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The Price Our Teachers Pay
As the minutes ticked down from 8:45 a.m., students began to pile up in the third floor hallway of Fenway High School, wondering where their math teacher was. Although they were glad to have extra time before the start of class, the students were beginning to feel anxious when Chadwick Johnson finally reached the top of the stairs. Johnson arrived 10 minutes late to his 9th grade Algebra 2 class. His reason: he was attending a nearby protest for teachers’ rights.
The protest Johnson attended was for a contract of teacher rights and for the improvement of the schools. This includes smaller class sizes, enough desks for the students, full time librarians and nurses—and higher pay. According to The Washington Post, 73 percent [of Americans] have expressed that they would support public school teachers in their community if they went on strike for higher pay.
The amount that teachers make has always been a debated topic. Although it is true that most teachers in Boston are fortunate enough to live comfortably, it is no secret that the same cannot be said for other states. With the recent teacher protests across the country, national teacher wage inequality is rising to the surface. For example, according to CNBC, teachers in Oklahoma earn an annual mean wage of $42,460, while teachers in Alaska can earn up to $82,020.
Although our local teachers do get paid well, they still face challenges, especially with Boston’s high cost of living. Boston is one of the most expensive cities in the U.S., and it’s catching up with the teachers. 
Rodolfo Morales is currently a principal for the Phineas Bates Elementary School in Roslindale. He began his educational career at the Hurley K-8 Dual Language School and at the Hernandez School as a teacher, then moved his way up to his principal title. As a former teacher and principal, Morales understands the financial struggle of a teacher, both from a personal and administrative point of view. 
“There have been some big shifts in Boston, including the pandering to affluent transplants,” Morales said. “This has made it challenging for many lifelong Bostonians to stay in Boston. Gentrification has hit the city hard. It seems that each year, I know fewer and fewer teachers that can afford to stay in the city.” 
While many BPS teachers’ salaries fall within the $80,000-$100,000 range, a study by research site SmartAsset estimated that rent for the average two-bedroom apartment in Boston costs nearly $40,300 per year. This means that a single renter will need an income of at least $143,800. There are many people who believe all teachers deserve more than this.
Siri Carr is a teacher at Match Middle School. She has worked as a teacher for three years, and earns $52,500. Although she earns a comfortable salary, Carr believes that a teacher’s work is worth more than they often earn. 
“I think teachers should be paid on par with how much doctors are paid, because I think there are a lot of parallels in our work,” Carr said. “We both work long and hard hours, and our jobs work with the public.”
Morales recognizes the teachers in his school who go above and beyond in their job. 
“I have teachers that enter the building with the custodian who opens the doors at around 7 a.m. I then have teachers that stay until the doors are locked after 7 p.m.,” he said.
Johnson, along with many more of the Fenway faculty, stays in school after hours, meets with students during lunch and even comes in early to help those who are struggling in class. It is teachers like these who prove to the population how important teachers are.
Students who grow and mature through the help of their teachers have sympathy for them. They too agree with the notion that teachers deserve more than they get. Vladimira Amado is one of these students. 
“I don’t think they get paid enough for what they do, especially the teachers that cover more than one class,” she says.
However, despite these challenges, there are still people who enter the teaching field, passionate about education. Jocelyn Cespedes, for example, wants to become a teacher. Her plan is to become an accountant to be able to raise enough for savings and insurance, then study to become a second grade teacher. The way she plans to jump these hurdles demonstrates a teacher's persistence. 
The recent protests in California, West Virginia, Kentucky, Oklahoma, Arizona and Colorado have all brought up a messy yet important issue. How do you put a price on the education of America’s future? The truth is you can’t, and the patient and devoted teachers in our schools deserve more. So the next time you see your teacher, say thank you, because it is well earned. 
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Dr. Najmo was at her lab working with her assistant Taina, testing the gun. They had been working on the gun for three years now.
“Do you think it's going to work?” Taina asked doubtfully.
Dr. Najmo didn’t reply to her, because she was watching the TV and saw news about gun violence. This reminded her of a past memory, of when she was five years old and saw gun violence on the TV for the first time. This was why she was making this gun. On the TV she saw corpses of students who died during gun violence attacks, and the family members of the dead students crying and yelling at police officers. They were killed by a man who shot and killed for fun. It was horrible news, so she shut off the TV.
In 2050, Dr. Najmo looked out on the street and saw that everyone was carrying a gun as an accessory. There was a lot of gun violence and death. The government wanted to ban the guns, but the second amendment would not allow that. Since the government couldn’t solve this problem, Dr. Najmo and her assistant Taina had ideas that would stop people from doing bad things. They had to make a technology that could know when you are doing bad or good stuff. It had to be something that connects to your brain. Since Dr. Najmo had a PHD in neuroscience, she knew it was possible to make this new technology. The new gun had a chip that went
