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CFHS musicians answer, “If you could perform a popular song for people, what would you play?” ¨I would love to play ‘All About That Bass’ by Meghan Trainor, because it’s all about that bass and so am I¨ —band student Luke Beisner ¨If we could play ‘Anaconda’ by Nicki Minaj, it would make my life because this song is my inspiration,¨ —band student Katy Lockard

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Sophomore Tim Bass performs with the rest of the marching band during halftime at a recent football game. The band will be competing at Dubuque Senior on Saturday, Oct. 11 at 2:05 p.m.

Musicians offer performances Concerts and contests from the state marching band, string orchestra and choir are coming up, and students from each of these events will be playing songs that they have practiced.

Everyone is welcome to attend the concerts and contests. Payments will be accepted at the front entrance on the day of the events.

The state marching band will be held at Dubuque Senior High School on Oct. 11, at 2:05

p.m. Tickets are $5 for adults and $4 for students.

The string orchestra concert will be held at the high school on Oct. 14, at 7:30 p.m. Tickets are $5 for adults and $4 for students.

The choir concert will be held in the Claire C. Stanard Auditorium on Oct. 20 at 7:30 p.m. Tickets are $5 for adults and $4 for students.

By Staff Writer Dino

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Food Drive kicks off The annual food drive among schools in the Cedar Valley has always been a way to show the community how much students care about the people who are less fortunate, and this year is no different.

The food drive also rouses a large competitive nature among local schools. Last year, the Tigers fell short of their 25,000 pound goal set at the beginning of the food drive but still won the food drive. All of the schools in the Cedar Valley came together to raise over 16 tons of food for less fortunate people in the area.

This year’s food drive began on Sept. 29 with an event where the Tigers won $100

to go towards the school’s total. It was the Hunger Action Challenge trivia contest, which many schools from the Cedar Valley attended.

The contest itself covered topics that could be found on the Northeast Iowa Food Bank’s website. Cedar Falls High School was represented in the trivia by junior Michael Flanscha and senior Savannah Lipinski.

Flascha enjoyed the experience. “It’s great to see all of the schools in the area come together to fight hunger,” Flanscha said. “We were excited to win $100 for our school.”

Counselor Erin Gardner said that the food drive helps

everyone in the community.

“There are many people in our community who take food for granted and many who go hungry on a daily basis,” Gardner said. “The food drive is an easy way to give back. Cans of food are cheap, and it’s easy to bring them to the high school.”

Flanscha said he feels the same way.

“Students should participate in the food drive because it is a great way to fight hunger and make a difference in our community,” Flanscha said.

In addition to many events lined up to raise donations, fifth period classes will be competing to bring in the most donations. The winning class will

¨I want to play the soundtrack from ‘Lord of the Rings’ again because, it is the most epic and uplifting music you will ever hear.”

—orchestra student, Harrison Sims ¨I would love to play ‘A Sky Full of Stars’ by Coldplay because they are my favorite band.¨ —orchestra student Savannah Lipinski ¨I would love to play ‘Turn Down for What’ by DJ Snake and Lil Jon because, por qué no?¨ —choir student Conrad Nichols ¨I would like to play ‘Chandelier’ by Sia because, it’s a fun and catchy song.¨ —choir student Bianca Ryckert

Food Drive Calendar Oct.14 Leadership students collecting at the volleyball game Oct. 17 6-8 p.m. Leadership students collecting at football game Oct. 22 Pay to wear jeans — staff Oct. 27 Leadership students collecting at Hy-Vee and Fareway Oct. 28 Powder Puff Volleyball — 10th boys, 11th boys, 12th boys, all staff — All welcome to watch.

Oct. 30 5:30-7 p.m. Trunk or Treat with concession (chili, hotdogs, hot chocolate) Oct. 31 Pay to wear a Halloween costume at school Oct. 31 Leadership students will go trick-or-treating for cans Nov. 3 Dinner at Pizza Ranch earn a pizza party.

Both junior highs, Hansen and North Cedar are also con-

tributing to the drive.

