Volume 88 Issue 8, June 7, 2013 1410 NE 66th St. Seattle, WA 98115
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This month in The Roosevelt News:
4 5 6 7 10 Feature 8-9
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How to be a badass in 5 easy steps IDK
Physics teachers are the best! A bittersweet four years of fandom Smell roses, smile, and dance Ellie’s article Senior haikus and secret crushes
Do’s and don’ts advice for the next generation
Don’t fake out summer From Van Gogh to Vans
14 Senior Wills 15
Bea the change in your life Stellar athletes look ahead 2013 sports highlights
News Staff Editor in Chief Abby Zieve Online Editor Mitchell Smith Design Editor Willow Tansel Managing Editor Emma Parks Graphics Editors Sasha Anferov
Most changed: 2009-2013
Opinion Editors Galen Caldwell Feature Editors Bea Misher Ellie Neilson Sports Editors Jules Puckett Mitchell Smith
A&E Editors Tamar Shuhendler Copy Editor Elizabeth Nellams Staff Reporters Illustrators Dustin McPhillips Photographers Caleb Albright Vy Nguyen Cover Sasha Anferov Backpage Logan Pendergrass Abby Zieve Reed McCoy
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Heard in the Halls “It’s like 125% squished.” “Omg if he wasn’t my cousin he’d get it.” “I want Abby to put an Altoid in my mouth”. “Three weeks of solid corn.” “If he goes to an Ivy League school I’m gonna rip my pubes out.” “I was gonna wink at you but then I burped.” “Is friction a joke to you?” “He’s really cute, but all he ever talks about is roots.” “I’m already going to hell for KKK the musical.” “Does this mean Jesus is a giant cracker filled with wine?” “‘I just friend requested this chick from Hamilton Middle School.’ ‘Dude, you’re a senior...’” “They should make beds out of you.”
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#besttweetsofTRN @elliewneilson: When talking about how Mexican food always makes you feel sh*tty: “I don’t wanna taco bout it” @elliewneilson: Finally admitting to myself that I suck at social media @EemarieP: Went on run. Homeless man called me pretty and offered $20 for me. Feelin that runnin buzz. Secure knowing I have a plan B. #Feelgoodfridays @EemarieP: Lonely baby boomer on airplane, wouldn’t shut up but I could blame my farts on him so it worked out @julesmuir: Downtown Seattle: where the dealers, druggies, and Asian tourists coexist as one. @julesmuir: If only everyone at coachella called each other by their tumblr names #soft_grung_girl #u-n-k-i-s-s-a-b-l-e-spirit @abby_zieve: Whenever a guy wearing a yarmulke sits next to me i feel safe @abby_zieve: Apparently “you” day=”dress as your stereotype” day. To quote ASR: “are you Indian? Wear a traditional Indian dress or whatever.” #diversity @abby_zieve: I bet everyone at Hogwarts actually gets their education now that Harry Potter isn’t there to distract everyone w/ his Voldy drama @Roosevelt_News: Very windy here in Richland
Dealing with those pesky college questions definitely an option.” Most commonly, people will try to make as many connections as possible between your list of possible destinations and their friends and relatives. Which is great information to know, if you want to room with your dad’s-coworkers-granddaughter. Or if your criteria for the perfect university includes- “alma mater of neighbors grandson.” Always respond in an affirmative or natural matter. If you love small talk and are prepared to chat for a longer period of time, you can pull what I call “the jiu-jitsu.” Turn the conversation’s energy by asking a clarifying question about the mentioned individual such as “what was their major?” or a more broad “what was their experience like?” Now you are no longer in the hot seat and might receive some useful information. Perhaps there are a select few of us that knew they were going to university X to become career Y and outEmma Parks
Done With the Small Talk
alking to adults can be fun. Usually, they have dynamic personalities uninhibited by the social “norms” of high school, or at least a cool story or two. But around the beginning of junior year, all conversations seem to come back to the same place: college. The cliché description, a broken record, doesn’t do it justice to the excruciating redundancy. You may feel tempted to stand on a chair and deliver a “state of the application/admissions process” address. Instead you can prepare to encounter the following conversations and conversationalists. You will encounter many die-hard Husky alumni who react to any perceived hesitancy about either staying in state, or not going to the UW with aggressive persuasiveness. They list personal anecdotes, statistics or rankings to prove their unshakable thesis: “the UW is a good school.” Listen, nod, respond by agreeing with them, perhaps mentioning that your older friends seem to enjoy the UW and leave the conversation open ending acknowledging, “It’s
lined specifically how these goals were to be achieved. But for the rest of us, the answer to most questions eventually circle around to “I don’t know.” No matter how many times people ask, it’s ok to be ambivalent. Focus on your own process, not on what you are told at Thanksgiving. As frustrating as it is, people ask because it is a way to connect with you or show genuine interest in your life. Being repeatedly grilled about your life after graduation is practice for the many small talk redundancies we will encounter in the future. Take a deep breath, have some compassion and console yourself in the fact that you are leaving eventually anyway.