into your brain, or into the person’s brain who wanted to have a gun. The chip helped the gun know what was going to happen with it. It will not allow you to kill any human, and the people who want this gun can use it only for hunting or for a gun collection, keeping the guns at home like trophies.
“I want to ask you a question and you have to answer,” Taina expressed.
“Okay, what is it?” Dr. Najmo said, wondering what she was going to ask.
“Do you think is going to work this time?” Taina asked. She breathed.
“Again with that question,” Dr. Najmo added.
“Just answer the question!” Taina urged.
“Of course it is going to work this this time,” Dr. Najmo assured her.
"We don’t even know how to put it together or make it work.”
“We have been doing this for three years, and nothing works,” Taina said doubtingly.
“Have patience, Taina,” Dr. Najmo pushed.
“If it does not work this time, I'm going to quit. I don’t want to waste my time for something that is not going to work,” Taina warned.
“Taina, it takes time and patience to be successful. We should not give up now when we are getting it right. We should try one more time before we make a decision, to see if is going to work. If it doesn't, we will stop the project,” Dr. Najmo said, convincing her.
“Okay,” Taina said.
Dr. Najmo started putting the gun together. She connected the gun and the chip together using tongs. She felt relieved now that her gun was ready to change the society for the better.
After she put together the gun, she started testing it for the last time, as she promised to Taina. She was standing and leaning over the table, and putting the gun parts together to find where to put the chip in. Taina was watching and listening to her as she put the chip in the gun. 
Dr. Najmo knew that she had to make this work because she had been working on this project for three years, and she didn’t want her three years of work and effort to go to waste. She was walking out on the pavement, and there was a target to test the gun. She raised the gun with her both hands to shoot the target. She closed her right eye under the goggles and shot the target. 
“Bang!” The bullet hit right between the eyes. She jumped out of excitement.
 “Finally my hard work pays off!” Dr. Najmo grinned.
Now that her gun worked, she decided to propose to the government that her gun was safer than the regular guns, and that they should ban other guns and replace them with her new guns. Now, she prepared to meet and shake hands with people from the government who made laws about guns.
“I have a proposal for you that can stop the gun violence,” Dr. Najmo suggested. “I made a new gun that works with technology, it’s called ‘stop wrong.’ This gun has a chip that goes in your brain, which connects them. The gun knows what is going on with your brain, and senses if you are going to do dangerous things. It stops working to prevent you from killing or harming other people with your gun.”
“This is a good idea, but how do we know these guns are safe, because sometimes technology has viruses, and starts doing the opposite,”said John. John was a federal firearm officer whose job was to make laws for gun control, and he was second in command after his supervisor.
Dr. Najmo felt like was he was going to reject her proposal, and all of sudden she got an idea to show that the gun is safe for people. She felt cold as she grabbed the gun and pointed it at John, surprising him.
John stammered as he said, “What are you doing?”
As she tried to shoot John the gun stopped working. She pulled the trigger many times, but nothing came out of the gun.
“Are you crazy? Do want to kill me?” John said.
“No, I was just showing you that the gun is safe for society and the government,” Dr. Najmo explained.
“Okay, I see your point, but I have to talk first with my supervisor before I say anything  to you. I will call you today at 6:30 pm.”
“Okay and bye.”
They shook hands and he left. Dr. Najmo started feeling relaxed as she had a 50 percent chance of getting accepted. She went back to her lab and started having a conversation with Taina.
“How did it go at the meeting?” Taina asked.
“I think it went well and our project will be accepted.”
“Well that is good news.”
“He said he was going to call me at 6:30 pm to give me the result after he talked with his supervisor.”
“I hope we get good news.”
“I am sure we will.”
Three hours passed and now it was 6:29 pm, almost the time he said he was going to call. The clock hit 6:30 pm  and her phone rang. She started praying before she answered the phone. After she finished praying, she answered the phone. 
“Hello.”
“Hi, it is me John, and I have good news for you.”
Dr. Najmo was so surprised that she took a long time to respond to him.
“Hello, Dr. Najmo, are you there?”
“Yes I am here,” she stammered as she spoke.
“Your proposal is approved, would you like to make an announcement to the media?”
Dr. Najmo jumped up and down with excitement. She uttered “thank you,” and replied that she would make announcement.
“Today Stop Violence becomes fully operational.”
The nightly news went from gun violence to missing dogs and weather. People began taking walks at all times of the day and night without fear. The murder rate went down and so did the bank robbery rate and the home invasions rate. Yes, there was still some violence, but there was much less, and it was caused by other things like knives or hands. The society was better off because of their development.
“This project is important to me because in the past there was a lot of gun violence and the society was in fear. I decided to create this gun in order to stop the gun violence because innocent people were dying,” Dr. Najmo said to an audience.
“Parents were losing their son or daughter,” Taina added.
“And sisters were losing a brother, husband or father,” Dr. Najmo continued. “But now we live in peace and liberty because there’s no more gun violence.”

