Coppell Student Media

Letter From the Editor: Reflecting upon experiences before decade ends

Letter From the Editor: Reflecting upon experiences before decade ends

Anthony Cesario, Editor-in-Chief

December 13, 2019

My parents finally sold our piano last month. I can’t pretend I’m all that upset it’s gone. I started off loving the instrument, but the practice requirements, lessons every Saturday morning and the competitions I begrudgingly participated in eventually caused me to resent it. So, after eight yea...

Dear “Real Man”:

Dear “Real Man”:

Yash Ravula, Staff Writer

December 4, 2019

“You don’t look like your age at all!” is one of the most awkward comments when you are short. Standing at about five feet, four and a half inches and very skinny with a prepubescent-looking face, it has been a part of all the family get-together conversations since I can remember.  This is t...

Unseen, but deeply felt

Unseen, but deeply felt

Emma Meehan, Staff Writer

October 10, 2019

My heart pounded as my vision blurred, knees shaking as my body weakened and blood rushed to my feet.  I remember thinking I had a concussion, but not being able to explain the actions of my heart or blood. I was used to my daily run presenting me with some difficulty, but I had never experienced such struggl...

My pain is invisible, not imaginary

My pain is invisible, not imaginary

Angela Yuan, Staff Writer

October 3, 2019

The biggest thing I remember about being undiagnosed is thinking I was perfectly fine when my symptoms were staring me right in the face. Over the summer, I alternated between 12 hours of sleep and 12 hours of sluggishness for days on end, and I saw no problem. Thankfully, my mother did; she ...

Letter From the Editor: Appreciating hometown during final year in Coppell

Letter From the Editor: Appreciating hometown during final year in Coppell

Anthony Cesario, Editor-in-Chief

October 1, 2019

According to my parents, I am very predictable. I groan about the unbearable Texas heat each time I burn my hand on the car seat belt buckle. I sigh dramatically every Sunday evening because “I don’t want to go to school tomorrow.” I stress every day about what will happen to me if I don’t end up at o...

Facing identity crises as a student who moves, reaching out to those who relate

Facing identity crises as a student who moves, reaching out to those who relate

Emma Meehan, Staff Writer

August 30, 2019

Coming back to the United States after spending several years out of the country made me feel like a foreigner at home. The daughter of diplomats, I frequently moved in and out of the country, struggling with adapting to my own culture and what it really meant to be an American.  I lived in Washi...

A scorching experience

A scorching experience

Shravya Mahesh, Entertainment Editor

August 26, 2019

Vacation. I have always related the word with paradise, such as a sunny summer getaway to the Bahamas or the shining sands of Cancun. However, this summer brought me a starkly different definition of the word.  Truthfully, I was excited to go to India. I would finally see my cousins and relati...

How the beauty of my culture helped me embrace it

How the beauty of my culture helped me embrace it

Pramika Kadari, Executive News Editor

May 18, 2019

Nine years ago, my 7-year-old self excitedly climbed onto a school bus for the first time and sat next to a friendly-looking boy. While introducing ourselves to each other, he made a face and said, “your name is really weird”; being the dramatic child I was, I cried to my mother upon returning home that day. I have been embarrassed about my name ever si...

Becoming myself again

Becoming myself again

Umama Suriya, Staff Writer

May 17, 2019

Quiet. She sits there on a desk surrounded by her classmates, silent and looking at her laptop. Trying to work, can’t focus, constantly nodding her head yes to every person who asked her if she was OK. I was born in Pakistan in 2002 and moved to California in 2004, when I was only about 18 months old. Fr...

Saying “I love you” should be embraced, not discouraged

Saying “I love you” should be embraced, not discouraged

Sally Parampottil, Co-Student Life Editor

May 14, 2019

I love saying “I love you.” I say it to my friends and family, my classmates and peers and they always give me, at the very least, a bright smile. It makes them happy to hear. When I hear someone say they love me back, a similar feeling ensues. Yet somehow, people find an issue with the phrase....

Winging it

Winging it

Nicholas Pranske, Executive Sports Editor

May 7, 2019

It was not the turbulence, it was not a weird guy sitting next to me. It was not airport security, it was not even having to wake up at 4 a.m. The strangest thing about my recent flight to John Wayne Airport in Santa Ana, Cailf. was the looks on people’s faces when I told them I am 17 and had nev...

Celebrating teachers as literal superheroes

Celebrating teachers as literal superheroes

Claire Clements, Editorial Page Editor

May 6, 2019

First things first. Teachers deserve the pay of doctors.   Of course, I have to disclose something that just might affect this viewpoint: I have two grandparents, three aunts, three cousins and, perhaps the biggest influence, my mom, April Clements, who are all involved or were involved with edu...