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Date: 1/2/2003 5:23:15 PM Eastern Standard Time

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Welcome to the newest and first edition of the True Revolutionist. We tell you the truth about the way we feel as individuals on certain subjects, no editing is allowed except for grammar and spelling unless the grammar or spelling is incorrect to make a point.

Our paper was started when Mrs. Hrivnack of The East Side Newspaper edited out words in our articles that changed the feeling (anorexic=toxic I mean come on!) or completely cut the articles. Abby Wheeler and Cheryl Hatalla started the idea and Elizabeth Morris soon followed. Hopefully you can make the Revolutionist a success!

How?

Tell all your friends to sign up! Read our articles and reply in our editorial! Mostly, take time to think about the articles, and maybe even submit one of your own as a guest writer! With your help we can help make The True Revolutionist a success.

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This Week in the Revolutionist

The Forgotten Piano-A short story

Think-A article meant to intrigue

What Parents really think-How the majority of parents view our lives as teenagers

Support the Revolution-An article about why to recycle with statistics!

Back words books-An article about why books should be printed backwards (idea supplied by Jordan Himes)

Word of the Issue-Gelatinous

Poll of the Issue-Boy bands dead?

Horoscopes-Not to be taken seriously

Recipe of the Issue-Cheesy Ranch Wraps

Memories of 2002-duh

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This Space is Reserved for YOU!

(As cheesy as it may sound)

This is the editorial section. Your place to fume, ask questions, and (hopefully!) compliment anything you see here.

Just email [email protected] with anything. Most likely you'll get in.

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The Forgotten Piano

He sits in the corner. Always left out, and forgotten. His reputation of being an important part of the music world thrown aside. All the violins front and center, the violas nearby. A few bass by the curtains, and the flutes in the back along with the drums. And then there is the piano, he's way back in the corner, behind the curtains. The dust covering his once white keys, now grey. He has been sat on, kicked, pushed, and shoved out of the way. He has been abused, and yet, he stays there. Waiting for someone to run their fingers along his keys, to wipe at least one layer of dust off. He is forgotten. Then a violin says he's out of tune, and begs for the piano to hit a middle C. The piano does as he is asked, and the violin leaves, and forgets the one who put him in tune. But no one bothers with the piano, they take him for granted, they know he'll always be there for them, they don't know that the dust is collecting, and that one of these days he won't be there. The dust will eventually break through the wood, his keys eventually crack and become fragile, his strings will wilt, he will disintegrate into nothing but some wood. All he wants is someone to be his friend, he just wants to be like the rest of you. He wants to be remembered, and not just when someone is out of tune. As for now, the dust still falls, and the keys become weaker and weaker. He won't be there one of these days, will you think of him then.

-Cheryl Hatalla

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*Think*

And so, I'm making my way through the halls. Its only two minutes away from being second period, and I see a girl, with two other girls. The one girl is crying, and says "I can't believe he just broke up with me." I realize its another short lived junior high relationship, I see these everyday. But I just don't get it....

Relationships. Just another ordinary word, yet it causes so much happiness and pain all at once. However at junior high school, these relationships seem to be just little things to keep social statuses high, and gossip levels at a fast pace. But really, should they be like this? Relationships should be based on one thing, love, right? No, not what the person wears, not how that person combs their hair, not social status, and definitely not lust.

And so I wonder. If junior high relationships were really based on love, would they end so quickly? If you actually love the person, would you really break up with them? Love means you care about them, that they are everything to you, that you think about them all the time, and it hurts like hell when you can't be with them. And every time you see them, you just want to hold them in your arms, and never let go. Loving them means, you like who that person really is, you like what they stand for, their views and ideas. So, do you really love them?

And then I wonder what a lot of Jr. high relationships are based on. Is it a possibility that most of them don't last because they are built solidly on lust. Do you love them, or do you just want to sleep with them? Is it their body that keeps you thinking about them 24/7? Could it be that you ask them out because you like the way they look without a shirt on, and then you really get to know them, and it turns out they are a nobody. Their views and ideas are just so unbelievably ridiculous that you can't stand them, and in the end you break up with them?

