Leah Davis, Gazebo Assistant Editor
• February 24, 2018
Black history is always closer than you think.
Sure, there are plenty of African-American historical figures we can recite the names and stories of any day of the week. However, there are even more...
From the beginning, I knew this was going to be a special season for the Georgia Bulldogs.
Since September, I’ve spent my weekends cheering on the Dawgs. From Indiana to California and back home...
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Over the holiday break, there was a major power outage at the Atlanta airport.
I didn’t have to read about it in the news.
I was there.
My father, brother, and...
My first experience with the Boy Scouts came during my sixth grade year with Troop 170.
Troop 170 has been operating in Macon for 50 years and has produced 168 Eagle Scouts during its tenure.
Earlier...
AJ Stevenson, Gazebo Staff Writer
• November 28, 2017
Scuba diving is one way to get up close and personal with aquatic life.
But forgetting signals and techniques can make for quite a problem.
Last year, my family took a trip to a resort in the Dominican...
Andrew Palmer, Gazebo Staff Writer
• October 25, 2017
The major league baseball playoffs have a special meaning for me because I can watch three of the four teams on TV and reminisce the amazing and different ballpark experiences I had.
I remember the...
Sabina Ajjan, Gazebo Staff Writer
• October 12, 2017
Bigger people. Bigger backpacks. Bigger loads of homework.
That is all I expected high school to be.
Watching my sister, Tarab Ajjan, staying up until midnight every night with homework ruined any...
It is homecoming week at Stratford. But my homecoming started on Aug. 16, the first day of school.
The night before classes started, I asked my friend where the senior parking lot was located.
It...
By the time I was signing up for my freshmen classes four years ago, my sisters, Elena and Stacey, had graduated from Stratford.
The first thing I did was ask for their advice.
Elena, who is getting...
Kaylee Jellum, Gazebo Assistant Editor
• September 24, 2017
Have your feet ever tripped you?
Mine do at least four times a day. The tables bruise me. The chairs scrape my knees. The walls bump into me.
As much as I would like to believe it is the objects...
My eighth-grade homeroom teacher, Mr. Dewayne Lawson, once told me journalism was a lot of work.
Despite my internal desires to take a journalism class, the petrified, middle-school me decided to...
I have always loved biking. There is a trail near my house in Shirley Hills, so it is easy to get on my mountain bike and ride trails that allow me to see the seasons of nature.
It is probably the...
