josie on March 25th, 2010

This is a picture of our initial rehearsal with Christopher O’Riley on March 24th.
Sophie and I were selected to appear on NPR’s From the Top at Merrill Auditorium in Portland, Maine and were asked to write about our experience.
On Tuesday afternoon we drove to Portland for our initial rehearsal with pianist and From the [...]

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Pete on December 11th, 2009

In the never-ending attempt to cement physics equations into our brains, we set them to music. Hope you like it.

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Laura on December 7th, 2009

AI Conference: November 14, 2009.
On November 14, Zeb Casperson, Fiona Boyd, and Colin Shott of the Watershed School traveled to Boston University for the annual Amnesty International Conference. Zeb, Fiona, and Colin are all members of the new Amnesty group at Watershed. The group is in the registration process, and will soon become an official [...]

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alison on November 30th, 2009

The Advanced Spanish class has benefited this year from a small class size of only three students. Building on what we did last year, Sophie, Josie, and Thomas have already written some high quality essays on important topics… and yes, 100% EN ESPAÑOL!
All three of them have made enormous progress in their levels of [...]

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Pete on October 12th, 2009

Fog makes you happy. Always has. Especially when it turns into rain. Not the cold, ever-wet kind, or warm keeping-you-damp- for-all-eternity kind; the kind that cools your soul like a giant eye drop.
That rain needs to pour. Clouds thicker than mud, thicker than your brother’s skull crush every living [...]

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Pete on October 12th, 2009

Dead and dry days with
dying faces tooled to the
max.  i’m finished with
my work hung out to dry
the smiling faces of government
officials with great riches,
no response…  the radio response
still stuck with dead silence.
no tick of the clock…
dead silence…
dry days…
dead faces…
no response …
epidemic and tragedy still show
their faces…  dead people
and rubble scattered in all
places…
dry days…
dying faces…

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