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America must face ebola, other impending tests

Sometimes it seems our nation is like a student with senioritis when it comes to addressing the big issues. We see the need for action mounting like a storm cloud on the horizon. All of the experts and data point to a need to get to work right away to face the approaching tempest, yet, instead of redoubling our efforts to prepare for action in facing the needs plainly nearing, we slack off. Sometimes we debate whether we can even believe what the radar has clearly shown to be heading our way. Then, as the last minutes tick away, we quickly realize there isn’t much time left before things get totally out of hand. The winds pick up and sacrifice some to needless loss. In this hour of do or die, sometimes the last minute cram sessions come through. Sometimes they don’t.

Ebola is an example of America’s senioritis. Everyone knew how serious of a disease Ebola was and that it is nothing to mess around with or joke about. Ebola is an infectious and generally fatal disease marked by fever and severe internal bleeding. It is spread through contact with infected body fluids. Ebola as of now does not have a cure, and it has led to thousands of deaths in West Africa. When the outbreak in West Africa started to get serious, the United States realized how big of a problem it could become, but what did we do about it then? Yes, we sent people to help, but not nearly enough. We didn’t really make that big of deal about it until the first two Americans were diagnosed with ebola while they were doing mission work in West Africa. Shortly after that, the whole ebola outbreak blew up after the first case was found in Texas. What would the ebola outbreak look like now if the United States got on top of it right away and had been working on this even before the outbreak got serious? Maybe it wouldn’t have even come to our shores.

There are many serious challenges facing our nation, and maybe it’s time we start making a change in the way we go about solving them. We need to leave the politics aside, listen to the educated, do our homework and dig in daily. Ebola is just an example. Stopping the growth of ISIS is another. As is climate change.

Now that ebola has spread to the United States, people are realizing how serious of a problem it is. After the recent case of the Liberian who came to America after contracting the disease, there is now a potential of about 48 more cases.

The spread of ebola in the United States hasn’t become a huge problem yet, but we need to stay on this issue and educate ourselves — all of us — on what to do.

As of now, there is no medicine that can be given to the ebola patients to cure it, and the Liberian man that was found here died on Wednesday. The United States needs to get on top of the ebola outbreak before it is too late. It’s time we stop the twittering, move to the front of the class and prepare to ace this test. It would be even greater if we could apply this lesson to many of the other mounting trials plainly approaching on America’s horizon.

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To Tweet or Not to Tweet

Editor wrestles with Twittering questions It all started on July 25, 2011, at 1:16 p.m. “lockout is over #thankthelord” I tweeted for the very first time. I was new to the Twitter world, and I felt alone and confused. Was I supposed to use a hashtag every tweet? What even is a hashtag?

Can you #hashtag?

I was just rolling with the punches as I was still primarily dedicated to facebook and the wonderful days of “like for a truth is …” and “why what’s up?” where my facebook friends would “like” my post, and I would post some completely made up heartfelt message for them. Usually I would say, “I don’t really know you that well, but that should change,” or sometimes I would dig deep into my creative, loving soul, and pull out a “you’re pretty cool, hit me up.”

At a junior high student council meeting, we were reviewing how to be safe online.

The instructor asked how many facebook friends we had, and when he asked if anyone had over 600 friends, and I was the only one to raise their hand, I was without a doubt cemented into the realm of awesomeness.

After that, everything changed. My mother punished me by taking my phone away from me for deleting her as a friend on facebook too many times. I knew something had to give in a world of social media, infested with adults. That’s when the brand new world of Twitter started to arise. It was scary, new and bold, but we had to take a chance; we had to escape the parental controlled realm of social media.

I started thinking of a name for myself on Twitter, and so I used the nickname I had been given from my third grade baseball team, The Glove, and combined it with my favorite time in the day 4:44, creating the genius that was @TheGlove444.

Nineteen of my first 21 tweets were about football, and I’m sure the eight loyal followers I had were very intrigued by what I had to say. Then one day my friend told me she wasn’t going to follow me on twitter because I “only tweet dumb stuff about sports,” I was appalled, shocked and hurt.

