Senior reflection: Kamryn Schultz

By |2019-08-15T14:55:31-07:00May 27th, 2019|Column, Opinions|

Andy Bernard once said, "I wish there was a way to know you're in the good old days, before you've actually left them." From the moment I stepped onto the old elementary campus that no longer exists, to the moment I will step off that auditorium stage with diploma in hand, theres not one memory I wish I could take back. Not one experience I would erase, not one encounter I would forget. Because those moments changed my life. They made me who I am today and who I will become.

Senior Reflection: Sam Cross

By |2019-08-15T14:56:12-07:00May 22nd, 2019|Column, Opinions|

Senior reflects on time spent with staff, life lessons learned Journalism adviser Greg Stobbe storms into the eighth grade science class. He shouted out four last names that fateful day: “Schultz, Rurik, Clem and Cross come with me!” Then eighth grader Sam Cross rose from his seat, following him to his lair: The Feather journalism [...]

Senior Reflection: Alexander Rurik

By |2019-08-15T14:56:38-07:00May 21st, 2019|Column, Opinions|

As I sit to write my thoughts and reflections on high school, I struggle to figure out where to start. I struggle not just with a loss of words, but with an unexpected wave of emotions. To put into writing the effect and experiences of the last four years of my life, specifically in The Feather, is exceedingly difficult, but I will try my best.

Senior reflection: Kaylie Clem

By |2019-08-15T14:57:02-07:00May 20th, 2019|Column, Opinions|

Joining The Feather as a sophomore, the last three years have held countless days completing photo assignments, posting on Instagram and writing photo posts. With this chapter of my life coming to a close, I excitedly look forward to what lies ahead of me. I am so thankful for the growth I experienced during my time on The Feather that makes me feel prepared and ready to take on whatever my future holds.

Senior reflection: Julia Fikse

By |2019-08-15T14:58:32-07:00May 17th, 2019|Column, Opinions, Photos 2018-19|

It seems like only yesterday I walked in Fresno Christian’s convocation for my first day of high school. New faces surrounded me as they introduced their names to ask who I was. Little did I know these people would become my lifelong friends. Before I could even sit down, a whole new world of opportunities awaited me in high school. 

COLUMN: Richie Cortez seeks professional sports journalist advice

By |2019-05-07T18:11:08-07:00May 6th, 2019|Athletics, Column, Opinions, Spring|

The Feather Online traveled to Anaheim for the National High School Journalism Convention, April 25-27, with various sessions for students to go and learn. Over the next few days I was able to attend multiple sessions such as covering tragedy, covering controversy, some of our feather staffers sessions and succeeding in sports journalism. I was most eager to attend succeeding in sports journalism but had no idea what to expect. 

Editorial: Year-end choices still affect college future

By |2019-08-15T14:59:34-07:00May 6th, 2019|Editorial, Opinions|

As students journey into adulthood, they are left to start making choices. While many add to their success, sometimes decisions lead down dire paths like the tendency to stray from a focus and dedication to studies. 

COLUMN: Journalist advocates for oral deaf education program

By |2019-08-15T15:01:19-07:00May 3rd, 2019|Column, Opinions|

When I was little the doctors told my parents that I would never learn the basic skill of talking. Instead, my family worked very hard to make sure that didn’t happen. I spoke in front of the Fresno Unified School District’s Board of Education, on April 3rd,  in support of Birney Elementary School’s Oral Deaf Education program. There has been talk of shutting down the oral education program at Birney and combining it with a sign based program at Norseman.

COLUMN: Journalist shares struggles, triumphs despite hearing loss

By |2019-05-03T15:37:45-07:00April 26th, 2019|Column, Opinions|

Annabelle Messer introduces story of loss, narrative of hope As the warmth of embarrassment drifted down my back, my face transformed into a beet red color. As the classroom is silenced by the teacher’s voice, a loud, stern voice demands me to sit down. Just five minutes before the teacher’s rebuke (in front of everyone), [...]