One thing, what's your relationship based on? I really don't know if that's how junior high relationships are, this is all just a big question for me. And I hope I didn't come across like I know what I am talking about, because I don't, its just a question for me, because that's how things seem. Maybe they aren't like that at all. The winter formal dance make things any clearer, I'm just trying to figure this out. -Cheryl Hatalla

Got questions, comments, answers on this article please email me at [email protected]. Thanks.

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What Parents Really Think

Topic One "The Britney Syndrome"

All girls have heard it. "Too low." "Too Small" "Too Tight" "Do you really want to look like a prostitute?" "Have I really brought you up to think that looks cool?" "You can't wear that to school so you can't buy it."

What girls wear today is a very controversial subject. Girls, with their emerging sexuality, want to do things that show off their new assets. Parents are screaming 'NO NO!" sometimes quietly, sometimes not. Girls want to wear (or do) low rise jeans and low cut shirts. They were clothes that are snug and sometimes revealing. Parents respond defensively and negatively.

Perhaps they are scared. Scared of what you may ask? Scared of they're child being raped, kidnapped, or other wise abused? Scared of their daughter having a "loose" image at school? In some cases they may be horrified that (gasp) their child is attracting boys so they ban all trendy clothing.

When I asked my mother (who is actually quite liberal in my clothing choices) what she, stepping in the shoes of a parent described here, thought a girl my age should wear. After much thought, she replied that we should wear loose jeans that go just below the belly button and loose T-shirts with a normal collar. Nothing tight, nothing with "hottie" on it and nothing that went low.

One has to wonder, didn't our parents have battles with their parents about what they wore? Didn't they become increasingly frustrated? Why are they cursing this upon they're own children? Do they remember or have they silently agreed with their parents? Though many times correct, sometimes parents can be overprotective and shield their children a little too much from the world.

All in all we need to remember, that even though our parents may seem overbearing and stupid at some times, they our parents love us and are rarely trying to gain vengeance, They are just trying to be good parents.

-Elizabeth Morris

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Support the Revolution

Ever think that it might not be about you all the time? Maybe something, someone has a bigger problem? Ok, I confess, I think about me a lot too. Still, it's 2003 and the earth doesn't clean itself. Did you know;

16.6 tons of carbon monoxide is produced by leaf blowers in California EVERY DAY?

3 weeks until carbon monoxide damage can show up in x-rays?

$150 is the average cost of a leaf blower?

$5 is the average cost of a rake?

0 fumes produced by a rake.

It's not just leaf blowers. Pollution is everywhere these days. So do your part, just little things like using both sides of the paper, not using the Styrofoam cups for applesauce and ketchup at lunch, and just turning the water off when you brush your teeth, everything helps. And to all you people out there who have the power (hint*hint) to make a difference, go for it. (You know who you are.) So when you look back at your Jr. High days at the age of 97, you remember making a difference, instead of remembering listening to rap music and not caring about our earth. It's OUR earth so maybe WE should help it sometimes.

-Abigail F. Wheeler

*Info taken from Health magazine

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Backward Books?

We all read, whether it's by choice or whether our English teacher makes us read them. When we learned to read, we read from the front to the back but really, that might not be the best way to read.

In China the first page of a book is in the back and words are read right to left and bottom to top. So why is it that Americans print their books front to back and the words from right to left? It's good enough for billions of people in China, so why isn't it good enough for us? It's an instinct to open a book to the first page but it's more natural to open to the back. In magazines, it doesn't matter as much, which way you read, so a lot of people open to the back and then flip through.

You've probably never thought about it before but for those that have say that, 'yes I would defiantly read more, it would be easier. So realistically, we probably won't change our printing system for a while but when you pick up your next book, just think about how weird it is to open to the front of the book.

-Abigail F. Wheeler

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Word of the issue (use it excessively): Gelatinous (adj.) jello like in consistency.

Poll of the issue (please respond): "Boy bands" - Are they dead?

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Horoscopes for 2003

Aries: This year will be great for money and friends but not for "special" friends.