Looking back on it I probably should have turned around and told my “friend” to pull the

knife out of my back that she so graciously yet fictitiously inserted.

But I knew she was right.

How could Facebook’s most popular person in the Holmes Junior High student council only have eight followers? I stopped tweeting about sports at a 90.5 percent rate and tried being more creative. A 2 a.m.

Twitter name change to something more creative might give me a leg up. After multiple rejections saying “name taken,” I was #blest to finally conclude my search with the creative and descriptive @TheNamesAustin.

I worked my way up to 135 followers heading into high school and tried to get more into Twitter.

Going into my senior year, I thought I had reached the pinnacle of the twitter world, 500 followers. What was my prize? I got to throw it in the faces of my friends who had not reached this legendary number. I was back into the realm of awesomeness that had evaded me since my junior high Facebook days.

Then my friend decided to give up social media for his English class and dared me to give up twitter for a week.

That’s easy, I thought. I don’t care about most of these people anyways. I uninstalled the app from my iPhone 5s home screen in under a minute of him daring me.

I caved three hours later.

I reinstalled the app and figured I just wouldn’t get on it during the class we had together. He doesn’t have Twitter anyway, so I thought, he won’t even be able to see me.

That very next day it hit me.

I didn’t control Twitter, Twitter controlled me.

I was addicted to Twitter.

The very first night I lay in bed at a time I normally would check Twitter and looked at the same Instagram pictures I had seen at least 10 times by then.

I even found myself scrolling facebook multiple times a day now, where before I wouldn’t think about clicking on that blue app with the white F on it for days or even weeks at a time.

I was looking for anything I could to fill the gapping hole I had in my days and heart that was previously completely devoted to Twitter. I missed it so much, which makes no sense

considering most of the time I am on twitter I just get annoyed with the idiocy of people’s tweets. Yes, I see that you are having a great time with your best friend at the lake, but it seems like if you were really having a great time then you wouldn’t have to prove it to others.

Just the other day I saw a couple on a date eating a meal while on their phones the entire time. I can’t claim to be a relationship expert, but that certainly doesn’t seem like the night of your life out on the town.

Then there was some breaking news that I didn’t get to read about the moment it happened, and I didn’t get to see all of the Twitter fights first hand, but I still heard about them even if it wasn’t milliseconds after it happened.

Yes Twitter is one of the most impressive technological forms of communication, and when used properly, it can be very beneficial, but it also has many downsides. All things considered, when my time was up, I was still pretty excited to see my mentions blowing up with people tweeting and following me. After all, I had been gone an entire week.

I had one notification. It was a spam account that followed me. And then already unfollowed me.

I missed over 5,000 tweets from my timeline that I will never get the opportunity to see.

The Twitter world didn’t shut down in my absence; in fact, it seemed to thrive better than ever. It was a struggle to make it through the week, and I missed it very much. But it couldn’t care any less than it did. I only told three people I was giving up Twitter for a week. Nobody else mentioned a single word about it to me.

Nobody noticed and nobody cared. I discovered that Twitter opened me up and used me.

Twitter controlled me. After a week free from the demon, I feel ready to take on a new life without (as much) Twitter. I might read a book with all my new free time, do some research on an appealing topic, or even, heaven forbid, have actual human interaction with my friends, peers and acquaintances. Take that, Twitter.

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Junior uses football, faith and family to reset his playbook Student’s journey to Cedar Falls follows path of broken family, struggles with drugs and fights with authorities

Story by Austin Anderson Editor-in-Chief Adrian Diaz burst through the line of scrimmage, past the would be blockers for Iowa City High on the opening Friday night of his junior football season.

With his arms extended, he blocked the Little Hawks punt, scooped it up and didn’t stop sprinting until he crossed the goal line. He raised his arms and was swarmed by his teammates after scoring the first touchdown of the season for his Tigers under improbable circumstances. The circumstances weren’t improbable because a blocked punt returned for a touchdown is rare. They were improbable because Adrian Diaz is lucky to be alive.