 


 


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2100
New York City, Law Street
7:05 pm
Koral, a 24 year old wanted prisoner, escaped from jail this night. New York City had a warning out about his escape, as escapes happened so rarely. The first time a prisoner had escaped, they caught him and executed him the next day. Koral now needed a trusted place to hide, and the first person he thought of was his family’s friend. He remembered it as the one place that brought him back to his childhood, where he would play and have a great time with the old man. When he got there, it wasn’t the same as in his memory. Yet he knocked on the door of the building that now looked abandoned, hoping to see the old man.
 “Koral?”
 “You’re still here!” Koral felt relieved. “I need help, I didn’t kill my father.”
 “Come inside.”
 “Thank you,” said Koral. “It’s not only me, there are hundreds of innocent people in jail in need of help as well. I know where the judge is.”
 “This is for you, Koral,” said the old man, while handing a small box to him. 
 “What is this?”
“Don’t ask a lot. Just make the judge wear it.”
Three years ago, Koral was living with both of his parents in a poor family. Every night, loud voices were heard from their house. A drunk father yelling out at a poor mother, a boy defending his mother, and the mother crying. Koral’s father abused his wife by taking her small, daily amount of cash, which she gained by cleaning a huge factory. One day, Koral’s mother got sick. At midnight Koral’s father came back home as usual, and he saw the mother suffering in the bed with Koral in front of her. Yet, he didn’t have an ounce of a conscience.
“Hi you, woman, get up and bring me the money you got this day. Quickly, at least we are benefiting from this money, as you’re doing nothing in your life,” said Koral’s father.
Koral looked so angrily at his father and said no words, except telling his mom to not care. Five seconds later, Koral’s father repeated his word again with a loud voice.
“Hi, you, useless woman, bring me your money I said,” cried the father.
“Don’t you see that she is sick, how can she go to work like this?” cried Koral.
“She didn’t go outside the house today? What? Am I hearing that right?” said the father. He went to the mother and grabbed her from her clothes, and started shaking her while Koral was trying to push him away from his mother.
“How come you didn’t bring no money today, what do you want me to do to you now? Give me your mother’s gold ring!”
“No, no please not my mother’s ring, it’s the only thing I have left from her to remember her, please no, not the ring please,” pleaded Koral’s mother while so many tears ran down her check. The father used violence against the mother, and tried to take off the ring from her finger.
“Leave her, don’t touch her or I will kill you. Stop!” cried Koral while trying to defend his mom. 
The neighbors were all watching from their house windows and listening.
Suddenly, a gunshot was heard from Koral’s house. The father was shot in his back and fell down to the ground. Koral looked surprisedly at his father, then in the direction where the shot came from, and he saw somebody go out the door quickly and run. As Koral saw his mother on the ground, he couldn't focus on the somebody, and he tried to make his mother answer him by calling her name loudly. But it was time for her to leave him. After, the police came and arrested Koral with no evidence, only based on what the neighbors said to the police, that Koral had been the killer of his father.

2100
New York City, Law Street
5:30 am
Koral sneaks down the back entryway of the court house into the poorly lit hallways where the cleaning workers were arriving. He is wearing a black cap with a hoodie pulled over it, trying to hide his face, but not out of fear. His hazel eyes are locked on the door of the judge’s floor ahead of him, but just as he was about to take a step down the hall, he heard a custodian coming down the other hallway with his cart. Koral hides before the worker can see him, then comes up behind him and holds his mouth shut.
“Shuu, I will not hurt you, I just need you to comply with what I am going to ask you to do.” whispered Koral. The worker looked so confused and nodded. Koral tied him up, took his clothes and his ID to disguise himself, and walked toward the door. Two seconds later, he came back and promised the custodian, “Sorry brother, I’ll make sure you will get your clothes back.” 
Koral entered the judge's floor, and he was alert of everything around him while moving without suspicion. As he walked, he watched a guy approach a security guard and asked him about where a specific judge was. The guard looked him up and down and called the other guards over. and without letting the guy speak, they dragged him to a special room. 
“0925, 0936, 0942— found it,” whispered Koral. He entered the room without anyone noticing, and he was now standing in front of the judge
“It’s not time for the cleaning yet, you’re probably new. Get out,” said the judge while focusing on his work.
“Not before you listen to me!” said koral while he quickly reached the judge. He took out a knife from his belt and put it near the judge’s neck, while holding him from the back. Koral had never hurt someone, and he will never hurt anyone, but he did it just to scare the judge.
“Who are you? Wait, what are you doing?” cried the judge.
“I will not hurt you, just listen to me. I am not criminal as you think, so you need to listen to me,” whispered Koral. The judge knew that he was Koral from his voice, as he was the only wanted person in New York City. Without Koral noticing, the judge reached a small button under his desk and pressed it, which sent an emergency alert to the security that something was wrong.
During the next twenty seconds the judge tried to calm down Koral, until the security came up to the judge’s room, and caught Koral. Koral was yelling to let him go and listen to him, but the judge didn’t respond, and ordered security to call the police and take him to jail.

