The ADDAMS Family preview
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WRITTEN BY KALE DAVIS
ARTS EDITOR SCIENCE AND TECH EDITOR The Addams Family is coming to Corner Canyon High School! CCHS Theater will be performing this play beginning on November 9th at 7:00pm. There will be six public performances of this show along with one private showing for the middle schoolers at DPMS. The show will be running from November 9th to November 13th with two separate shows on the Saturday. This show will contain some of the most elaborate costuming and makeup out of any of our schools plays.
Regarding this show, I interviewed the lovely Chloe Scott --who plays Alice--. One of the most significant takeaways I received from our conversation is the utter magnitude of work that the cast puts in. Since the second week of school the cast of nearly 80 students has rehearsed from 3:00 to 6:00pm three to five times a week, additionally, they have to rehearse from 8:00am to 3:00pm each Saturday. This means students are rehearsing at least 16 hours a week, and with the couple of weeks prior to the show the cast will be rehearsing 35 to 40 hours per week. On the more personal side, Chloe wanted students to know that the show is going to be extremely weird but really fun. It is far from any of the shows that CCHS has performed and is full of unexpected moments and scenes. Furthermore, it is rife with eccentric and memorable characters that are bound to keep the audience entertained. Another aspect of this play that she wanted to highlight is how wide of a variety of people are participating. It is a combination of every single different group within performing arts --besides choir- all coming together to create a phenomenal performance. Something I would like to highlight is how heavily the cast's lives are centered around the proper preparation for these shows. As said by Chloe, "It's nearly all you do, you go to school, go to rehearsal, do homework, and repeat this cycle nearly every day." It is obvious that the students of CCHS Theater are putting their hearts and souls into this play. And from what I've heard, it is one you absolutely should stop by and see. 
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ADDAMS FAMILY CAST LISTGomez Addams: Jo Rose
Morticia Addams: Alyssa Miller Uncle Fester: Jax Kimball Grandma: Ally Ni Wednesday Addams: Alheli Pohlman Pugsley Addams: Morgan Garcia Lurch: Beck Thompson Mal Beineke: Quinn Sackewitz Alice Beineke: Chloe Scott Lucas Beineke: Henry McDowell Monsters Under the Bed: Abby Holland and Reese Jones Dance Captain: Autumn Jensen 
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PRintMaking
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WRITTEN BY KALE DAVIS
ARTS EDITOR SCIENCE AND TECH EDITOR This is one of the more elusive courses taught at Corner Canyon High School. Many people come into it with no clue what to expect or for it to be a different course entirely. Printmaking 1 teaches a very wide variety of subjects ranging from linocuts to screen printing and a lot in between. Additionally, students learn a specter of information such as, “techniques, applications, materials, tools, ink types, paper types, etc.” Furthermore, Mrs. Riley states that many students who don’t enjoy typical forms of visual arts may have a love for printmaking. This is because in contrast, it is very “interactive, manual, and hands on” which is beneficial for those who don’t enjoy sitting for long periods of time.
I have chosen to focus on printmaking because of its skyrocketing popularity within CCHS. I remember when printmaking was first introduced last year, and only had one period for one semester; however, everyone loved it. This is heavily demonstrated by the significant increase this year, there are now two periods and both filled almost immediately. This gives rise to a question that heavily fascinates me, will there be a Printmaking 2? During my discussions with Mrs. Riley she stated, [she would like to] implement a Printmaking 2 class, doing more dangerous printmaking types (like with acid) and more advanced techniques [mass production and woodblock]” She additionally mentioned that she really hopes this will happen because it is her passion class, and something she believes isn’t taught and loved as widely as it should be. I chose to speak with one of printmaking's best students, Ember Boyles, who enjoyed the class so much she chose to take it a second time. She discussed her adoration for printmaking due to its “infinite possibilities” in the rearranging of linocuts to create a multitude of different artworks. Furthermore, she believes that Printmaking 2 is likely to happen and could be an amazing opportunity for those who enjoyed Printmaking 1 to be able to dive deeper and concentrate their focus on what they initially enjoyed.