Fortune Cookie: Save and be saved.

Taurus: This year will flow fairly eventfullless, however, you will be content. Remember for every good event there is a bad.

Fortune Cookie: Look up when walking.

Gemini: This year will seem to fly for you. Be sure to skip every now and then or you will be lost in work.

Fortune Cookie: The bird may be weak but can flee faster than the bear.

Cancer: As your name suggests you will undergo a serious illness or injury. It may not lost long, but will forever sting your memory.

Fortune Cookie: Love someone you hate.

Leo: This year will be pristine if you are strong and vigilent.

Fortune Cookie: Totem Poles have many stories.

Virgo: Be feminine, even if your a guy. Dot worry, It'll help your opposite sex problem.

Fortune Cookie: Live life or live dead.

Libra: Your world is turned upside-down by an unexpected event. This is good.

Fortune Cookie: Flowing Rivers always bring the new.

Scorpio: Think a lot about this year. A lot.

Fortune Cookie: Candles, though small, burn.

Sagittarius: Weigh your morals and fun thsi year. It may not balance out.

Fortune Cookie: Not everything blooms like a rose. Some things bloom like gelatin or yeast.

Aquarius: This year sucks, it's gonna be really crappy. Sorry that's just the was it is.

Fortune Cookie: Smile or fail

Pisces: Expect this year to grow like a tree, very slowly.

Fortune Cookie: Don't underestimate the power of alcohol.

-Elizabeth Morris (DONT TAKE THESE SERIOUSLY!!!)

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Recipe of the Issue

Cheesy Ranch Wrap

1 bottle of ranch dressing

shredded cheese

tortia

1. Squeeze a thick line of ranch dressing in the middle of the tortilla.

2. Sprinkle a handful of shredded cheese down the middle of the tortilla.

3. Roll and eat

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Memories Of 2002

So it's 2003, a new year, kind of like starting over. (Yeah right). In 2003 a lot of things will happen, a lot of us will go to high school, and even though 2002 is just a memory now, it's nice to remember the things that happened. Here's what some of you remember:

Kyle M.

I remember getting ISS and being Mr. Castle's best friend, Julie, my girlfriend, making gum in Eagles, and getting my first kiss. (Though he doesn't kiss and tell.)

Jocelyn H.

I remember being hurt a lot, all the dances and snow days, math class this year because it's really funny, and Shrek in Mr. Grub's room last year.

Blake M.

I started hating my cousin and I like guns - thank you.

Katie C.

Getting a part in Into the Woods, Collin, and making cool, new friends.

Terri S.

I remember 7th period science class last year and going to Lebanon over the summer.

Jordan H.

I remember ice cream, sports center, lifting weights, selling glow sticks, and waking up and running in circles. The time when Franky Cruise fell down the steps and whacked his arm on the wall. When Levi asked out Charlie and got suspended and pop out da egg.

Jessi L.

Liz reading my old diaries and almost giving Jake a makeover.

Care C.

I remember riding my first roller coasters and then after that riding all of the other ones, and learning to snow board. I remember when Abby and I went to Hershey Park and when we were waiting in line to get in someone was playing Eminem REALLY loudly in their car so my dad put on bag pipe music loud, rolled down the windows and drove past the people. They gave us a really weird look.

Liz M.

My parents getting divorced and my dad becoming a "drug addict". And my soccer boys at the end of the summer. It was like I was in a really deep hole and they pulled me out and I was happy again.

Abby W.

I remember breaking into a cop's house to feed their pets and climbing through their window and into their kitchen sink. Getting a part in Into the Woods and the whole lsds/ Lucy In The Sky ordeal. And (ugh) Mr. Mclowsky swinging that arrow thing right at Liz's head and being all, "What don't you trust me?" Everybody's face said, "I'd trust a mass murderer before you." And Gelatinous/Lady of the evening, Herb girl, and ditzy princess.

Always remember 2002 no matter what and best of wishes to you in the New Year!!

-Abigail F. Wheeler

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Staff:

Cheryl Hatalla

Abby Wheeler

Elizabeth Morris