New York City, Police Station.
7:00pm
Koral sat in the jail cell, so weak and hopeless, thinking about his execution that next day. The second door of the cell opened. A young captain entered the room. Her long black eyelashes were as beautiful over those golden brown eyes as honey, her smile was sweet like an innocent baby. Koral’s pupils dilated and shone as the stars in the sky when he saw her, and for a moment he forget all his pain and what had happened to him.
“It’s you Angela!” said Koral with excitement.
“Yes, it’s me. I am here for you. When I heard you were here, I couldn’t leave you alone. How are you?” said Angela.
“I failed Angela. That’s it, I can’t do anything now, even though I have strong evidence that I am innocent. I didn’t want this to happen, I thought I could help our people at least with a little thing,” said Koral.
“What was the strong evidence you had that you were innocent?” said Angela
“A technology that the old man I talked to you about gave to me while I was in jail. An invisible contact lens that when the judge wears it, it will show if the person was innocent or not. Whatever, I don’t want you to think about it now, it’s too late now,” said Koral.
“No, don’t say that Koral. The Koral that I know never gave up, he always stayed as strong as he could, even if something was impossible, he would always try his best. Koral, you’re not alone. I will do something I never thought I would do in my life.”
“Wait, what? Angela are you going to bre…” said Koral.
“Yes, break the law. I can’t see you and other people suffer from this injustice and do nothing. As long as I know I will be doing it for the right, I am okay with it. Now tell me, where can I find the lens?” said Angela
“It should be in my bag that they took when they brought me here. It’s a black bag that has the letter K on it at the bottom, and inside it, you will find a small blue box that has the invisible lens,” said Koral. Angela walked to the door to leave, and Koral called out, “Angela, thank you,” and then Angela smiled and left. Next, she went to the room where they put the arrested people’s stuff, and waited far away until the policeman went to the restroom. This is it, it’s Angela chance, she had only three minutes to enter the room, find the bag and take the lens without anyone noticing or catching her. Angela entered the room and got it, and suddenly when she was going outside, the policeman came.
“Can I help you, Capital?” said the police officer.
“Aa..aa, I am good, just got confused between the rooms. You know I don’t really came around here too much.”
“Okay, just make sure next time to not enter rooms you have no business in.” 
“Aa haha no don’t worry,” said Angela with fake smile and stress. Angela left the police office as quickly as she could. She took a deep breath and located the small box. Then left, with a huge speed.

New York City, Law Street
10 pm
Angela parkes outside in front of the court, waiting for the judge to leave. The judge gets out the building, enters his car and leaves. Angela quickly turns on her car and starts following him without him noticing her. When they enter a road where there is no one there, Angela speeds up her car and suddenly turns the car to block the judge’s way. The judge stops his car and gets out.
“Are you crazy? We almost died in an accident! Who are you? Get out of your car and face me!” cried the judge. Angela got out her car and showed her face, the judge surprised.
“Yes, it’s me Capital Angela B. I know the consequences of what I did, but listen to me first.”
“What’s wrong with these crazy people coming to me today and saying ‘listen to me?’ Did you risk your life for that? Why you didn’t just come to me in my office?” 
“The thing you’re about to hear from me may change both of our lives for the better or worse, based on you.”
“Wait, what?”
“I am here for the arrested Koral Para.”
“Wait wait, stop there Angela, you will ruin your life for that criminal? You're under arrest for putting the judge’s life at risk.”
“Okay, I am okay with that, as long as I know that I did it for a good reason, to be an upstander for what’s right. At least I never did something that ruined a lot of innocent people’s lives like you did. How can you put your head on the pillow and sleep comfortably while you killed so many people’s dreams, future, and life?”
“What are you talking about? Our government is doing right for us all to have a perfect society     without criminals around us.”
“How can you be that blind from seeing the truth? Arresting people without even any evidence is the right for you? Having children in jail because of their weak grades is fair for you? Just to be a perfect society! Imagine your child gets a low grade on their final test one year, would you accept him going to jail and ruining his life?”
“I know Angela, but this is how it works, we can’t do anything as long as there is no strong evidence to change the way it is.”
“No, there is. That’s why I am here today. Koral is innocent. He got arrested just because people think he was the one who killed his father, with no evidence.”
“But he escaped and tried to hurt me this morning?”
“Believe me, he wasn’t going to hurt you, he has never hurt anybody. He escaped because he had no other choice to save our society. He did that just to show you the technology he had which will help us all survive, and end the injustice that is happening. And here is the technology, please give us a chance and try it,” pleaded Angela.
Angela gave him the small box. The judge opened it and wondered what it was. He agreed to go back with her to the court in the morning at 5 pm.
The next day, the judge ordered for Koral to come to the court and try the invisible lens. Angela also wanted to show all the people that Koral was innocent, so she asked the judge to call the news stations to send reporters to the court and have them record what happened. Koral arrived to the courtroom, and he looked at Angela. She closed her eyes to make him feel a little bit comfortable. Then, the judge entered the room and everyone in the court stood up.
“We are here today, to take a look again of the file of the prisoner Koral Para, who was arrested for killing his father. However, we had strong evidence to help us do the right thing and find out the truth. With this advanced technology called the invisible lens, I will be able to see if a person is really innocent or a criminal. As I wear it, it’s supposed to show me all the prisoner records since he was born. So without losing any time, let’s get started. Prisoner Koral Para?”
“Yes judge, it’s me.”
“Stand up and look at me straight in my eyes without blinking,” said the judge. He wore the invisible lens and looked at Koral. After a second, a blue circle with small dots circled around Koral’s face, his ID showed up, and with capital letters it said INNOCENT. Then the judge held the contact lens to the court’s huge camera, and showed the people what the lens showed.
“I want all the people to know that Koral Para is innocent, and for the five years he was in jail, we will honor him by giving him a spot in the government. As Koral’s dream job is being a soldier, he will get training for that,” said the judge. 
Everyone started clapping, and Koral eyes smiled and filled with tears. The old man came up to him and hugged him as if he were his own son.
“Now, at least my conscience can rest a little from the pain I caused you to go through.”
The End.

