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In this issue
ABIGAIL MORROW.....................CLEARING MY MINEFIELD: 
                                                            Food & Fear in the Allergy World

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Feature Story
Clearing My Minefield
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Food & Fear in the Allergy World
By Abigail Morrow
     I am three years old, and waiting in the lobby of the hospital for a doctor’s appointment. The memory is hazy and dreamlike, with swirls of white at the edges, but I clearly remember sitting at one of those play tables for children, with the colored beads that run along wires and make that excellent whirring sound and then clink clink clink as they hit the bottom with a little boy I will call Jacob. Jacob is also here for an appointment, and his mother is sitting behind the play table, watching her son pushing Thomas the Tank along the wooden track that runs around the edge of the table, and slamming the caboose and steam engine against each other. My father is standing less than six feet away from me at the check-in desk, just outside the little square of chairs that section off the play table from the rest of the waiting area, his back turned. I slide the beads along the red wire, and then the blue. Jacob leaves the trains to help me push all the beads to one side of the table. His mother beckons him to her, and hands him a red packet of something.
"Like all good three-year-olds, I promptly put it in my mouth, and bite down."
     “Abigail!” I look up. The green pebble-candy is hard to chew, so I am smacking my jaw to get it stuck from my back teeth where it has lodged itself. It tastes sweet and sour at the same time. My father stares momentarily in horror, drops the clipboard he has been holding, and vaults over the waiting room chairs. The next thing I know, his cupped hand is being held to my mouth. 
     “Are you eating something? What did you eat? WHAT DID YOU EAT?” he demands.
      “Nothing!” I shout, still chewing. 
     “Spit it out. Right. Now. Spit it out.” 
     “DADDY, no!” I wail, biting down hard. My father’s hand is prying my jaw open, attempting to forcibly remove whatever I am trying to ingest. By this time, the situation has caught the attention of the desk staff, some nurses, and Jacob and his mother. He finally manages to scrape the remaining candy off my back molar, and holds the offending object to the light. 
     It’s a green Skittle. 
     My father angrily rubs his temple, the veins pulsing at the top. 
     “Abigail, where did you get this?” he asks, and I point to Jacob, who at this point has resumed playing with his trains. My father turns to Jacob’s mother, full papa-bear mode activated. 
     “Did you give this to her?” he demands, gesturing wildly with the half-chewed Skittle.
      “We just wanted to share with her and—”
      “You can’t give this out to just anybody! My daughter has food allergies. This could kill her.”
     “Be sure to share one with your friend,” she tells Jacob. Jacob’s chubby palm hands me something green and shaped like a pebble. Like all good three-year-olds, I promptly put it in my mouth, and bite down.
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     The green Skittle story is not one that is fondly recalled in my family, especially for my father, who sees it as some kind of failure in the line of parental duty—one of those near-misses where something awful could have happened, but thankfully never came to fruition. My mother holds it as testament to the fact that danger, for the food-allergic child, is always lurking, even in the fat fingers of a three-year-old playing with trains. To Jacob’s innocent mother, I was a cute toddler with a sweet tooth, and the Skittle was simply a friendly gesture meant to teach sharing to her young son. To my father, who had spent the past two and a half years after the birth of his first child in emergency rooms, doctors’ clinics, and surgical waiting rooms, the Skittle was a potential hand-grenade.