Born in Honduras, the country with the highest murder rate in the world, Diaz grew up in a house made of mud with his two sisters, four cousins and grandmother. His mother was living in the United States working construction and sending whatever money she could afford back to her family, 900 miles away. His dad left his family before Diaz was born.

Without a father figure, Diaz would do anything people told him to do. He threw rocks at cops and was chased throughout the city, swore at his teachers and broke windows.

He was so bad that he was expelled from school in the first grade.

Terrified to tell his grandmother, he took the note of expulsion, put it under his grandma’s sewing machine and pretended everything was normal. “She found the note and freaked out. She couldn’t believe it,” Diaz said.

His grandma called his uncle, who normally would come to do the disciplining. Diaz immediately sat down and said the Lord’s prayer in hopes of him not coming to beat Diaz, and perhaps someone was listening, for his uncle never showed up.

In Honduras, if you left any belongings outside overnight, they would not be there the next morning. So when

Diaz’s grandmother told him of a place where you could leave your doors opened and your valuables outside, he was intrigued. As far as he knew, the United States was a land of big cities, wealth and kindness. So when his mother called him when he was eight years old and told him to pack his stuff up and move to the United States, she assumed he would be excited. He didn’t want to go and leave his friends and grandmother behind, but eventually, he obliged.

When Diaz and his two sisters arrived in Florida, he was shocked. “It was all swampy, woods everywhere, and I was like ‘what is this?’”

Even though it wasn’t what he was expecting, he was still excited to live with his step-dad (whom he called Dad), his mom and his two sisters. After eating beans and rice nearly every day, he got to try chocolate ice cream and Dr. Pepper for the first time. “It was disgusting,” Diaz said. “My mom said try it, you’ll like it. I tried it and hated it, but now I got used to it and like it.”

The excitement quickly faded away as he started first grade in a new country, without knowing any English. He got made fun of constantly, which started building on the anger he had inside of him, and failed the first grade.

At home he started smelling a weird smell coming from his step-dad’s room as well as 10 plants growing in his backyard. Diaz went to the library and happened to flip to a page in a book that showed the picture of the plant that was growing in his backyard. It was marijuana and his step-dad had been growing it and smoking it regularly.

When Diaz was nine, he refused to do the dishes. His step-dad, filled with rage, started beating him with a computer cord until his eye started to bleed.

His mom tried stepping in, but his stepdad grabbed her and started to choke her against the wall. Diaz needed to do something to help his mom, so he went and grabbed a knife and held it at his step-father. His step-dad let his mom go, then grabbed the knife out of Diaz’s hands and told him if he ever did that again he was going to use it on him. “I was heartbroken. I couldn’t believe this was my life,” Diaz said.

Diaz’s step-father would often go out hunting and return late at night or in the

His step-dad let his mom go, then grabbed the knife out of Diaz’s hands and told him if he ever did that again he was going to use it on him. “I was heartbroken. I couldn’t believe this was my life,” Diaz said. early morning, but one time he didn’t come home. He had been arrested, and in order to avoid jail time, he and Diaz’s mother fled back to Honduras, leaving Diaz and his sister alone with their older sister, who was barely 19. “She said she was done with us,” he said with a quiver in his voice.

While in Honduras, his step-dad beat up Diaz’s mom, cheated on her and cut up her passport so she couldn’t return home to her kids in the United States. Meanwhile, Diaz had moved from Florida to Virginia to Indianapolis back to Virginia and then back to Florida where he reunited with his mother after she ended it with her husband.

In Florida is where Diaz hit the lowest point of his life. He started hanging out around kids who did drugs and drank alcohol, and he slipped right into that lifestyle. He skipped weeks of school at a time, but when he did go, he would stare at a wall and do nothing or intentionally get into fights with the other kids. “My heart was filled with so much darkness that I would come to school and want to fight.”

Diaz got in the face of a member of the Bloods and started a fight. Afterwards he was in the principal’s office crying and apologizing. “To tell you the truth, I don’t think I was sorry. I just wanted to get out of the situation,” he said.