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Lisa went into the room to grab some equipment. The room had many screens to show the patients’ information, only when the doctor puts in the code. She looked at the patients who were sitting in the bed.     
 “Good morning, I am your Doctor Lisa. How can I help you today?” she asked.
“Nice to meet you. I am John. I have a really bad headache.”
After a few minutes, while Lisa was examining John, he grabbed her hand and pushed her to the table, and touched a place he was not supposed to touch. Her face was angry and as red as a pepper when she realized she was getting harassed. She screamed as loud as a lion roared, and in a matter of seconds, members of the staff came to rescue Lisa. They saw John on top of Lisa, and two of the three members of the staff carried the crazy man out of the room. 
As Lisa was walking home from work, her mind traveled to images from long ago, thinking about stories her friends had told her when they were threatened and harassed. Sarah was one of those friends, and Sarah had told her about when a stranger followed her into her car. This made her think about using the technology she developed, called the ‘Electric Projector Nervous.’ She had been holding back and hoping things would get better. After having to hear about someone experiencing that same feeling, and not wanting it to happen to any other innocent people, she decided she wanted to take action.
 Lisa’s robot opened the door for Lisa and welcomed her home. Her friend Robert had won a challenge and gotten two robots, and he had given one to Lisa. 
“Dr. Lisa, welcome! What can I help you with tonight? You look very tired and angry,” said the robot. 
The robot brought her some water, and she started to type her message on her Hologram Machine. 
She typed the following: “As you know, we have suffered enough with men threatening and harassing women, and I was a victim myself today. I have this technology that I developed a few months ago when my best friend Sarah was harassed, but I was hoping things would get better. Today, I experienced my own incident, so it’s time for me to be an upstander and help all the women like me who are suffering and have suffered. Come to my house immediately, no later than 5:00 pm, and I will give you the Electric Projector Nervous shots. It goes to your nervous system and sends the brain an alarm to shoot an electric shock when you’re in danger of being harassed. The shot also expires after every year, so you have to get a new shot every year. I will set up a tent in my backyard. I hope to see you soon.’
After she sent the message, she headed over to the bathroom and wanted to take a shower. But, as she was done taking a shower, she dried her long black hair. She gazed at herself in the mirror and saw a strong women with large dark eyes and a determined mouth.
Lisa’s robot notified her that her guests were arriving to get the shots. The rows of women were getting longer and longer, and even though it was difficult to come because of the scorching heat of the sun, they still came. Lisa looked at the long line of women, thinking about the day she was harassed, and hoped that this day would change all the lives of the suffering women like her. She imagined their futures, where gender is not discriminated against, and in particularly, not women.
“Excuse me, does this thing have an age gap? I was wondering if my 4 year old daughter can get it too,” asked a woman who had just received her shot.
“I am sorry, your daughter looks too young. It’s for 12 years and older,’’ answered Dr. Lisa. 
Later that evening, a man heard his wife’s hologram while he was pretending to sleep and listened to his wife’s message. He couldn't believe that women could do such things, so he followed her. He couldn’t believe how many women were in the line and how diverse it was. He saw young, old, rich, poor, black and white. The man ran and called his friends to come join him, and when they saw it they were also shocked. They started attacking Lisa, but the woman who already gotten the shots ran to protect her, and an invisible power came off their hands and pushed the men away. They fell to the ground. While the men were on the ground they were shaking and their eyes rolled back. They couldn’t move for ten minutes. When the women saw this they were as surprised as a kid opening their favorite present. A television newsperson heard about the event and came to the house. 
“Here we are at Dr. Lisa’s house, and it appears that there are some men who have been attacked. Let’s see what Dr. Lisa has say about this,” the newscaster said.
“First, I would like to explain why these men are on the ground. These men attacked these women, and tried to assault them, so the women have technology that helps them to protect themselves from men who want to harm them. It will give electric shocks, and that person will suffer, like the men you are seeing now. I want people to know that women are not weak and men and women are equal. I like to tell men that women are your mothers, sisters, wives and daughters, so why are you looking down on them and making them inferior?” 
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It was the year 2050 and everyone seemed worried about the project of High water. It had been five years since the High water company launched their project, and some people loved it. The project was a robot named Bobby. This project came out because most of the kids were wasting their time using their phone or playing video games, so they weren’t spending time with their family. High water company made the name of the robot Bobby, because they believed the kids would like it. The robot could teach the kids how to spend time with their family, but they didn’t explain the real intention they had with these robots. They decided to charge the robot for 50,000 dollars, so the rich and middle class people could give the robot to their kids. It all started when the kids got the robots. Everything seemed awesome, but a minute later the robot was out of control, and started treating the kids badly. They told them to be disrespectful with their parents, like not listening to their parents. The kids didn’t do their homework, and were also bad in school.
 Dondre lived in Atlanta, GA, where the kids had a lot advantages with technology such as computers and software, and their parents had a lot of money. He was friends with every kid in the neighborhood, but he had one close to him.
 Dondre tried to call his best friend. 
“Hey, yo Rigo. It’s me Dondre.”
“What’s good bro,” said Rigo.
“Bro is your Bobby robot acting weird?” asked Dondre.
“Yup bro, he been saying bad things that I need to do,” Rigo responded.
“Damn bro I thought that it was my Bobby robot only!” Dondre said.
“Dondre bro I’m a little scared about this robot,” Rigo said.
Dondre got worried and said, “Rigo, don’t be scared, we will figure out how to stop this mean and nasty robot!”
