how bad she did in the last show.
CHILD
You’re so right Alex. Wanna sit down?
They see that there are no seats left and all eyes land on WEIRD KID.
STUDENT #1
(To WEIRD KID.) Hey, uhhh, could you move, so Alex can sit
down?
WEIRD KID leaves sheepishly and glances back with a flash of resent.
CHILD
So, Alex, I saw you got the lead. That’s so cool.
STUDENT #1
Yeah, that’s awesome; I’m not even surprised.
ALEX
I know guys. If you get all A’s and practice hard enough, maybe
one day you could get the lead like me.
CHILD
I wish! See you at rehearsal?
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ALEX
My dad’s picking me up for an appointment actually. I’ll see you
guys in school tomorrow.
The scene shifts to ALEX slipping into a dark room and opening the top
drawer of a dresser. ALEX pulls out a gun and stares at it.
Silence. Then blackout.
ANNOUNCER
Make sure to check out the club sign-ups outside the school coun-
selor’s office. Another day at school, another day to make a difference!
Lights up
SCENE 5
[2.5 house]
DAD and CHILD are seen saying goodbye.
DAD
Ok honey. You have everything?
CHILD
Yeah Dad. I never forget anything.
DAD
Good. I’ll see you after school, ok?
CHILD
Ok Dad.
DAD
Wait! You forgot your goodbye kiss!
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CHILD unwilling to give up their goodbye kiss runs back. They embrace
and DAD kisses CHILD on the forehead. DAD holds back tears.
CHILD
I love you Dad. Forever.
DAD
I love you too. Forever.
Spotlight on Dad
Silence.
SCENE5.5
[2.5.5 newsroom]
A family watches their T.V. in the evening.
*News Report Footage*Play scene
As the footage continues, they react at first in shock, but then they slowly
start to become bored with the coverage.
Blackout.
SCENE 6
[dark video off]
Static is heard over the intercom. DAD is still laying on the ground.
He painfully wakes up. He begins his morning routine: brushing his hair,
brushing his teeth, and washing his face. As he finishes washing up, he looks
at his face in the mirror. He attempts to smile. A ringing is heard in his ears.
He gains control of himself again and the static and ringing stops. He then
packs his things for work. As he is packing, he sees the CHILD’S drawing. He
then packs the drawing and leaves his room.
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SCENE 7
[black background]
The show is over. The actors take down the set and pack up.
PETER
Hey Hannah, what’s wrong?
HANNAH
Hey Peter, I don’t know. I just feel like what we’re doing is kinda
fucked up.
This feels all wrong. How can we possibly tell a story that we
haven’t personally experienced? Isn’t this insensitive?
PETER
What do you mean?
HANNAH
It just feels like we’re telling a story that isn’t ours to tell. None of
us are survivors of a school shooting so why do we get to tell stories
about their experiences?
PETER
A lot of people tell stories to cope with their emotions. I know I
do all the time.
HANNAH
Really?
PETER
Yeah. Did I ever tell you about my friend Rowan?
HANNAH
No.
PETER
Rowan and I were the best buds. I mean we were really close.
We both went to a little town in Kansas called Ottawa to take violin
lessons and we did everything together. Even though we were from
two different cities, we found any excuse to hang out. When we were
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in group class, we would always talk, and our teacher had to tell us
to save it for later. But we knew that we wouldn’t see each other until
the next week we had class, so we talked. We would play video games
together when we weren’t in Ottawa, so we always found a way to
hang out together. But
PETER (Continued)
after a while we grew farther and farther apart. And then after a
couple years of not talking I was told that Rowan had died. He was
shot in the street and left for dead.
HANNAH
Oh my gosh. I didn’t know. I’m sorry.
PETER
It’s ok. It’s just hard to talk about, so instead I like to tell stories
about our time together.
HANNAH
But did this even help? We are trying to create change about an
issue that hasn’t even affected us.
PETER
But it has affected us. We wanted to create change because we
all have experience with this issue, even if it’s not first-hand. Even
though we haven’t lived through a school shooting, we’ve all been
impacted somehow.
EMMA
We all have stories. We just don’t talk about them.
HANNAH
Why don’t we?