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Bye-bye, high school, bye-bye Some unsolicited advice on why making mistakes is a good thing
here are a lot of things to say about high school, and a lot of advice that can be given. For example how over these last four years the first things I thought to write down when wracking my brain for advice to give in my parting words in this paper were about that one bathroom on the second floor that never has paper towels. But after deeper contemplation, I decided being forced to go back to class with damp hands is a kind of right of passage, and I’d rather go for the bigger picture. After four years of [insert nostalgic and/or bitter adjective here] years in high school, the one thing I can comfortably say I really wish I’d understood is that we do not all grow uniformly. We are all becoming adults in a time that individuality is increasingly emphasized, sometimes to detrimental effects (hence the hipster phenomena). So when I say this it is not operating under the assumption that we are all striving to be the same perfect ideal, but rather just the opposite. Many of
my own, and my peers, difficulties in high school are rooted in this problem: as we enter high school, we are told it is a time in which we are supposed to be “discovering ourselves, “finding our identities,” and “embracing our youth,” however we are simultaneously expected to succeed in a place that expects a certain level of conformity and a linear approach. Every one of us learns to deal with this metaphorical tug-of-war in different ways, some without even realizing they are participating in a struggle until much later on. My problem turned out to be that I realized this contradiction far too early, and proceeded to grovel about it for the next four years. This was, perhaps, one of the most long-winded and largest mistakes I have ever made. In my bubble of resentment and self-importance, I missed out on a chance to appreciate a lot of what was right in front of me. All of this is at the root of our differing rates and methods of growth through out high school. As all of our parents, teachers, therapists, and other irrelevent extended family members have reminded us over and over again, we are in a state of flux that will not be ending for some time. Don’t let your great-aunt-second-cousin-three times removed who keeps asking you about your different “passions” throw you off your game though. To put it simply, figuring out who you are is really friggin’ hard. Things get even friggin’ harder when you’re surrounded by peers who are doing a lot of extraordinary, and also not-so-extraordinary things, and you feel like you need to be doing all of this to keep up. Unfortunately, it’s hard to be a stoner slacker, a violin prodigy, a poet laureate, an honor roll student, and a varsity athlete without both internally and
externally combusting. In high school it’s hard to accept that you don’t have an archive of extra lives to live yours from every angle you want to. So be a man about it and pretend it’s simple to just do what drives you. The understanding that we shoot and spark at different speeds and levels of accuracy and brilliance is something that is difficult to embrace. But without some level of understanding that becoming an individual and a success of any kind means making choices for yourself and making mistakes for yourself, you will never ever get there. Let yourself fall, learn how to pick yourself up, and then do it all over again. We do not all grow uniformly, and this is a good thing if you let it be.
A few extra tips for success:
• Don’t wear crocs to schools on rainy days. You will slip. • Peek around the corner before going into alcoves (unless you like PDA). • There is no safe place to pick your wedgie in the hallBig Brother is everywhere. • Most teachers will not understand your sarcasm. • Most students will not understand your sarcasm.
How to be a badass in five easy steps means you will never lose an argument again. I hate to break it to you guys, but “fuck you” is actually not a good comeback. It barely has any impact and it’s unoriginal. If you want good insults, read Shakespeare. He was a pro at insults. I personally prefer to insult people in Latin. Why? Quod possum.
it your own, you will become an enigma of originality. Unless your thing is trench coats. I’m sorry, but they won’t help.
2) Make friends with adults
We all know how important money is in high school. At this age, it’s really our only source of freedom or power. So if you happen to have a lot of it, and you’re generous with it, you may find yourself with a large number of “friends.” But that’s not what makes you badass. That makes you an ATM. You know what’s badass? A pet falcon. Do you know anyone with a pet falcon? Of course not. They’re expensive and hard to care for. But if you have the money, you can go where no one has gone before. Be the guy with a pet falcon.
Your inspiration: McLovin’ in “Superbad”
The unwise teen will reject adults and scorn their authority. But disobeying their rules will only breed the need for more. It’s a vicious cycle. Trust me, you will benefit from being friends with adults. They have the vast majority of the power in this world, and if they like you, they will extend that power to you. When you have power and connections, there’s not much you can’t do. Professional Badass
s the school year draws to a close, the sophomores are preparing to become upperclassmen and the juniors are preparing for their reign. As with every junior class, they will find themselves with especially large shoes to fill. How does the class manage to live up to and even surpass the coolness of the class before them? This is a guide to outline how 2014 can follow in our footsteps; I have isolated the secrets to badassery. Everyone in 2013 thinks that they’re badass. But I hate to tell you guys, flipping off the camera in your profile pic and tweeting about getting drunk are not the proper ways to be badass. I know you must be wondering what qualifies me of all people to tell you how to be cool. You do have a point, I have never claimed to represent the epitome of coolness. So interpret this as what I would choose to do if I were to rebel.
1) Be smarter than everyone
Your inspiration: Mark Zuckerberg in “The Social Network”
Nothing is more respectable than intelligence. Intelligence gets you money. Intelligence gets you laid. Intelligence gets you out of trouble. You know why Bugs Bunny never got hurt even though he was chased by hunters, wild animals, pro wrestlers, opera singers, prison guards and the Third Reich? Because he was always the smartest guy in the room. Plus, being intelligent
3) Make your own rules
Your inspiration: Sherlock Holmes in “Sherlock”
Let’s face it, society’s rules aren’t always meant for everyone. There are some things our culture does that don’t make sense. For example, it is not socially acceptable to tell someone you dislike them, not matter how politely you do it. So make your own set of rules that make sense to you. (Please note the difference between “rules” and “laws.”) Create your own etiquette, your own worldview. As long as it’s more detailed than “I hate everyone” you’ll come off a lot cooler for the change.
4) Be Original
Your inspiration: Steve Irwin
Conformity is a big deal at our school. It’s a big deal at most high schools, really. I’m sure you’ve noticed that most of the guys dress the same and that there are at least twenty girls who cannot be told apart from one another. If you want to be a badass, reject the norm. Everyone is playing football, basketball, baseball? Play cricket. But be really damn good at cricket. Become a globally renowned cricket player. If you can take some action or activity, anything at all, and make
5) Use money wisely
Your inspiration: Jay Gatsby in “The Great Gatsby”
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What to do, and what not to Wise words of advice brought to you by the Class of 2013
Do develop your vocabulary and learn new words
Don’t stick a fancy word you found in a thesaurus into your essay and think it counts Do have healthy bowel movements Don’t have them when there is a teacher in the stall next to you Do have problems Don’t tweet them all Do be trendy Don’t think shopping at Urban Outfitters will accomplish this Do get into college Don’t post Facebook statuses about it Do wear combat boots Don’t go to war Do your senior project Don’t take it seriously Do travel abroad Don’t think it makes you cultured Do cry at graduation Don’t cry about graduation in class before it happens Do use the most updat- Don’t use the default font ed version of InDesign Giddyup Std Do light a fire in the Don’t be the second one to do school bathroom it Do tag the school with washable marker
Don’t put tights on your face and get caught on camera.