 
     Fear is something I instilled in my parents early on, from the first time I developed hives and couldn’t keep food down, to age two-and-a-half where my poor eating habits had developed into an eating disorder that would eventually require a semi-permanent feeding tube. I was born with anaphylactic food allergies to a host of widely-eaten ingredients in the Western world, making my childhood a perilous minefield of making sure a cashew or walnut was not out there somewhere, trying to do me in. My situation is not unique, and children are being born at an alarmingly increased rate with allergies to eight major foods in the United States. I am the first wave in a great tide of children just like me, and the advances that are made to accommodate me will ultimately make the paths of those behind me much easier. Being such a pioneer should make me feel noble, but instead I am incredibly envious of the ease and flexibility with which those future children will live their lives. 
     My mother has a saying: food allergies only affect what you can eat. This is a sentiment echoed by almost every upbeat, overprotective allerparent I have ever encountered, and technically, she is correct: it is only my immune system preventing me from digesting milk protein correctly. Unfortunately, food is such a large part of the human experience and biological life that avoiding it is impossible—allergies are simply going to affect more than what is served at the dinner table. This has become increasingly apparent to me since moving out of my Saf-T-Zone home, where nary a peanut is allowed over the threshold. 
     My allergies, and whether I could be accommodated at the dining hall and subsequently be allowed to reside in the dorms, was a major deciding factor during my college search—while my peers were comparing financial aid packages and researching the best programs for their fields of study, I was tracking down the numbers of university nutritionists and dining hall staff in a desperate attempt to answer Can I eat here? with a definitive answer. 
     On a more daily basis, my allergies can limit me from going to restaurants during their lunch rush, when I know my requests for clean gloves and clean knives may result in a “technically” safe bagel with an accidental smear of cream cheese along the side, or any number of innocent and potentially fatal mistakes that can occur when servers are in the weeds. The dating scene, which can be rough at best, is further complicated by first-date hurried explanations of hey, I just met you, but should I go into anaphylactic shock at this dinner tonight please inject my thigh with this medication and then call 911.
     My allergies often make the decision of whether to go on school trips or participate in clubs where the amount of work that will go into making sure I can eat or bring along my own food adds hours to an already packed schedule. Uncertainty is the biggest obstacle: if I can’t guarantee that I will be able to get food for myself in a study abroad program, the risk of having a reaction in a foreign country with little command of the language is simply too high. The kicker is that, with the right answers, and a little more assistance, most of these obstacles could be easily overcome, and simply recognizing my allergies as a real, and often restrictive condition with some potentially catastrophic side effects would make a huge difference in what I can push myself to achieve. 
     In fact, my allergies may ultimately decide for me on whether to have children—the idea of creating some super-allergic offspring with someone who carries similar allergy-carrying genes to mine frightens me greatly, as I recognize how restricted those children may be when leading their lives.
     “The world might even have a cure for food allergies by the time you are ready to have kids,” my boyfriend gently reminds me, but I have lived too long with dairy-free frozen treats that actually contain trace amounts of milk to give the world much say in choosing how to handle my condition, much less those of any future children. 
     Fear and caution are not unique to the food allergy world, but they are enormously pervasive. Food allergy parents are often portrayed as bordering on paranoia, and this stereotype is not wrong. In a world where tempura paint, Play-Doh, or a stray dirty spoon could all mean a trip to the emergency room for little Sophia or Daniel, it is no wonder that many parents are forced to instill this same sense of over abiding cautiousness in their food allergic little ones. Yet this paints the world in very dark colors, and teaches fear and avoidance as synonyms. It is true that peanuts should be avoided in the diet, but they should never be feared, as they are not intentionally going out of their way to harm anyone. 
     The very vocabulary of both the medical diagnosis and the food allergy community reinforce this feeling of fearfulness. The word “safe” is unavoidable. I grew up with “safe” meals and “safe” cupcakes, “safe restaurants” and making sure I was “safe” carrying epinephrine autoinjector, inhaler, and antihistamine at all times—to the park, to dance class, to prom. An emphasis on safety promotes a lack of risk-taking, which is good if your kindergartner is unsure if there are tree nuts in those brownies, but has negative consequences for your teenager who has become tired by being made to carry a clunky EpiPen during gym class and may opt to simply leave it at home. 


     It’s a Thursday, and I am explaining to my mother about my newest project: combating the omnipresent fear of food for allergic individuals on campus. 
     “Just remember, dear, food allergies don’t define you,” she says (it is the party line for a camp I once attended for food allergy kids), a supposedly empowering phrase with as much grounding in reality as “You can be anything you want when you grow up.” 
     “No, wait, Mom—they do, actually, they do. Food allergies do define me, and that’s okay, because it’s a part of my identity. It’s who I am when I wake up in the morning and who I am when I go to sleep at night, and they might make my life more difficult, but…I suppose I just have to deal. And it is alright if they dictate some of my decisions, but they can’t dictate all of them.” I can hear my mother sighing on the other end of the phone—there are many opinions on how to handle a child with food allergies, and my mother has done her best to make sure I fit in the best I could when growing up at home. But for my parents, and many others, the fight for safety for their children and a pervasive feeling of fear will always accompany their view of food allergies. 
     The difference? It does not mean that it must accompany mine.
"Fear is something I instilled in my parents early on."
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Jackets for Owls 
HOUGHMAN HERALD
December 2016 Edition 


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Check Out Some of the 
2016 Pumpkin Patch Submissions 
THANK YOU TO ALL OUR PARTICIPANTS! WE ARE LOOKING FORWARD TO SEEING NEXT YEAR'S SUBMISSIONS.


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EXTRA! EXTRA! READ ALL ABOUT IT!
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THE 5TH GRADE

MUD WALK

"This year the 5th grade team went to the Environmental Center for the Mud Walk. It was so much fun! When we first got there we were all anxious about getting in the freezing cold mud. My favorite part about the wet day was collecting as many fish and tadpoles as we could. Oh and lunch! We were divided into groups of two and received a net. We had to take turns trying to catch either tadpoles or tiny fish out of the water. I was able to catch at least two tadpoles and a few bugs." Sadie B.