“How are we gonna do that, Dondre?” asked Rigo. 
“Chill out bro! Can we meet at 11:00 am in our secret place?” responded Dondre. 
“Ok bro I’ll be there,” said Rigo
They met in the library where they had a secret room. The robots couldn’t go in the library because that was only for human beings. Dondre and Rigo thought that they needed to know more about the robots. They started to research on the web. The High water company didn’t have a clear purpose on their website, so they were confused and started wondering more. They were thinking of hacking the company, because they didn’t understand the intention that High water company had with these robots.
Dondre’s grandfather created a software called Triple x, which can hack almost anything. Dondre knew where his grandfather had saved this software in Dondre’s house. He went to his house to get the software, and Rigo stayed to check if anybody got in.  Dondre got the software, went to the library, and then started to hack the company. Still at 12:00 pm they were trying to hack the web of High water company, and when they finally got in they found out the purpose the company had. The purpose was to control the kids, and get all of their attention, and steal the passwords of the parents’ money, so the robot could steal the money.
 Dondre and Rigo realized that this was a crime that the company had tried to do with these robots, so they were thinking about how to solve this misdemeanor. Everytime Dondre saw the robot who told him bad things, he thought about how happy he had been, playing video games, before these robots changed his life.  
 It was 1:00 pm, and Rigo’s robot tried to enter to the library. Then he saw nobody was at the back door of the library, and he took advantage of that and got in. The robot started to search for Rigo, slowly, because anybody could see him in the library, and it was not allowed for the robots to enter in. He saw an old door and he went closer to the door and heard Dondre’s voice, and then Rigo’s voice, so he stayed quiet and listened to what they were saying against the High water company. He realized that they had discovered the plan of the company.
“Hello, it’s robot 23,” said the robot.
“I told you very clearly that you can’t call me,” responded the boss.
“I know but we gotta problem! The kid I have, he and his friend have found out our plan,” said the robot.
“Give to them a fright so they stop looking at us,” ordered the boss.
“Got it,” the robot said. 
The robot broke the door where Rigo and Dondre were, and then tried to stop them. He said to them, “Rigo, and Rigo’s friend, stop doing that or I will hurt you guys.”
Rigo and Dondre got scared so they ran away to Dondre’s house, and they hid in Dondre’s room under the bed. They were so nervous about what the robot could do to them. The robot came to Dondre’s house asking for them, and Dondre’s mother said, “I didn’t see them enter but let me check.” The mother checked the house and Dondre’s room and she didn’t see anybody. “Hey, there is nobody here,” said Dondre’s mother to Rigo’s robot. The robot went away to Rigo’s house.
Dondre and Rigo didn’t know what to do, so Rigo said, “so what’s next Dondre! Now my robot tried to hurt us because we are doing something against them.” 
“I don’t know Rigo, let me think.” 
“We don’t have much time,” said Rigo.
“I got one idea. What if we hack the robot and then deactivate them!” said Dondre.
“How are we going to do that?” asked Rigo.
“Listen to me. Call your robot and I will call mine. When they come here, we are going to yell that we are in the basement. When they get here, close the door and wait until they run out of charge,”  Dondre responded.
“Let’s do it,” said Rigo.
The robots went to the house. The robot entered the basement and was looking for them. At that time, the robots realized it was a trap. At that moment, Rigo and Dondre closed the door on them. It was 4:30 pm and the robots didn’t have enough battery, so Rigo and Dondre went down to the basement with the computer to hack the robots, and saw them down on the floor. They started to hack; they put a cable on the back of the robot, but they couldn’t do it. The software that they had didn’t work to hack the robots that way.
 They were worried about it, and they entered the High water website again to look for information on the robots. Then they saw a button that said “destroy the project for emergences,” so they clicked on that, but they needed a code. Dondre and Rigo were looking for the code, opening everything on the web, but they didn’t see anything. Then Rigo got an idea to check the robots and see if they could find something about the code. After 5 min, they saw a lot messy cables with different colors, and one that they couldn’t see well, with a red light blinking. Rigo started to get curious and he got magnifying glass to see this little thing, and he saw a numbers that could be the code. They put the code in the computer, and got access to hack the robot. When they finally finished hacking the robots they were jumping, laughing and clashing their hands. Dondre went to his father.
 “I need to tell you something Dad. The robot that you gave me told me bad things that I needed to do, like trying to get the password where you save some of the money that you bring home,”  said Dondre.
“I’m not in the mood for jokes now Dondre! Why would the robot want the password? That doesn’t make any sense,” responded Dondre’s father.
“Let me show you why Dad! Look their website: it says here that they want to steal our money! I’m not lying Dad.” 
             “Ummm I will call our lawyer.”
       Dondre’s father met with his lawyer and saw how bad the situation was. They found out they could make a report to High water company for trying to steal. It was 6:00 pm, and Dondre’s father went to the police and made a report against High water. After 1 hour, the FBI went to the High water company and started a investigation about the accusations. The FBI took 2 hours and found evidence against High water. After that, the FBI arrested the owner of the High water. Dondre’s father was proud of him and his friend Rigo for being brave and discovering this extortion, so Dondre’s father called Dondre to tell him something.
               “I want to say something to you son! I feel so proud of you, and that makes me understand that you are growing up very well,” said Dondre’s father.
                Dondre smile and said, “Thank you Dad, it’s good that you know I’m not a baby boy anymore!”
               Dondre’s father responded, “I’m sorry son for thinking that the robot could teach you how spend time with us! But I realized that the responsibility is ours. As your parents, we need to spend more time with you son.” 
                Dondre said, “It is not time to have regrets Dad! We will spend more fun and important time together.”
       