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Don’t fake out summer up going to the beach. Summer activities filled my days and made it impossible to get work done, and when the end of the week arrived I hadn’t done anything for college. I was allegedly on break but it didn’t feel like it. Somehow I had gotten this ridiculous notion that I should worry about essays in the middle of the summer. Despite what your parents, teachers, and other mentors may say, procrastination is great for you, at least in these circumstances. The solution to these summer woes is not to plow on heedless of your own mental state. Instead, go out and enjoy your summer. It’s your last summer of high school, and it’s a waste Galen Caldwell
omplete service hours, work on senior project, research colleges, fill out college applications, and write college essays. I was told things got easier after junior year, but I stayed stressed. June came and passed quickly after school ended, and the ever-present weight of the pre-college checklist seemed to hang over me, blocking out the sun. There was always something that needed to be done, but whenever I sat down to work, I was listless and distracted. I soon reached my breaking point. July had arrived, and I had promised myself I would finish a college essay by the end of the week. The first day I decided to go for a bike ride, on the second a hike, and on the third I ended
to spend it worrying about these responsibilities that, while necessary, are far from fulfilling. High school is a time that we are relatively free from burdens of providing for ourselves, and while it may seem like we have a lot of responsibilities now, the need to write essays and apply to college will be replaced by the need to pay for college, the need to pay rent, the need to buy food – all things that have more serious repercussions from procrastination than your senior project. People may tell you that forcing yourself to work on these responsibilities is good practice for these future responsibilities for exactly this reason. The consequences are lesser because this is a practice round for real life. However, what it really teaches you is how to never take a vacation. All the adults I know worry constantly about the state of their work. Their weekends, their vacations, even their dreams are plagued with these thoughts. High school is for learning, so learn to let go. This isn’t to say you should never work a day in your life. It is important to
recognize when it is time to work, and when it is time to relax. Listen to the latter half of Emerson’s famous advice and live deliberately. Going out and enjoying summer gave me topics to write essays on, and applications seemed to fill themselves out when I eventually got to work. Colleges can wait to receive your applications. Go ahead and finish them the week before they’re due. Procrastination is golden, just like the summer sun.
Things do to insetad of college apps: + Hike Lake 22 + Bike the Burke Gilman to Golden Garde + Our beaches are nice in the summer, use them + Lay in the sun in your backyard, it’s still better than college apps + Golf at the Greenlake short nine. The less experience the better.
From Van Gogh to Vans
t was nine in the morning when I accidently walked into Subway thinking it was my classroom. This was my very first day of high school and I found myself hopelessly wandering the Seattle Center food court in search of some sort of academic setting. It was about a half hour later when I finally stumbled upon the semi-abandoned back alleys of the Center House, also known as the Center School, A small alternative school with a focus on the fine arts. Being a rabid sports fan and an all around untalented artist, some may have said this wasn’t the place for me. I would soon find out. I headed to class, cutting through hacky-sack circles, shouldering past hairy hipsters, and hopping over the occasional homeless man, the latter I later learned would count for PE credit. When I finally reached the entrance I was greeted with a warm welcome from a staff of
intellectual hippies that tend to spend too much time at Folklife. I feebly smiled back, feeling both extremely nervous and out of place. This is high school I told myself, you’re supposed to feel this way on the first day. With that I trudged on hoping to find a familiar face, but alas, a familiar face was not to be. Instead I was greeted with thou over-enthusiastic drama teacher, a staple in the Center School teaching staff. She stood in front of me begging me to convey my emotions and feelings through non-verbal interpretive gestures, and animal sounds. I carefully put away my middle finger and went for the safe shrug and a quick moo. In my first hour I was already vowing to myself to switch to any other school; even Nova sounded better. But for the next two years I stayed, I would become a wayward art student, a misguided soccer jock, forever struggling with stick figures and shading. Then it all changed. Three days before the start of junior year I went boldly where many a Center School student had gone before, the Seattle Public Schools admissions office, in an attempt to get the hell away from the glorified food court of a school I attended. It worked, to Roosevelt I would go, a traditional school. A big change start, a fresh start. I was enthused. It was 7:45 and after an hour-long trek from West Seattle I had made it to my new school. I scurried past the scary houses and up the front steps. My first stop was the counseling office, which give
or take a few feet was roughly double the size of the Center School. When I arrived into the office I was greeted by a fiery Native American, the warrior of the counseling department; she handed me my schedule, wished me luck, and sent me on my way. It was around eight I started to see the first glimpse of “traditional” high school kids. Oh my, how they were different. I was no longer surrounded by hot topic t-shirts and faded fedoras. Gone were the days of Neff beanies and distressed Converse, and I would probably never see another set of gauges in my life. My eyes were wide taking in all this new mainstream fashion. Nike socks and vans, cargo shorts and snapbacks, Lulu Lemon and anything. And it was just then that I spotted my first cheerleader! This chance encounter hap-
pened on my way to first period, I didn’t dare get too close but I watched at a safe distance as the epitome of the high school girl danced across my vision. The type of girl alternative art students can only paint about, I finally snapped out of my hypnosis and I went to my first class. Instinctively I took out my watercolors and began to decorate the tables. Vandalism! My teacher screamed as I tried to explain to her that the world is my canvas. I put away my brush and took out my number two pencil; this would be the symbolic transition from a Dragon to a Rider. Although the change wasn’t easy, I have made the switch. Through the transition I have learned a lot about myself, and even though a lot has changed, I still feel a tad nostalgic every time I see a cheekbone piercing, or a girl who d o e s n’t shave her armpits.