The next day that kid came up to Diaz in the streets and lifted up his shirt. revealing a gun attached to his hip. “I didn’t know what to do,” Diaz said. “I was paralyzed when I saw the gun.”

His role model Joe, who got Diaz into weight lifting and refrained from drugs and alcohol, talked the kid out of using the gun on Diaz. He wasn’t shot, a fate that two of Diaz’s uncles couldn’t avoid in Honduras as they were involved with drug cartels and killed.

Diaz would spend months away from home, staying nights at Joe’s house, but

not before long, even his role model started using drugs, drinking alcohol and using weapons.

After a year of living in Florida, his uncle gave his mother’s phone number to a man he worked with. After a few months of talking on the phone and never meeting in person, his mother packed up and moved to Iowa to live with his uncle and be closer to her mom’s new boyfriend. Diaz wasn’t happy about his mom choosing a guy over her kids again and threatened to “beat him up if he ever tried to talk to me.”

In Iowa, Adrian was able to release some of the anger he had built up through sports. The first sport he tried his hand at was wrestling. While wrestling coach Will Carter, Adrian shot a double leg takedown that Carter described as the best double he’d ever had shot against him in all his years of coaching. Carter, who doubled as the freshman football coach at the time, then easily convinced Diaz to go out for football even though he had never played before. “I didn’t see more challenges with Adrian than you do with any other freshman except for the fact that we were not just adding on to the knowledge, we were starting the foundation,” Carter said.

Diaz immediately started at both fullback and linebacker on the freshman team due to his talent and work ethic displayed by the many early morning weight room sessions he attended.

“Anyone coming in at 5:45 a.m. on a consistent basis shows great work ethic.

When Adrian sets goals, he usually gets them,” Carter said.

Even after replacing the bad in his life with sports, Diaz still didn’t feel like himself. At home, Diaz’s uncle held that he was giving them a place to live over their heads. He would call his mom a bad mother and one day Diaz just lost New Ball Game continued on Page 4

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Guys dancing toward fourth title The all male dance team has established a strong history of winning. The team has only been around for six years, and last year, the team won the state competition for the fourth year in a row.

This year, the team has 23 dancers as opposed to last year’s 14 dancers, so prospects of winning a fifth state year are looking good.

Coach Gayle Bruene is encouraged by the team so far.

“They are doing a wonderful job learning the routine so far,” Bruene said. “With a larger group it will take more practice, but they are off to a great start.”

The team has been practicing for the past six weeks and is training hard for the state competition, which is in early December.

The state competition is at the Wells Fargo Arena in Des Moines. Each of the participating teams is given a chance to perform in front of judges and a crowd, and after each dance, the teams are scored and ranked. The tournament normally lasts three days because all of the dance teams, such as coed dance, perform.

Senior Hiram Marquez, who is one of four senior captains along with Brian Keiser, Adrian Amjadi and Seth Van Roosendaal, said that there is nothing like performing in the arena.

“At first you’re sort of nervous, but as the dance progresses and all of the men and women in the crowd begin to cheer for you and your team, you start to get excited,” Marquez said. “At the end you realize that all of the weeks of training were worth it.

Also according to Marquez, the team has changed its dance routine a bit from last year.

“We have something special planned this year that is different from dances that we have done in the past,” Marquez said. “If you want to find out what it is, you’ll have to come and watch us on Dec. 5.”

The current team has seven sophomores, nine juniors and eight seniors. The seven sophomores this year are more than the team has ever had, and the team is looking forward to the talent coming through.

Because of this, junior Nathan Doyle says he thinks that the future is bright for All Male.

“All the new guys on the team are learning and catching on quickly, so the team will have a solid base for upcoming years. The new guys will be able to come back next year and encourage others to join so we can continue traditions that make all male dance a blast,” Doyle said.

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it. “I took off my shirt. Something came over me. I have never been that pissed.”

After his uncle refused to fight, Diaz sprinted outside through the snow and cold without a shirt on and fell to his knees in the barn as tears streamed down his face and asked God, “Why is it always about money?”