The cast begins to tell their stories about how school shootings have
affected them. (TURN VIDEO ON—all)
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EMMA
One day during the fall of my senior year of high school, a fellow
student anonymously wrote on social media that they “couldn’t wait
to see the blood on the walls of EHS” that afternoon. The entire school
immediately went into lockdown for the next few hours while the
campus was investigated for threats. I still remember the fear in my
best friend’s eyes and the texts my classmates sent to their parents:
“I’m okay. I love you.” The threat was found not to be credible
but numerous students skipped school during the following days
anyways. Police officers escorted us to our cars that afternoon and
kept a presence at the school for the next couple weeks. To this day
I sit in my college classes and consciously decide what my course of
action will be if a shooter walked through the classroom door.
SANFORD
My experience from the other cast members is quite different. In
my elementary school days, the fear of death was associated with the
take-cover drills with the fear of world war III with a nuclear attack
from the Soviet Union. I also grew up in Detroit, Michigan which was
at times noted as being the murder capital of the USA. We were not
allowed to have guns in our home when growing up in Detroit!
It had to do with my father’s history. Now I realize why my
parents took away and returned a toy gun that I bought that had real-
istic plastic bullets. At the age of 78 I fully understand why. Let me
explain. My father grew up in a rough neighborhood of Detroit. He
got hold of his father’s gun and he was to fight another boy and if he
lost the fight, he planned to shoot him. Luckily, he won the fight but
did get in trouble when my grandmother and grandfather saw holes
in the ceiling of the house when my father first got hold of the gun
and it discharged. But this is only the beginning of the story. When
my father was in his teens, he took a trip to Chicago and it is here
that the story of why no guns in our house when growing up started.
I won’t go into details, but my father got shot in the chest in Chicago
and nearly died. He was of course hospitalized in Chicago and my
grandmother had to take him back to Detroit my train. Growing up
he would show us the bullet hole scar and made it clear that no guns
were allowed in the house!
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JULIE
I was teaching in an elementary school when Columbine hap-
pened. I don’t think it occurred to me that this would be something
that would happen again and again in this country. It was a tragedy,
but not something that would affect me…it would be fixed, right? I
don’t remember being terribly affected in the next few years as I went
to grad school, but shootings continued, and they moved onto college
campuses targeting professors and students, and whoever they found
to target. I have a vivid memory of dreaming that a student entered
my office with a gun, and I was desperately trying to escape when
I woke up. That has stayed with me. That fear. I don’t look at stu-
dents as possible ‘shooters’; I don’t even remember the face or if there
was a personality behind the shooter in my dream, but I remember
the panicked feeling I woke up with. I can’t imagine what students
and teachers who have actually lived through a shooting feel ----but
I admire them for stepping back into a school or learning how to get
up and go again.
HANNAH
One of the most defining moments in my childhood was a normal
Friday afternoon in my homeroom class in middle school. I remember
I was wearing my signature ponytail with a blue feather in my hair,
purple converse, and a jean jacket. It was cold because it was Decem-
ber and I remember it was a cloudy day. As soon as class started our
teacher turned on the small T.V. in the classroom. Breaking news:
school shooting at an elementary school in Connecticut. A bunch of
kids were dead and teachers were dead and even the shooter was
dead. the band teacher started sobbing and had to turn the T.V. off.
The rest of our class time was spent in silence. I don’t remember what
I was thinking but I do remember that was the day, when I was 12
years old, that I began preparing myself to die at school.
PETER
It’s true, the people in front of you have not survived a school
shooting. But along with other students and educators across the
country we live with the tangible fear of it every day. We are the
generation who has seen the highest number of school shootings in
human history and hopefully someday, we will be the generation that
sees the end of them.
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ALL
We are Generation Columbine.
Blackout.
Contributors
as Frog in A Year with Frog and Toad and Bambi Bernet in Curtains
among others. She can’t wait to enjoy live theatre safely once again.
Hanna Strader grew up in a small town and lived in the same house
until after she moved to college. She is a junior legal studies major
hoping to go on into social work in the future. Hanna worked for the
past two years as a desk assistant at Lincoln Hall on campus and met
tons of close friends that way. Her favorite pastimes include playing
video games and accidentally taking too long naps.
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