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Sleepless Nostalgic rocrastination is something that I have struggled with as far back as I can remember. I think it is intricately tied into the fact that I cannot make decisions to save my life. I legitimately have spent over 10 minutes in Target deciding whether to get patterned or plain socks. In middle school the workload was light enough that I could lead my procrastinator’s lifestyle and only have a few late nights every few weeks. But as I have progressed through high school, I have perfected to a science the ability to convince myself that I will have the time later on to grind out that math homework, or finish those 20 key terms. This has ultimately led to a sleep-deprived lifestyle that has only perpetuated my habits. While procrastination was a challenge I knew I would face going into high school, confronting the vast amount of opportunity and option was somewhat of a shock to my system. Before coming to Roosevelt, I went to the Seattle Waldorf School for 12 years. A very small,
alternative school catered to individual student’s needs, I was never presented with much of a challenge in getting work done on time. When I came to Roosevelt my freshman year, I remember the thing I was most overwhelmed by was the amount of opportunity. There were so many people to meet, so many clubs to join, so many people I could become. And while I didn’t realize it at the time, looking back I realize that at that point I stepped back and waited for something to happen. What you may ask? I have no idea. I watched as the budding class of 2013 around me joined sports teams and attended club meetings after school, I simply observed. At the beginning of my sophomore year, I was really unhappy at Roosevelt. While a contributing factor is very likely the infamous sophomore slump, I also believe that the fact that I was mostly just an observer of what people were experiencing around me was a big part of why I almost transferred to a different school. As soon as I started opening my eyes to the opportunity around me, I was amazed with the abundance that is waiting out there. If you are willing to take the time to look and connect with people, Roosevelt and this community can truly offer up. I think one of the most important lessons I have learned over the past four years is the power of personal relationships. Next time you consider skipping sixth period on a Friday or going off on your teacher on a bad day, remember that they may be able to write you a recommendation for that dream summer program in NYC two years in the future. You can only service yourself and open doors by being a nice person. By letting go of the twisted logic in my
head that things would eventually reach me in some form, I was able to meet people at this school that I would never have before. Since then, I have played tennis, been involved in Hands for a Bridge, and of course had the pleasure of writing and editing for this newspaper for the past 3 years. While I was by no means the star of the JV tennis team, I was able to meet girls of all different grades who I would have shrugged off in the hall before. This spring I had the honor of travelling with Hands for a Bridge to Northern Ireland,
where I met people I hope to stay connected to for the rest of my life. And on newspaper, I’ve been able to interview and learn about people from every corner of the school. While I still generally consider myself a pretty passive person in most respects, over the past three years I have tried to step up and make things happen for myself. Its the only way they will get done in the end.
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Stellar athletes look ahead
Recruited Riders have bright future thanks to accomplishments at RHS Jules Puckett and Mitchell Smith Reflective Rugby Fans
he athletes shown in the picture below will be particT ipating in a variety of different college sports at different levels in the coming year. The following Riders will
-Quinn Anex-Ries: Smith College, PA (Rugby) After playing club rugby for the Emerald City Mudhens for the past season, next to grown women. Anex-Ries is poised to leave some bruises in the New England Women’s Collegiate Rugby Conference, playing against the likes of MIT and Wheaton. -Kevin Ault: Wesleyan College, CT (Lacrosse) Ault who was just named All KingCo Conference goalkeeper is taking his talents to the Lacrosse crazed east coast state of Conneticut. -Mitchell Bouldin: Chapman College, CA (Baseball) After playing two years of varsity baseball as one of the leaders of the team. Mitchell Bouldin heads to California to continue his career as a Panther. -Kyle Bove: Whitworth College, WA (Tennis) The leader of the tennis team for the past few years, Kyle Bove heads to Spokane hoping to continue his success. -Galen Caldwell: Case Western Reserve University, OH (Cross Country & Track and Field) After running all over KingCo 4A, Galen takes his long distance talents to Ohio. -Eric Conte: Linfield College, OR (Soccer) The leading goal scorer for the third place boys soccer team this year, Conte heads to Linfield, the same league in which his brother Baker plays. -Agueda Dudley-Berrios: Pomona College, CA (Soccer) After leading the girl’s soccer team to the playoffs with her excellent midfield play. Girls soccer captain Agueda Dudley-Berrios is set to become a Sagehen. -Katrina Lane: Clarkson University, NY (Volleyball) A four year letterman, Katrina will bring her versatility to the other side of the country. -Kristen Lane: University of Puget Sound, WA (Volleyball) Kristen, a middle hitter and Captain of the RHS volleyball team, was also a four-year letterman. -Naomi Lee: Whitman College, WA (Soccer) Another spectacular soccer player, Lee is set to make an impact at Whitman College in Walla Walla. -Tianyi Liu: Macalester College, MN (Soccer) After hold-
pursue college athletic careers. Whether it be through a Division 1 scholarship, a spot on a Division II or Division III school, an attempt to earn a “walk on” spot, or the use of a few years to gain experience at a junior or community college, the Roosevelt High School Class of 2013 has a lot of athletic ability and potential. Photos By M. Smith ing down the back line and being a central part of Roosevelt soccer’s third place finish, Liu heads to Minnesota to prove himself as a defensive stalwart at the college level. -Tate Maider: Washington University, MO (Baseball) After winning team MVP for being an outstanding catcher behind the plate. Maider is off to St Louis to play DIII baseball. -Olivia Mancl: Willamette University, OR (Cross Country & Track and Field) After finishing top 15 in the state in Cross Country, 8th in the mile, 5th in the two mile Mancl is off to Oregon to continue her success. -Mitchell Shepherd: University of Redlands, CA (Football) After making the Washington All Star game and starring for the state quarterfinalist Roosevelt Football team, Shepherd is set to become a Redland Bulldog.
Tianyi Liu and Charlie Spurr will play soccer together at Macalester College next year.