After that, Diaz’s PE teacher, Corey Peters, invited him to attend a Fellowship of Christian Athletes (FCA) meeting that Peters was in charge of. “I was impressed with his work ethic and his humility. Adrian has a huge heart. That is a gift from God. It needed a little dusting off. He was living in a very stressful environment. He was carrying some significant hurts and scars,” Peters said.

Diaz didn’t really want to go and skipped the first meeting Peters told him to go to.

However, Diaz ended up going to the next meeting, a meeting that would change his

life forever. Diaz gave himself to Christ that night and has never looked back to his old life since. “I felt like I was on clouds. I couldn’t breath. It was crazy. I’ve never felt that way.

Every detail in the room was so bright. I was so happy.”

He continued to go to FCA and discovered that he and Peters have had a similar childhood. Peters’ biological father left his family, choosing not to be in their lives, and moved to Oregon. He often acted out and got into trouble in school.

When he went to live with his father in Oregon for a period of time, he discovered his father was into drugs, and he was living in a drug house. But after digging into the Bible, he discovered a forgiving God that would change him forever.

After many FCA meetings, Peters’ family dinners and work in the community, Peters’ became the father Diaz always wanted. “I still go hang out with his family. They love me

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Sam Schillinger Cross Country

Sophomore Sam Schillinger is pacing the Tigers this season.

After being the fastest freshman ever at Cedar Falls, he is on pace to be the fastest sophomore ever and is helping his cause with meet wins at the Rich Engel Classic and the metro meet.

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Sharing the pain of girl trouble with the crowd at the state dance contest last year, senior Brian Keiser gets lost in the moves of “Troublemaker.” very much. His son and daughter think I am their brother.

They check up on me every day, ‘Adrian, do you need this.

Do you need that?’”

Together they have gone into rough communities and given a wheelchair to someone who didn’t have one, given diapers to a single mom who had her last diaper on her baby and didn’t know where the next one was coming from.

The only package of diapers they had left was the exact size she needed. They saw a former prison inmate who was screaming at people and getting ready to fight start to cry and hug them because they offered prayer to him. They even accompanied each other to Chicago to go to tough neighborhoods and hand out over 450 basketballs.

For as much as Peters has helped Diaz, Diaz has helped Peters just the same. “I have learned so much from Adrian and his family. I have learned

about their culture, and I am reminded how powerful love is. Powerful enough to turn an entire family around.”

As he finishes retelling this, Diaz wipes the tears away from his watery eyes. His black framed glasses lay on the wooden table instead of covering up the slight indent he has on his forehead, not from any near death experiences, but from an accident that occurred jumping on the bed. After constantly asking God “why” all his life, he finally understands the true meaning of “everything happens for a reason.”

With his dreams of creating a world filled with love, being a role model for kids, positively impacting the world and possibly being a preacher someday, the story of triumph and tragedy authored by Adrian Diaz isn’t coming to an end. It is just beginning.

By Editor -in-Chief Austin

ANDERSON

How did you get into running?

My parents were always running when I was a kid, and I always saw them go out to run. I got to go out running with them and got to do a lot of road races as a kid and just really enjoyed it.

How have you taken a leadership role?

By doing the right thing in practice and leading by example. By doing what I do and letting the younger guys see how we race, they know they want to be like that when they’re upperclassmen.

How good do you want to be when it’s all said and done?

One of my goals is to break the all time record at the school. I want to be one of the top runners in the state and lead our team to a state champioships and stand up on that podium.

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Action

Football (5-1) Beat CR Jefferson 35-17 Next up: @ Linn-Mar Oct. 10 at 7 p.m.

Volleyball (21-10) Beat IC West 3-2 Next up: vs Linn-Mar Oct. 14 5:30 p.m.

Women’s CC

Next up:MVC Divisional Oct. 16 @ Birdsall Park 3:30 p.m.

Men’s CC

Next up:MVC Divisional Oct. 16 @ Birdsall Park 3:30 p.m.

Women’s Swimming

Beat CR 104-82 Next up: MVC Super Meet @ Dubuque Hempstead Oct. 16 at 5 p.m. and Oct. 18 at noon