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| The Storm e-magazine of Louisburg College students |
Welcome to The Storm, the e-magazine of Louisburg College
students and the Louisburg College Community.
The Storm has been published by Louisburg College students
since October of 1998. It began as a hard copy periodical and has
recently moved online. The Storm staff invites you to think of this
as your magazine. If you have news, opinions, or art of any kind
that you'd like to share with the LC community, please allow us to
assist you in that endeavor. In the meantime, we hope you enjoy
the eclectic mix of offerings before you.
students and the Louisburg College Community.
The Storm has been published by Louisburg College students
since October of 1998. It began as a hard copy periodical and has
recently moved online. The Storm staff invites you to think of this
as your magazine. If you have news, opinions, or art of any kind
that you'd like to share with the LC community, please allow us to
assist you in that endeavor. In the meantime, we hope you enjoy
the eclectic mix of offerings before you.
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My Savior, Chance, Dream and Future
(Our featured piece is by first-year Louisburg student Liz Perry.)
Louisburg College. Louisburg is not just a school, it is not just a
college education, and it is not just social times. Louisburg is a
savior, a chance, a dream and a future. I grew up in SE D.C., and saw many of my
friends make bad decisions; I dealt with many of their deaths, convictions, and
problems. I saw my friends be mugged, or mug others. I vowed I never wanted to be
like that, or in those kinds of situations. I moved around a lot, went to seven different
high schools in 2 ½ years, and made my share of mistakes.
Louisburg College is my savior, future, and dream because they took a chance on
me. A chance I intend to take for all it’s worth. They believed in me when no one else
did. You have to want it, you have to never quit, never stop fighting. If you want your
future badly enough, you never stop trying. I want a future, I want my dream. This is
why I attend Louisburg, because they have that. They have my dream; I just have to
earn it. Nothing worth having is free. It takes hard work, dedication, and motivation.
I want that piece of paper. I want to walk across that stage and show all those who
thought I’d be nothing, that I am something. That I am successful, relentless, and a
believer.
Louisburg is my savior. It’s taught me to believe, trust, and be a faithful soldier in
God’s army. It’s my chance. My chance to become the person I want to be. It’s my
dream, because I want it to be. And finally, it’s my future, because nothing is
impossible when you never stop trying.
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My Savior, Chance, Dream and Future
(Our featured piece is by first-year Louisburg student Liz Perry.)
Louisburg College. Louisburg is not just a school, it is not just a
college education, and it is not just social times. Louisburg is a
savior, a chance, a dream and a future. I grew up in SE D.C., and saw many of my
friends make bad decisions; I dealt with many of their deaths, convictions, and
problems. I saw my friends be mugged, or mug others. I vowed I never wanted to be
like that, or in those kinds of situations. I moved around a lot, went to seven different
high schools in 2 ½ years, and made my share of mistakes.
Louisburg College is my savior, future, and dream because they took a chance on
me. A chance I intend to take for all it’s worth. They believed in me when no one else
did. You have to want it, you have to never quit, never stop fighting. If you want your
future badly enough, you never stop trying. I want a future, I want my dream. This is
why I attend Louisburg, because they have that. They have my dream; I just have to
earn it. Nothing worth having is free. It takes hard work, dedication, and motivation.
I want that piece of paper. I want to walk across that stage and show all those who
thought I’d be nothing, that I am something. That I am successful, relentless, and a
believer.
Louisburg is my savior. It’s taught me to believe, trust, and be a faithful soldier in
God’s army. It’s my chance. My chance to become the person I want to be. It’s my
dream, because I want it to be. And finally, it’s my future, because nothing is
impossible when you never stop trying.
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A Life Left Lost
by Noah Putnam
Millions of children across the United States are left to learn life on their
own. According to the National Coalition for the Homelessness, 1.35
million U.S. children are left homeless on any given night, a staggering
number given the “many opportunities” America proclaims. After spending
my whole childhood and youthful years in the city of Chicago, the statistics
turned to real life experiences. I remember many experiences of riding the
city train and glancing to the rear of the train-car to notice children sleeping
on seats, hibernating in sleeping bags and old blankets.
I grew up in a middle class family; I never had to worry about my basic
necessities such as shelter, water, food, clothing and the occasional
surprise toys. As I grew older I began to understand many families do not
have the basic necessities that I thought were given to all. The average
age of a homeless person in the United States is nine, while forty-one
percent of children who are homeless are under the age of five, both
staggering statistics. I cannot imagine the life of a child suffering from
homelessness. The cold, lonely nights with no more than a blanket for
protection.
Many children become subject to the brutalities of the real world at a young,
vulnerable age. Parents are absent because of financial struggles or
drowned by addictions to escape the realization of their failures in life.
Families have become the fastest growing section of the homeless
population, accounting for almost thirty-nine percent.
Children are an essential part of the future of our well-being, sponges
that are willing to soak up every ounce of knowledge presented. Children
should not be without basic necessities, nor should they be deprived of the
support and love of family. Everyday we tend to take for granted the little
blessings we receive. Today I challenge all to notice the little blessings and
multiply them to serve others. A life left lost may be a soul that needs to be
found, the problem is present, and the choice is yours.
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A Life Left Lost
by Noah Putnam
Millions of children across the United States are left to learn life on their
own. According to the National Coalition for the Homelessness, 1.35
million U.S. children are left homeless on any given night, a staggering
number given the “many opportunities” America proclaims. After spending
my whole childhood and youthful years in the city of Chicago, the statistics
turned to real life experiences. I remember many experiences of riding the
city train and glancing to the rear of the train-car to notice children sleeping
on seats, hibernating in sleeping bags and old blankets.
I grew up in a middle class family; I never had to worry about my basic
necessities such as shelter, water, food, clothing and the occasional
surprise toys. As I grew older I began to understand many families do not
have the basic necessities that I thought were given to all. The average
age of a homeless person in the United States is nine, while forty-one
percent of children who are homeless are under the age of five, both
staggering statistics. I cannot imagine the life of a child suffering from
homelessness. The cold, lonely nights with no more than a blanket for
protection.
Many children become subject to the brutalities of the real world at a young,
vulnerable age. Parents are absent because of financial struggles or
drowned by addictions to escape the realization of their failures in life.
Families have become the fastest growing section of the homeless
population, accounting for almost thirty-nine percent.
Children are an essential part of the future of our well-being, sponges
that are willing to soak up every ounce of knowledge presented. Children
should not be without basic necessities, nor should they be deprived of the
support and love of family. Everyday we tend to take for granted the little
blessings we receive. Today I challenge all to notice the little blessings and
multiply them to serve others. A life left lost may be a soul that needs to be
found, the problem is present, and the choice is yours.
