Op/Ed

Leticia Desouza

Staff Writer

While growing up, we would often have an idea of what we want to be when we grow up, ideas such as being a doctor, firefighter, a vet, a dentist, an astronaut and the list goes on. 

For some they serve as motivation to do well in school. As for others, it is a goal they must reach to support those who they care for. 

When we’re kids, these jobs seem so tangible, and easy to get. But as we get older and begin understanding how the world outside works, the so tangible dream begins to fade into the distance as we try to figure out what is the best way to survive in the real world.

I myself have a dream job. From when I was little, I would dream of working as a doctor and treating those who need it. I had a little doctor’s kit with the necessary tools for a check up. I would take the little kit, and go around and treat my family members as well as some of my friends. I remember it giving me joy to see my patients smile at my services. 

I held on to the idea of becoming a doctor, and of working in the medical field. But the more I grew, I began to realize how my dream job wouldn’t be achievable if I didn’t work hard on my studies. With the soon realization that my dream could be a very hard task to reach, also came more ideas, and opinions of the idea of “dream jobs” in general.

And so now, at 16 years old, I can honestly say that I have no idea of what my future will be like. I want to be successful with my studies to get a fair job that will pay me enough to support myself, and my family. But I also don’t want to stay in one place for my whole life. I want to explore new areas and new skills. To see what I can do with the things I learned from the previous places I’ve been to. With this mindset, I try to keep my mind open to different possibilities of where my life can head towards. I try to keep tabs on what interests me currently so that I can find jobs that will be supported by those interests and I will enjoy doing that job a lot more.

My more recent experiences have led me to the realization that our society is overly focused on work. From a very young age, we are often asked the big question of “What will you be when you grow up?”. But what most adults don’t realize is that many of those young individuals haven’t lived enough to make up their mind of what they will be doing for the rest of their lives. It was very nice of my mother to buy me a toy doctor’s kit when I was little, but would she have bought me another kit if I wanted to follow through with a less respected job?  Society is so focused and obsessed with work that many forget that the “dream job” isn’t the biggest goal. One’s job doesn’t need to be the ultimate goal, it just needs to be what the person is enjoying at the current moment. 

Our thoughts and our goals are continually changing throughout our lives. Nothing is  permanent. This is the same thing for jobs. Our ideas about what we want to do with our lives can change momentarily or never change at all. This depends on how each individual is and what they want to pursue.

Overall, I feel like the idea of “dream job” should not be as normalized. The topic itself can cause a damaging mindset to the individual thinking about it. Instead a more healthy approach should be introduced for people to choose what they want to do with their lives. The approach would be to follow what you currently enjoy the most. This way, individuals would be satisfied with the things they are doing without going with the ultimate goal of a “dream job”.

Harper Leary | Staff Writer

I began attending William Penn Charter School in Pre-k. I grew up with the kids in my grade. It started with about 30 of us and grew to 120 when we got to eighth grade. 

Throughout middle school, I struggled with the school’s lack of diversity and the continuous similarity of each grade. The school is 71% white, and I was a part of that majority. 

There were multiple times when students had used slurs, and I believe this happened partly because of the upbringing that Penn Charter gave people. I don’t even remember us having conversations about the incidents. The most that happened with me was discussing why the student had been suspended for a few days. No teachers brought it up, and we never talked about why what they did was wrong.

Penn Charter often continued the bubble that the kids were raised in, usually living in the suburbs, going to private school their whole life, etc. The lack of diversity or crucial conversations about race and sexuality is what I think led to these incidents. 

I wanted to attend a school that was more representative of the city I lived in. In addition to the homogeneous student body, I wanted a different learning experience in the classroom. At Penn Charter, I felt that I memorized information for tests and did not absorb it. 

We came back to a unit from a few months ago, and I completely forgot what we had learned. I had my notes, and I had the test on which I had done well, but I couldn’t remember any details. I wanted to remember what I was learning and be able to use it in real life. 