-Charlie Spurr: Macalester College, MN (Soccer) As one of the captains and second top scorer of the highly successful Roosevelt soccer team, Spurr was named to the All KingCo 4A second team and plans to take his talents to Minnesota along with his teammate Tianyi Liu. -Marquel Stoudamire: Central Washington University, WA (Football) Marquel won First Team All-Kingco as well as lineman of the year this year. He will bring this offensive and defensive prowess to CWU. -Franny Wood: UC Berkeley, CA (Rowing) Franny, who has rowed since 7th Grade, will bring her talents to Berkeley after turning down offers from several Ivy League schools. -Ben Zambroski: University of Puget Sound, WA (Basketball) Zambroski played a ball-handling forward for RHS this year. He hopes to continue to hit his pull-up jumpers as he heads to UPS.
-Nick Zelle: University of Washington, WA (Football) -Josa Banzer: Western Washington University, WA (Track and Field) -Wil Mckinley: Oregon State University, OR (Track & Field) -Cameron Holland: Central Washington University, WA (Football)
Taku Shiozaki and Mitchell Shepherd will play football next year for the University of Redlands.
‘13 Highlights Mitchell Smith
Score Tweeting Guru
his year’s senior class set a high standard of athletic achievement that will be remembered at this school for years to come. Here are the best moments of one of the best years in RHS sports in a long time. - The girl’s cross country team finished 2nd in KingCo, 1st in Districts, and 8th in State. This is the best the team has ever done in the history of the school. Grace Hodge and Olivia Mancl were the star seniors on the team, finishing 83rd and 8th in state respectively out of 143 girls in the race. - The football team finished a spectacular year ranked 7th in the state in 4A. They finished with a record of 8-4 with two of those losses coming to the eventual State Champion Skyline Spartans.
Photto by Christopher Nelson
-After barely making the KingCo playoffs, the boy’s soccer team finished 3rd in State, the highest finish by them ever. They lost in the State semifinals after a questionable call on the opposing team’s second goal.
Here are nine star RHS athletes who are moving on to college sports. Bottom Row: Mitchell Bouldin, Olivia Mancl. Second Row: Franny Wood, Quinn Anex-Ries.Third Row:Tate Maider, Eric Conte. Fifth Row: Ben Zambroski, Kyle Bove.Top Row: Naomi Lee.
AJ Shropshire celebrates the football team’s win over Issaquah.
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Physics teachers are the best! Photos By M. Smith
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hen we entered Mr. Walseth’s class on the first day of school we thought we were walking into a normal classroom. But as we walked through the portal to this new physics dimension, sifting through clutter and empty soda cans, we realized we were sorely mistaken. Strewn around the class were papers, springs, and other tchotchkes from the past decade. Walseth’s desk was covered in old notes and class plans that seemed to be melded to the table and floor, and there was a general air of Twilight Zone fantasy enveloping the room. This is no normal class; it’s an adventure comparable to the tales of Narnia. The adventure begins the moment you step through the door. Walseth has a secret room in his class that is comparable to the door to heaven. The room is filled with magical objects, including a mini grill, handsaw, and various piles of paper. Spend a minute in this classroom and you’ll reach nirvana. Once you get past the feeling of OCD terror at the amount of clutter, you’ll start to realize that maybe this is the way everything should be and that maybe Walseth has discovered that
organized chaos leads to mental bliss. Once you reach your seat, you realize that being in Walseth’s class is more than just an hour learning physics, it’s a genuine adventure. On Halloween we were given the task of constructing scavenger hunts for other groups in class to run around finding candy. We’ve spent hours playing with springs and Slinkys, stretching them all the way down the hall to find wavelengths, and at some point we recall being able to play games on the computer because it was physics. This class turned even the most science-shy students into physics masters, because we were allowed to have fun. However, as the year went on we realized that the class wasn’t just about learning. In fact, the biggest thing we will take away is an understanding of the genius that makes up John Walseth. One of the first stories Walseth told was about his plan for the future, because as much as we would like, he can’t stay a physics teacher for eternity. Customary diet Coke in hand, he spent about 40 minutes explaining how he planned to open a shop across from Roosevelt called simply ‘Walseth’, out of which he would sell slightly overpriced candy, ice cream, and snacks to unsuspecting teenagers. This plan has been years in the making and its completion is something to look out for in the next few years. Walseth may just be a teacher, but in our hearts he is so much more. He has guided us through the year, leaving us with equal entertainment and knowledge. To the juniors and sophomores, if you have Walseth next year get pumped because you’re in for an adventure; and even if you don’t have him try and scuttle into his room as much as you can because this class is something you can’t miss.
Mr. Walseth impresses students with physics.
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Mr. Walseth brings the “physical speci-man” to his subject: physics
Best Walseth Quotes
-“Have you ever used a Japanese sushi knife to kill a man?” -“In the only horror movie I’ve seen someone got stabbed with an ear of corn.” -“Animals that just anyone can get just don’t do it for me. They have to be forbidden. It’s so much better when no one can get them.” -“You sound like a racist when you say THERE’S NO BLACK ON THE AMERICAN FLAG!” -“Make plastics, make money. That was our motto…not really.” -“Fart particles basically go to your ear.”
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A bittersweet four years of fandom
An unidentified Mariners fan cheers at Safeco Field. This field has been the site of some of the best, and more commonly, the worst sports moments in Seattle over the past four years.