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You know how the saying goes: April showers bring May flowers. However, April showers can also bring long, gray days when you’re trapped inside the house, and after one of the rainiest winters on record, no one wants any more of those. Luckily, our staff writers have all figured out how to beat rainy day boredom—here’s their advice.

Relax.
I sleep in bed for probably more than is considered healthy for a person. I don't know what is is about the rain that makes it so soothing, but I'm pretty sure it's hypnotic. Although the adventurous side of me would love to sprint across the slippery grass in the warm summer rain, another part of me just wants to cuddle up in a fuzzy blanket on the couch and simply look outside. -Tiffany Cespedes

I take a nice, warm shower and get myself all relaxed, wrap a towel around my hair, get into some comfy and oversized clothes and peacefully sip my coffee like I don't have a care in the world. -Ameerah Dada

Go on an adventure! 
Make sure to put on a classic raincoat and galoshes combo, paired with a clear umbrella, maybe even a bucket hat. Then, head out when it’s still drizzling and meet up with a friend. You can walk around the city together, headed nowhere in particular, and maybe head inside for coffee and tea when the rain gets to be too much. Sit by the window, people watching and talking. Look at all the dogs that pass by and try and name them. Have an existential crisis or two. Go to a bookstore and pick up random novels and reading whatever page you open up, or head to an antique shop and make up stories as to how pieces ended up there. And once the day comes to an end, head your separate ways and sleep to the sounds of rain hitting your roof and laughter still echoing in your head. -Mariella Murillo

...Or not.
I would definitely NOT go outside because I HATE going inside of a dry area all weak and feeling soggy. It's just so disgusting and makes me feel uncomfortable. There isn't really any place I go in the rain except the mall. The mall is the only place I'd be happy to go to on a rainy day. -Gabrielle Bolden

Get contemplative.
Is there a word for raindrops pattering down a window? I'm not sure, but what better time to look for one than while watching the rain slide down the window of an MBTA car? A rainy day is the perfect time to take all of the MBTA lines while searching for words to describe these experiences. Is there a word for the surreal experiences caused by rain? For the inspiration that the pluvial weather causes? I suggest reading a large book of foreign poetry to compete with the kid on the red line who likes to read about astrophysics on a rainy day. Before they get off, ask them for their favorite astrophysics fact, then respond with your favorite poetic line about the rain. Make sure to slip in the word “petrichor,” the smell of rain on grass, to make sure they know you're a free spirit. When they leave, stare picturesquely out the window and ponder the fleetingness of human connections, as fragile as drops of rain on an MBTA window. -Masha Leyfer