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PUBLIC OPINION REGARDING PRINTMAKINGI have seen a wide variety of opinions regarding printmaking, but a commonly regarded one is that it is easier or has less value than a traditional artwork. As someone who has been doing art my entire life and who has also dabbled in printmaking, I disagree with this claim. Just because an artist isn’t spending tens or hundreds of hours sitting and working on a painting doesn’t mean their art doesn’t have value. As stated by Tribeca Printworks, in “History of Printmaking” it requires “incredible handiwork” and “ingenuity” to create a great piece. People should not try to compare it to other traditional forms of art and rather acknowledge both of their importance throughout the world along with the fact they both have their own unique difficulties and uses.
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TINY MEMOIR WINNERS FROM MRS. BOWN'S SENIOR ENGLISH CLASSES
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BY MRS. ARNA BOWN
CHRONICLE ADVISER AND SENIOR ENGLISH TEACHER After a fierce competition, the winners of the first annual TINY MEMOIR contest have emerged triumphant. A Tiny Memoir is a 100-word personal story or opinion piece designed to capture an audience quickly and emotionally. Winners were first selected in small groups and then completed for the top honors in each class. Treats were awarded and egos boosted. EMERSYN DICKSON What did I forget? I wake up to ringing in my ear. I slowly make out numbers on my clock, “5:15 a.m.” I can’t get up, but I have no choice. I feel like I’m 1,000 pounds as I peel myself off my bed. After practice, I go straight to school and try not to fall asleep. Then, I go to more practice. 6 more hours of overworking my body. I finally get home, it’s 10:00 p.m. All I want to do is collapse onto my bed and prepare myself to do it all again tomorrow--but wait. I have homework. EMILY NEWBY Pens. If you are going to use pens it should have a smooth flow, meaning the ink shouldn’t randomly stop and then continue as normal. If you are using a colored pen it would continue to be that color till the end of the pen's usage. Pencils are nice sometimes because you can erase a mistake but they break rather quickly and the eraser runs out. Either the pen might break or the ink cartridge might break and spill out---regardless, pens are better than pencils. MIKEY O'NEAL Love Story. I can't stop thinking about her. The clock ticks seemingly backward. I’m clicking my pen. Tapping my feet. Can this go by any slower? I see her almost every day and yet I’m always so excited. The bell rings. I’m in the car. My heart races as I walk up to the door. She greets me with a full atmosphere. We enjoy each other's company as we do various things. By the end of it, I can hardly breathe. I wipe the sweat from my head as I grab a drink. Girls? Scared to talk to them. She’s the gym. HALLE HAWKINS The rope swing. I clamber up the tree, my legs shaking and hands aching. Just a few more feet till I reach the steady platform. I collapse at the top and scoot to the edge. Looking down I see the water and my two friends giggling at me. They offer advice to build my courage as I grab the skimpy excuse for a rope. I feel my heart pounding as I peer over the edge one final time to ensure the water hasn’t moved... it hasn’t. I take the leap and hear my friend, standing below, shout her final advice “Don’t be dead!” ROAN THOMAS Don't bug me. Day to day we despise them, step on them, and often, hardly consider them living creatures... Living is a low bar, yet we forget them nevertheless. Bugs are incredible creatures, so different from us all, but when the teacher asks, what types of animal do we know, we say Mammal, Reptile, and Amphibian, but never mention Bug... Bees give us honey. Ants are master builders. Spiders kill the bad ones. Roaches never die. Bugs are incredible creatures, but we treat them like dirt. If you could give a bug a hug, next time, please think twice before you smoosh. GWEN CURRY To That 12 Year Old I miss you, you know. It’s been 5 years now. So much has happened. I’ve changed a lot since we last were together. I wish I could’ve brought you with me. We moved again. I’m in high school. I’ve accomplished a lot. I started wrestling and made so much progress at softball. Although I haven’t seen you in a long time, I think of you often. It’s because of you that I’m here. I know what I want to do with my life, and that’s because of your dreams. Soon, I’ll be flying high, just like you dreamt. Thank you. VIVIENNE HUH Mundane joys of summer Waking up with the sun high in the sky, birds were not chirping anymore. Summer was a gift, truly. Getting to hangout with my friends, without the sun setting too fast, the sun was our guardian. The sun watched us play under its large blanket of sun rays. It stung when we needed its shelter the most, because the other shelter many of us call home, was a dread to go back to. It was the simple things, like enjoying a picnic on the hill and enjoying crafts with friends. Summer was gone, the sun-kissed you and I goodbyes. AMAYA KANO Tummy tucks and steroids Social Media is detrimental to you. Photoshopped, cut and trimmed pictures. From shrunken waist to enlarged muscles. And blurred pores to enhanced features. No one knows it’s all a hoax. How can children meet the expectations of models and bodybuilders? You can’t match tummy tucks and steroids. The image of a real woman has been distorted. And the bodies of men have been colossally transformed. Children see and compare. But they’ll never amount to the unrealistic expectations of social media. Death scrolling through fake men and women kills a young person's self-confidence and mental health. And the cycle repeats. |