Photo By A. Zieve
As for basketball? Well, we didn’t even have a team anymore; the Sonics had left in 2008. The general feeling around the city, as I remember it, was that we had hit rock bottom. Looking back, we actually had. I won’t say there’s a direct connection here, but since I’ve entered high school, the Huskies have had three consecutive winning seasons, the Sounders have replaced the Sonics for me, making the playoffs in each of the team’s first four years; the Seahawks are going to win Mitchell Smith Melancholy Mariners Mourner the Superbowl this year, and my beloved Mariners...still haven’t really gotten any hen I entered high school in the better. We may even get a basketball Fall of 2009, Seattle sports were team soon -- who knows? This resurgence isn’t exactly conat an all time low. UW football was one year removed from a winless season. The veniently timed, as I’m moving across Mariners had just finished a rare winning the state for the next four years. I look season, one that was sandwiched be- forward to cheering on my teams even tween two 101-loss years. The Seahawks though I’ll be far away. I also know that were in the middle of their second con- these potential successes are just part secutive losing season under Jim Mora, of the cycles of good and bad that evwho would be fired at the end of the year. ery franchise experiences from year to year, decade to decade. Pretty soon the
Seahawks will be a group of aging stars, the Sounders will be forced to start over with new young players, and the Huskies will continue their mediocrity. The Mariners? No comment. In 50 years, I won’t remember the records of these teams, what I will remember are the moments that they have given me. I will remember going to a Mariners game last year on a whim and witnessing one of 23 perfect games that have been thrown in 135 years of Major League Baseball. I will remember being awestruck while sitting in press row of Hec Edmundson Pavilion during a UW women’s basketball game with an announced attendance of 500 (it was closer to 200). I will remember going down to the sideline with hundreds of other fans to watch and meet Keith Price and Chris Polk after the 2011 UW Spring Practice Game. I will remember watching the lights turn off after a Mariners game and the joy I felt at seeing a place that millions visit every year, but just hundreds experience in the dark. I will remember
my first Seahawks game being the first time a losing team won in the NFL playoffs, I was part of the man-made earthquake that the fans at Quest Field created that day. I will remember spending time in the Safeco Field press box, on the turf of CenturyLink, and on the track of Husky Stadium. I’ll remember catching a pitch thrown by Jamie Moyer. I’ll remember everything. I had the privilege to share these unique experiences with friends, family; people I love. In a way, I’m lucky to be living through one of the worst periods in sports in any city in a long time. As long as the hydros continue to race at Safeco, as long as Golden Scarfs are handed out before every Sounders game, as long as the 12th Man flag is raised every Sunday in the Fall and Winter, Seattle sports will remain stitched to this city. Maybe someday we’ll have reason to celebrate, but until then, lets all appreciate every small moment, good or bad. We’ll remember those moments, just hopefully not the scores of the games they happened in.
the roosevelt news
Class of 2013
june 7, 2013
Smell roses, smile & dance Willow’s advice on finding true happiness in high school
I can do one thing for the coming generations of Roosevelt IingfHigh School students, it is to leave this printed guide to findtrue happiness in my wake. What could be better on a diffi-
cult, rainy, Seattle afternoon than a school newspaper, chalked full of my advice on enhancing your life? I am just a young woman, however I bring a lot of wise-old-wizard talk to the table.
3. Go with the flow
Do whatever feels right. If your fear stops you, take a deep breath and leap. From what to eat for lunch to where to travel, use your intuitive sense to determine what to do next. My suggestions include being outside, dancing, eating, partying, napping, meditating, and smiling.
4. DO YOUR WORK 1. Look Closely See the flowers? Look closer… Do you see the detail? Do you see the perfect beauty in their color, shape, size, design, makeup and function? Do you see how they live in harmony with the other plants and animals around them? Observe. Take time to look closely at the things you find beautiful, whether natural or made by man. Take time to observe their function and admire them. Life’s beauty is grand, you have the responsibility to enjoy it, and this lifetime to do so. Get started now!
2. Explore Look around and find things that interest you. Give them your attention. Put time and energy into them. Let your curiosity guide you.
It may feel like the right time to do something. DO IT. Overcome any barriers you face. Push yourself. Once you’re doing it, keep going. Sit in the work or keep trudging, until you can feel that it’s done. Wait until the time is right to begin, then GO. Once it’s over, the relief will sweep through you like a deep breath of fresh air. It may even feel good to do your work.
5. Dream Create a vision of what your life is going to be. Make it the best you could possibly imagine for yourself. Money, happiness, travel, adventure… it’s all yours. All you have to do is dream it and make it happen. Open your mind to getting exactly what you want. Accept what you get in life and keep wishing for what it is that you truly desire. Keep moving in the direction of your dream by acting on the little things you must do to get there. Do not be afraid. You have all the skills you need. Your doubt is the only thing stopping you. So keep striving and get there!
Throughout your experiences, many thoughts will arise. Negative thoughts have the power to change your experience from good to bad. Let them come and meet them with poise. Ask your mind, “Why do I feel this way?” Keep asking “why” until you realize that the reason is “because that’s how it is.” Once you accept things as they are, you are able to enjoy them, find humor in them and make choices that feel right. Be aware. Follow the good emotions, thoughts and dreams. And remember, others will help point you in the right direction, but you are the only one with the power to achieve greatness. May you have many beautiful realizations and always persevere. With love and all my best wishes,
The unnecessarily glorified SY From that day onward, I knew I was going to be picked on as a freshman. Wherever I was, the senior girls had all the power, and I had to do whatever they told me to do. They were the rulers of the roost, the queens of the castle. I remember thinking, “I can’t WAIT to be a senior. I HATE being a freshman.” I watched on with jealousy as this blonde girl showed up late to school every day, tweeted about never having any homework, and posted statuses about anticipating college the next fall. For the next three years, I patiently waited for that first period free, for easy classes, for no curfew, and most importantly, to be the top of the social hierarchy. However, those days never came. As I entered senior year, I signed up for difficult classes and had a full academic schedule. Because I was older, both my parents and teachers expected more of me. I struggled with managing my time between writing college applications, working, and cramming in last-minute key terms for AP American Government. However, I learned that this hard work pays off. Though I now too am plagued by the Senioritis virus, I feel much more prepared for college than I would have been if I had taken the easier route. I’m also not going to lie, senior year definitely has it’s perks, especially these past two weeks with prom, powder puff, senior sprint day, color wars,
and the up-and-coming senior prank. But none of it felt like the euphoric, crazy experience that I had mentally prepared for my culminating year in high school. I do admit that this year has brought our grade closer – the knowledge that we’re leaving Roosevelt soon also brings fresh levels of maturity and a newfound sense of just not caring about social status anymore. My senior year kicked off when a group of girls and I decided to tag the school w i t h (washable) m a r ke r s . W e had this awesome idea planted in our minds to fully decorate the school with phrases like “2013” and to toilet paper the fences, so the next morning the underclassmen would look in awe at our masterpiece. But, unfortunately, the janitor caught us with black ski masks and tights squeezed on our heads to hide our faces, and he mistook our dramatic appearances for some weird teenage vandalism scheme. He called the police, and unluckily, we were forced to wash the windows and had lunch detention for the next few days. The next day, not a single student at Roosevelt knew what happened. Though it was disappointing, this moment allowed us to take ourselves less seriously and to remember to laugh at ourselves when something planned goes wrong.