Catch up on your Netflix queue. 
I'm really into a show on Netflix called “Lucifer.” Watching that while the gray light hits the window while I can hear the rain and wind is like heaven for me. “Lucifer” is not too loud and not too quiet; it has just the right amount of suspense and action in it to be relaxing and exciting at the same time. -Ameerah Dada

My ideal rainy day situation is to cuddle with my boo and watch TV, and maybe take a stroll along the Charles River. -Amy Aguilar    

Lean in to the dark atmosphere. 
My ideal way to spend a rainy Boston afternoon is to wander the city in search of the perfect spot to sulk.  Shady trees, in the glow of convenient street lights, even just in the middle of Copley. I will stand, eyes down, fists clenched, rain flowing through my freshly gelled hair, down my face, eventually becoming lost in the sea of my tears. I use the dark energies gathered by my rain-soaked brood sessions to conjure up the most powerful, most legendary, dare I say even most life-changing of... bad puns. Then I get Shake Shack and read. -Jacob Downey
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Suppose you want to impress your date tonight. Red roses are the go to on a date night. You’re nervous, hands are clammy, your hair keeps sticking up in odd places and you KNOW you gelled it down. You have thirty minutes until you’re supposed to be at your dinner location. But first—flowers. 
Stepping into the flower shop, plants are blooming in unexpected places. 
The walls, floors and even the door has plants curling around it. Hurrying up to the florist, you ask “Can I have a bouquet of red roses?”
But why red roses? Why not blue hydrangeas, her favorite color? Red roses are widely known as the “symbol of love” around the world. Every year on Valentine’s Day, convenience stores are a violent shade of red, red roses are printed on cardboard boxes.
Victorians are the ones who originally hosted the flower exchange party, the OG’s. In Victorian era Britain (1837-1901—the years that Victoria was Queen), bouquets with various plants held meaning, and so one who had romantic inclination toward another would send a bouquet, expecting one in return with a response. Let's have a moment of silence for those who never got a response, a harsh left on read at 5:49 p.m. Bouquets weren’t limited to romance though—enemies would send each other bouquets full of basil to signify their hate for each other. Yellow roses, are arguably a powerful flower, meaning infidelity. Imagine the horror of being sent a yellow bursting bouquet from your partner! Unfortunate. So this spring, head to your local flower shop, smell the flowers, prance past the red petals and give a unique bouquet to your mom, dad, dog and friend (if they aren’t allergic).

Agapanthus: love letter
This flower, native to South Africa, is defined as “love letter.” Its name is derived from the Greek term agap, which means love, and anthos, meaning flower. A pretty blue color, use this flower when writing a love letter, and press it into the pages for a unique touch. 

Poinsettia: be of good cheer
A classic christmas flower, named after Joel Roberts Poinsett, who brought the flower from Mexico in 1828, this flower is the epitome of christmas. I vaguely remember learning how to perfect painting a red poinsettia back in elementary school, and hanging mine on the student artwork board, one of my proudest moments. You don’t have to wait till christmas to break out this flower—gift it to someone who needs a smile.

Purple Hyacinth: please forgive me
 The namesake of this flower is after Hyacinthus, a pretty young spartan prince, who was both adored by Apollo, the sun god and Zephyr, the wind god. Zephyr spotted Apollo and Hyacinthus having a game of discus, and in his jealous rage, blew the discus back, and it then striked Hyacinthus at the head, killing him. Out of his blood, the first hyacinth flower grew. Gift this flower to one who you’ve wronged, in hopes of forgiveness. 

Heather: protection  
The only reason why I chose to discuss this flower is because of the movie, Heathers. A favorite movie of mine, if someone told me to guess this flower’s meaning I would’ve said “revenge” or “regret,” as Heather Duke becomes the new clique leader. Aside from the movie, this flower, I assume, should ward off the evil eye, or keep one in good health from illness. You could also use this flower to say “I will protect you,” or “I ask for protection.” 

Myrtle: love
If you’ve read the “Harry Potter” series, you obviously know who Moaning Myrtle is. Killed by a Basilisk in the series, she lives as an immortal ghost in an abandoned bathroom, wailing and crying her eyes out. Desperate to be emphasized and loved, she floats throughout the castle, spreading gossip. Apart from morose “Harry Potter” characters, this flower carries a simple meaning, and is synonymous with a red rose. It isn’t as well known, but if you want a subtle way to say “I love you,” add some myrtle to your bouquet.






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The woman with brown eyes,
you see her, 
but all she sees are your lies. 
Your heart beating out of your chest 
and sweat falling off your palms 
because you’re trying to be someone you’re not and in doing so you’ll become your own enemy. When this war is done,  
your insecurities will eat you alive, 
and keep you separated 
from your heart. 
How can I love you, 
when all I know is your mask? 
How does one love a mask, 
the man with the lost eyes. 
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