RYN LINKOUS
The Superior Music Why do people hate country music?! I find it impossible to ignore the allure of the genre. The singer’s twangy accent is comfortingly familiar– as if someone were addressing you as “you” rather than “thee”. Guitar – acoustic, not electric, you uneducated peanuts – increases my longing for peaceful country roads... take me hooooooome... to the plaaaaaace... Gah! Getting distracted. That’s another thing: country music gets in your head and stays there, but in a good way. Country music is a warm blanket; not brand new, no. It’s your baby blanket, worn down but comforting. It’s stayed constant through everything that changes. EMBER BOYLES Leaving Reality Wind whipping through my hair, running through the trees. Knife in hand, the thrill of the hunt coursing through my veins. My footsteps turn silent as I come closer to the cove and see a baby fawn and her mother taking a nap through the foliage. I can’t make a noise or I may not have a meal tonight before the race. “Hey!” a disembodied voice yells, “Hey!” They need to stop yelling or the deer are going to leave. A hand grips my shoulder and shakes me. “Stop reading and listen.” Reality comes back and the scene melts away. NATE GIBBONS Ryan Gosling is Me Ryan Gosling is my favorite actor. He is a man of many faces however he never fails to relate to me and my life. I see myself in many of his characters. Blade Runner 2049. A mysterious agent who is searching for the truth about himself. Lars and The Real Girl. A man longing for a real relationship. Barbie. A man who goes on a journey of self discovery. Drive. A man who drives a car and wears a cool jacket. La La Land. An aspiring piano player who loves jazz. No matter what movie it is, I’m so him. ANDRE DIDIER The time I used to love When my friends ask me how I’m doing it takes everything in me to fake a smile and say I'm good although inside I'm torn. I fell so hard for you and loved you with my soul. The day you left it shattered. Our love was gone and what was left for me was to love you from a distance and move on even though you were still my everything. I thought you were my book and now you are just a chapter in my life. From strangers to friends, friends into lovers, to strangers again. I miss you <3. Q HARKER Walking into the hospital mom holding my hand uncles, aunts, friends by my side walking through corridors turning around corners. We waited by the elevator for what seemed like an eternity. As we went up I could feel the reality setting in as hundreds of boulders began gathering into the pit of my stomach. As we exited the elevator we walked to the patient room and there they were. Beaten, bruised, battered, eyes bruised and swollen shut, body covered in bandages, machines across the wall keeping them alive for now. I choked on my own words “I love you dad”. HUDSON HOOPES Another Closing Shift“Huff.” I walk into the back and into the locker room. I tear off my shirt and shoot it into the hamper. I snatch my bag and head to my car. Another huff as I sit in my car and take off my boots. I start to drive. I watch the street lights. I pass the highway. 12:19. My Mom and Dad are probably asleep. I could get to Arizona before anyone wakes up. I could go anywhere. California? “Why not?!” I slam the door wanting to break it. Walking into my room and collapsing on my bed. “Huff.” RAJA PURBA Hellcat As I walked into the dealership, there it was. The absolute beauty of the Dodge hellcat widebody astonished me. The angelic noises of the supercharged engine ignited my excitement. I knew that I had to have this car. Over the week, as negotiations went on, my anxiety grew, and my emotions got stronger. Finally the keys were handed over. I was more excited than a child on christmas morning. As I hit the gas, the tires ripped through the open road in front of me. Each rev of the engine was a symphony of power, and a reminder that dreams, even the ones with four wheels, do indeed come true. GIL CURRY Senioritis, an obsessive looming monster for seniors, hovers like impending doom, ready to pounce, much like the strike of an ominous clock. However, its malevolence strikes at grades rather than health. Unbiased in its choice of victims, senioritis descends upon all, whether through the fog of exhaustion or the temptation to evade classes. Despite its varied masks, it remains a patient predator, anticipating every senior's vulnerability. Its onset is subtle, a missed assignment here, a ditched class there. But once the weight of its looming doom draws near it is too late, unless the fateful date is far enough away. POSTED 9/20/23 
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