moment allowed us to ”This take ourselves less seriously
started my first day of freshman year with no expectations – it was my first official day as a public school student, and I knew absolutely nothing about Roosevelt or it’s social dynamic. Timid, I clung onto my only friend: Clara LaPatra. Within five minutes, we fell behind the tour and were hopelessly lost in the neutral-colored labyrinth we call a school. We were terrified – where the hell were we? We wandered aimlessly for a few minutes until we heard a bossy, sassy voice commanding us to get back to our tour. We turned, and saw a girl with a loosely tied blonde pony tail standing firmly, arms crossed, wearing a black t-shirt with a gold metallic crown shimmering on the front, under which it proudly read: “Sen10rs.” Horrified, Clara and I exchanged looks as we found our way back to the gym.
and to remember to laugh at ourselves when something planned goes wrong.
Ultimately, senior year has been great, just not the pinnacle of euphoria that many make it out to be. I will miss Roosevelt, and I could not have been happier with the people I’ve spent the past four years with. Just remember that you might not be one of those lucky kids with first periods free or easy classes for the year. If that is the case though, I assure you it is not the end of the world.
Class of 2013
june 7, 2013
the roosevelt news
Senior Haikus & Secret Crushes Mitchell Smith
Sports and Online Editor Some people don’t get my great sense of sarcasm. Sorry about that Secret Crush: Charlotte Hevly
Elizabeth Nellams Copy Editor
Mr. Von Pohle Tell me about your tattoos I must learn your ways Secret Crush: Galen Caldwell, the Sass King
Dustin McPhillips Staff Illustrator
Editor-in-Chief I need a haircut Only HP gets my sass Am I a hipster? Secret Crush: Duncan Sull
Galen Caldwell Opinion Editor
Jules Puckett Sports Editor
Mitsue Kanai The apple of my brown eyes Hi Sarah Koseff Secret Crush: Grace Hodge
High school is ending It’s the start of something new Can’t wait to get out Secret Crush: Roy Buch
I think I’m funny In reality I’m not But at least I laugh Secret Crush: Tucker Olsen
Arts and Entertainment Editor
Five syllables to Sum up four years of high school Dumb, fun, done, rerun Secret Crush: Ayatollah Zieve
Willow Tansel Layout Editor
Seniors are so tall Except me, the tiny one Thanks for not trampling Secret Crush: Adam Westerman
Sasha Anferov Graphics Editor
Cat is rather fat. Cat wants to take a nap but, No, cat has to draw.
Karlo is the man His jokes are flat like a pan I’m his super fan Secret Crush: Olivia Shirley
Indian sea chills ankles, eyes closed, sun kissed cheeks Inhale salty air Secret Crush: Elliot Grace
Secret Crush: Sophie Ruckey
Benjamin Freeland Even though I don’t know you Nice to meet you Ben
Maybe in college Kleenex will be abundant My nose will rejoice
Secret Crush: Benjamin Freeland
Secret Crush: Henry Bermet
Staff Photographer Thinking you know me First thing better be camp and pics All I’ll ever do Secret Crush: Flora Davis
Nathan Pierce Web Master
Remember scanning To find that green Toyota? Real physical pain.
Secret Crushes: Claire Shearer and Rey Zane
the roosevelt news
class of 2013
june 7, 2013
Senior wills: pass the baton
Countries, dance moves, and running secrets are passed down Firstly, Liam Keenan, You have always been a fan of my Cat Daddy from the beginning and I thank you. I am also going to miss the days when we would do the Charleston together. As a show of strong friendship I leave my Cat Daddy skills for you to flaunt. Use them well.
Second, to Isaac Bartick, It was a pleasure to High Jump with you this track season. Next year you are going to jump even higher, and probably place in KingCo, therefore it is only right that the position of High Jump Captain goes to you. Good luck. -Anders Dowell
To John Peterson, John you have always shared my love of a nice head of hair. From the moment I first laid my eyes on you, I thought about what products you might use. This is why I leave you you my comb. I know you will continue to allow that magnificent hair to flow and breath freely. This comb will be a tool you can use to reel back in the greatness when it gets out of control. Use it with care. -Sam James
Dear Tessa Lapatra, Everyone knows that rowers are the girliest of all the athletes. We all have our inner divas, but it’s time to expose yours to the world. I’m passing on my beloved Beyonce C D . Keep the diva swag alive at Po co c k Tess! Love ya, Franny Wood
I hereby bequeath my SK PR, my cross country sweatshirt, and the brick to Nathan Smith, my favorite brother. Nate, I also want to leave you with memories of Band of Brothers marathons, sandcastles, and complaining about othre drivers on 65th. There wont be anyone around to have the best view in the house, so I guess you can have my room too. Keep your shoulders back! -Mitchell Smith Nolet, I leave my grace and charm to you. Grace,You can have my love. Kenny Hall, Take my academic prowess.Mackoff, I give you my tenacity. Remaining HFBers, I leave the rest of me to you. ( ( ( Love ) ) ) W
Dear Sarah Biely, Caroline Painter, and Charlotte Hevly, We leave to you a water gun to fend off the boys, glow sticks for next years XClusive party and seXC movie nights. Scream your hearts out before every race for us, take care of Donna, and remember the rest is still unwritten. Love, Willa Hevly, Grace Hodge, and Kendall Sahl
To Rhian Lindhjem, I leave my right eyeball and my entire collection of bluegrass music. May you see far and dance wildly. - Hope Johnson
Carmen Abbe, I hereby designate you my successor as baddest curly-haired brunette on newspaper. Whip them curls proudly. Love, Bea
My Dearest Connor Davis, Forthwith I do bequeath all the lands and hoildings of black fabric, the land and all whom reside witin it. And furthure more i do transfer thee the title of Duke Major of Black Fabric. From I Benjamin Paul Briggs 1st Duke of Black Fabric to thee, Connor Excelsior Davis 2nd Due of Black Fabric I also give you my power to control forest creatures, and a set of social skills, something I’m sure you could utilize. Super ASB (not RHS leadership thing, you know what im talking about) Love, Ben Briggs
I, Alexander Hume, bequeath my skills of tomfoolery and showmanship to Liam Keenan as he goes on to occupy my drama throne next year. I also leave with him my love for pajama pants, Ms. G and slip-on shoes.