When I learned about the high school fair at the Convention Center during eighth grade, I went; what harm could it do? My parents made it clear that they would support my choice no matter what. They wanted me to do what I thought was best, making the process that much easier.

I decided only to pursue SLA. There was no other school I was interested in. I was intrigued by their ‘project-based learning’— I had never heard of something like that. 

I went to their open house when they were at the School District building due to asbestos. I could immediately tell that there was something special about the school. The students seemed truly happy. 

I remember walking down a hall by myself after the tour, and a girl stuck her head out of a classroom and started talking to me. I mentioned that I was there for the tour, and she laughed, saying that she thought I was a student at SLA. She hugged me and went on her way. That interaction was another push to apply; I felt already intertwined in the community.

After applying, I had to present my project as a part of the application process. I used the presentation that I had made to share with the middle school about scuba diving and why I’m passionate about it. I was so nervous that day; I knew subconsciously how badly I wanted to do well.

A few weeks later, I was accepted into the high school. My mom called me to tell me I had been accepted while sitting in the car with my best friend, Grace, who still attends Penn Charter. 

I struggled with making the decision, mainly because I only had two weeks to decide. I focused on my first reaction to finding out I got in; joy. 

It was a leap of faith that paid off. 

Like other current SLA sophomores, my entire first year was virtual. It was hard but worth it.

When sophomore year began, the most noticeable difference of my new school was how different the student body was; not just racial diversity, but also in gender expression, socioeconomic standing, ethnicity, nationality, and life experience. I was suddenly exposed to an environment that looked much more like my city.

Throughout my six months of in-person school, I’ve noticed more differences that aren’t as apparent. 

One such difference is the discussions held in class. 

I noticed that teachers at Penn Charter often avoided many uncomfortable or ‘controversial’ conversations. In eighth grade, I remember speaking with the librarian about an activist who had advocated for abortion rights. She had brought up the topic, knowing that I was interested in the subject. I knew the teacher pretty well; I was in book club with her. One of my peers had turned to us and asked what we were talking about. I gave him a quick summary and my English teacher at the time overheard what we were discussing. 

From what I remember, he asked me not to talk about it anymore, and I was baffled. I believe I had gotten defensive over the fact that I was speaking to another teacher, and he ended up giving me an infraction over it, which I thought was very uncalled for.

We didn’t discuss the Holocaust at length or eugenics in eighth grade while reading The Book Thief by Markus Zusak. It felt like we weren’t going into the necessary depth. We focused more on the ‘motifs’ and ‘themes’ throughout the novel, not the bravery required to persevere.  

While reading the same book in tenth grade, we are digging much deeper than before. We are talking about the eugenics movement popular in the United States, showing that it wasn’t just Germany with these ideas. Our English teacher makes it a point to connect everything we talk about to something that feels closer to home; so it has more impact. We have had meaningful discussions about moral dilemmas throughout the novel.

Our meaningful, more direct discussions reflect the intense city life that the SLA community finds itself in the middle of. 

A prime example of this is gun violence. SLA has gone into lock-in and lock-down multiple times throughout the year— many of which were because of gun-related incidents. 

I have never been scared during a lock-down or lock-in, though they were new experiences, and I suddenly found myself a part of a community affected by gun activity and violence in the city. This required me to change my naive mindset and realize that I now needed to have my thoughts involved. 

Many peers of mine are not new to this. These weren’t their first gun-related experiences— some also deal with it closer to their home. Some have lost family members, friends, and neighbors. Learning that this was more common than I realized, I’ve become much more aware and conscious of this issue that impacts our city and now myself. 

All of these experiences and memories have shown me how my previous education insulated me from the ‘easy’ real world; where hard conversations are avoided and most people look like you and think like you.  And now, I’m exposed to the hard real world. The real world that doesn’t keep everyone sheltered safe but instead prepares them for what it’s truly like— hard.

by Maya Smelser

Staff Writer

If you are active on Instagram you’ve probably seen the rise of student-made SLA accounts.