june 7, 2013
class of 2013
the roosevelt news
Moving on and up
Senior wills leave behind memories and stories To Connor Hanify I leave my sass. It’s been an incredible two years watching you grow into such a feisty young man and my hope is that in leaving my legacy of sarcastic and cynical comments you will continue on to do me proud by becoming the reigning queen of sass.
Dear Natalie (Teammate, Expert, Fat), Soooo…it looks like you will have no friends next year, seeing that all the seniors are leaving. During our time at Roosevelt, we have noted your extraordinary ability to branch out and befriend upperclassmen, something not many can applaud themselves for. Your approachable character invites friendly conversation to whomever you may encounter. You truly embody the ideal companion. But you musn’t let these compliments get to your head; you will still have no friends. Think about it, Fat, whom will you scream “Love on Top” out of car windows with? Or, who will ski death defying EXPERT runs with you? But most importantly, who’s going to be helping you while you blow out fires?? It looks like a rough year lies ahead for you. That being said, we leave you with infinite elevator talks, unlimited minutes via phone, and a bar of soap—because we thought it smelt nice…and it’s from Whole Foods, so you know it’s good. We hope you treasure these items as much as we treasure you, Natalie. Love, Tyler and Daniel
To Malcolm Roux, I bestow the dose of common sense which he so dearly needs, the legacy of the shortest 800 runner in the race, and the pleasure of giving Ms. Roux a hard time. To Nathan Wolfe, I give a deadly necklace of racing spikes to intimidate friends and foes alike, as well as my even deadlier sass. There’s swag in tights. Hit the weights at least twice a week. Loan me Bioshock Infinite. To Adam Houston, I leave the legacy of silent criticism from the back of the newsroom, which was given to me by Hart Hornor. Stay idealistic, despite the nefarious influences that surround you. -Galen Caldwell
To the beautiful Emma Dunlap I leave the stress of a hundred women simultaneously experiencing menopause while trying to rule a small country. I also leave you the mystery of what’s inside the big giant box I will be leaving behind with you as has been tradition for head editors since the beginning of time. (Being editor-in-chief has it’s perks too). Do me proud, my newspaper darling, and don’t forget that it’s okay to abuse your power every once in a while. Love Always, Abby
My dearest Max Rose From the spontaneous beginning of our friendship to the bittersweet end of my high school career, I leave you my kitty, Edith, to symbolize our relationship of tough love. May she provide comfort only in times when you miss me. Love you dearly. Xo, Ellie We pass down the honors of carrying out Donut Friday, every second week during second period to the three biggest trouble-makers in Mr. Marensteins next year second period class. -Doug McCoulagh, Frank Chiappone, Crosby Schultz
Dear Lisa Colligan, I leave to you the art of Feng Shui, the ‘cd’, and the magical Arts and Entertaining skills. To Emma Dunlap I leave the promise that I will drive you around when I come visit. Carmen Abbe, I’m giving you all the positivity left in me, as if you need any more. Finally, to Cole Garry I leave the power to judge without apology. Love, Tamar
Take a bite of your sandwich if... Twitter: - Abby H. quotes a trap song - Spencer does a real talk tweet - Ben Z tries to piss someone off - Chris L includes the word “ratchet” - Marquel tweets about girls loving football - Josa gives a S/O - Claire tweets about last night - Steve tweets about food he made - Corn tweets about something only he understands - Abby Z. tweets about a customer at her teashop - Every time Zena hashtags #Habesha - Kyle B tweets something sarcastic - Jenn tweets something with a winky face - Charlie tweets something he thought about for two days - Taku tweets about slacking off at work - Austin tweets about school spirit - Tuna complains about his mom - Ellie tweets about something no one cares about Roosevelt Occurrences: - The Roosevelt Football team refers to a teammate as a “brother” - Ms Merrell wears magenta Uggs - A random group starts spontaneously break dancing - The clocks don’t work - You hear....SQUUAADDDDDD - PJ tells you to pick up your trash - You see me Ms Jermann grilling (teaching) a freshman in the hallway - You see Mr Marenstein and Mr Walseth walking down the hallway holding hands (or you think they should be) - If you throw away the newspaper Count the number of Abbys you can find in the newspaper! The first person to bring the correct answer to Rm 235 will collect a special prize from new Editor in Chief Emma Dunlap Jules and Ellie’s Summer Playlist: Kick back and relax this summer to the hand-picked playlist by your favorite seniors
- Tutti Frutti Summer Love ..... Günther - The Funeral ..... Band of Horses - I Hit it First ..... Ray-J and Bobby Brackins - This is why I’m hot ..... MIMS - Bad Touch ..... Bloodhound Gang - I Knew You Were Trouble .....Taylor Swift - Crank Dat ..... Soulja Boy - Replay ..... Iyaz - Call Me Maybe ..... Carly Rae Jepsen - Friday ..... Rebecca Black - Juggalo Island ..... Insane Clown Posse - Never Gonna Give You Up ..... Rick Astley - Just a Friend ..... Biz Markie - Fire Burning ..... Sean Kingston
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