The first accounts I saw pop up were @slaaffirmations and @sla_affirmations. Both seem to be inspired by @phillyaffirmations, an account who posts funny and relatable “affirmations” about life in Philadelphia. The SLA version of these accounts posted photos with text like “the vending machine will be full today,” “I will not die going up to the sixth floor,” “I will not pop the yoga balls in Health,” and more. 

The next account that grew in popularity was @sla_sleeps. This page featured photos of students sleeping in class. The most recent account I’ve seen is @sla_wherestheflood, which is dedicated to posting pictures of students “floods,” which in this case is referring to the skin between someone’s sock and pants.

I, and many of my friends, have appeared on one of these pages. and I’ve never heard any complaints or seen a negative impact. Students think these are funny and get excited when they see themselves or someone they know on the pages. 

My time came when I appeared on the @sla_sleep page. I was in English class and I wasn’t sleeping, I just had my head down. My friend snapped a photo of me and submitted it to the page. I first saw it when I got a notification that I was tagged in a post. I clicked it and laughed, then showed it to my friends who also thought it was pretty funny.

I find these accounts funny and mostly harmless, but the school administration doesn’t seem to feel the same way. Some students were asked to take down the accounts by the school. 

These accounts can also create a better school environment. They not only build community, but also keep students in check. Students might be less inclined to sleep in class or keep their masks on, so they won’t get on these pages. It can also go the other way, some of the pictures on the profiles are clearly staged. Someone could argue that these accounts are an invasion of privacy. And while I understand where they would be coming from, I know people who have asked to have their photos taken down and their requests have been respected. 

There have been cases of these school accounts being made to bully other students, but in most cases they are just made for a bit of harmless fun. Accounts made for less-harmless reasons were taken down quickly and dealt with by the school. 

I enjoy these accounts and how they allow for some lighthearted and relatable jokes. Personally, I would love to see more of them.

Valeria Escobar Staff Writer

People have a lot of different feelings on what they think they should share about their life on their social platforms. They have different limits as to when it is too much or what is too private to share online. Personally, I don’t like to share too much about my life on social media, I try to keep what I share online very limited and only share something when I don’t think it’s necessarily something very private about my life. 

The platform that I use the most for communicating with other people and where I share the most information about myself is Instagram. Most people around my age use this app to somewhat “document” their life. 

My main account on Instagram is very simple, I rarely post many pictures. On this account I follow all different types of people such as celebrities, brands, family, friends, friends of friends, and people that I’ve never met but know somewhat who they are. The majority of the pictures I do share mostly consist of pictures of me, pictures of pets or other animals that I encounter, pictures I have taken of the sky, or pictures of my friends if we’re doing something fun. Those are pictures that I think could give people that follow me an idea of what types of things I like and things that interest me, but it also doesn’t reveal everything about me because I want people that I want to get to know or people that want to get to know me, to actually put the effort into interacting with me to get to know more about me.

I share more private things online through a private Instagram account that only my closest friends follow. On this account I document a lot more about my life and share a lot more things since I don’t really care about what my friends see on this account. I frequently post random pictures that I find in my camera roll without really thinking about it. A lot of my posts are really irrelevant, or a little boring, but I do think it’s fun to kind of document my life, and help me remember things and moments that bring me joy. 

As for negative experiences with social media, I haven’t had a lot of them. I do get spam messages and comments but I think most people who are active in social media apps get these too. There have been some situations where drama happens in Instagram group chats but that is probably the most negative experiences I’ve had. The people close to me have also dealt with drama-filled group chats, and some have had strangers make strange comments or messages that make them feel uncomfortable but nothing much worse than that.

Sharing moments of your life online can affect the type of people you interact with, it can introduce you to people who have similar interests as you and it can make people who see your social platforms want to get to know you, but it all depends on what exactly you post. I love when people don’t share a lot about themselves online so I can enjoy the experience of getting to know them, but it is perfectly fine if other people like to share more than what I would personally share online.