"When we got off the bus we were able to go into the mud first. Then we went fishing for small fish, tadpoles and bugs. My favorite part was when I fell in the mud like a million times! Most were face first so, you can imagine how I looked when we took a class picture. After the picture we took a quick rinse in a river by the woods. It was refreshing!" Elias V.
Check out the Enivornmental Studies Center's Website at http://www.environmentalstudiescenter.org/EventsClasses.html


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Python Post     
The
                                                                                        
Constellations 
By: Samantha Frew 

Moonlight pierces the shrouded sky, 
He searches for his maiden, to answer her cry. 
With a delicate glow, the moon carefully seeks, 
His young mistress to wipe the tears from her cheeks. 
She walks slowly, alone, in swirling white sand 
Reaching gently to grasp a warm pale hand. 
She floats into his arms, so peaceful, yet strong, 
With a comfort in knowing she must truly belong. 
The moon carried her way past the clouds, so far, 
And the moon was at last with his lover, the star.
Poet's Corner
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Quote(s) of the Month
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"We are the Kraken of our own sinking ships".
-Switched at Birth
We Scare Hunger 

In October, the Social Action Team put off We Scare Hunger, an initiative of the Me to We organization that our school works with. 
Maybe you spotted the snazzy masks put up all over the walls. You also could have seen the cans that showed how much food each grade collected, in which the grade eights totally dominated. All of these things were designed to catch the attention of us distracted young people so that we would bring in oodles and oodles of food. We did, too - Ms. Clancy’s room was bursting with Kraft Dinner and Fudgeos for weeks. This was all for a good cause, which makes parting with your Aunt Jemima and cake mix worthwhile: people who wouldn’t normally be well-fed are benefiting from our school’s efforts. 
Although you see food drives all over the place, it’s important to do your part, however small it may seem. Our school did it's part; pretty spectacularly I might add. That’s pretty cool, no matter how you slice it! 
A sincere thank you to all those who brought in food! Remember, the food that might still be gathering dust in the back of your pantry has gone to people who really need it.
-Eva Haas
Miss Smith: We would like to thank Mark’s for sponsoring both our grade 8 and 9 junior high girls volleyball team so they could enter the NLVA after school league.

Tutoring for tuition is starting up and will be on Thursdays from 2:45-3:45 in room 106. This program is free to students and is a great way to get extra help in your school subjects. See or contact Ms. Andrews for details.

French tutorial takes place every Thursday at 2:15 for one hour in room 317. 
Come, let us help you!
The Funny Page
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Teacher Messages
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This Month's Feature
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Members of the Social Action Team with the spoils of our food drive (no pun intended).

Social Action meet in the library during lunch every day 4; new members are always welcome!
Mr. Christopher - Was accepted into firefighting school before he completed his Physical Education degree.

Mr. Burton - Is a musician and a published poet.

Ms. Autexier - Taught her cat how to do tricks like “sit,” “paw,” “jump”.
Teacher Facts
Sports Feature
 
All Python Softball Championship
For the second year in a row St.Peter's Junior High hosted the Pythons Fall Softball Classic, a junior high softball tournament. Our school started this tournament last year with 6 teams and it grew this year to include 11 teams from in and outside the St.John's Metro Region. In the first semi final, Pythons Navy defeated Villanova, in the second semi final Pythons Royal defeated Mobile, setting up an all St.Peter's Junior High Final! In the end, St.Peter's Royal defeated St.Peter's Navy in a great championship. When the game was over both teams celebrated the win! It was a sign of great sportsmanship and that's what this tournament is all about, having fun! Daniel Harris was the tournament MVP. Not only did Daniel demonstrate great skill all weekend at the shortstop position he also showed great sportsmanship and was a great leader to our younger players. Daniel displayed what being a Python is all about!
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A Message from Our Lovely Administrators  
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Ms. Cecilia Kennedy 
Principal
Mr. Shane Welcher 
Assistant Principal
Mr. Trent Langdon
Guidance
"The thing that got me through that moment, and any other time that I've felt stuck, is to remind myself that it's about the work. Because if you're worrying about yourself — if you're thinking: 'Am I succeeding? Am I in the right position? Am I being appreciated?' — then you're going to end up feeling frustrated and stuck. But if you can keep it about the work, you'll always have a path. There's always something to be done".
-Barack Obama 
Gone
Author: Michael Grant
Reviewed by: Dylan Pittman  

Gone, by Michael Grant, is an intriguing, well-developed story. It left me desperate for more. An amazing climax, with tense moments and sad events. But, all in all, an action-packed, exciting story that will leave you breathless. I mean, who wouldn’t like a bit of sci-fi dystopia? Let me set the scene; another normal day in Perdido Beach. Oh, wait - anyone above fifteen is gone, vanished into thin air. Sam Temple doesn’t know what has happened, but he knows they have to keep things running until the adults come back. Along with his friends, Astrid, Edilio, and Quinn, Sam puts Perdido Beach back in the right direction, along the way trying to find Astrid’s brother. But, as they were gone, the Coates kids (from a school for the unruly) come into town and take charge. Sam has his doubts about the new kids, and he doesn’t want them to stay. To make things more complicated, war is breaking out and a barrier traps everyone inside the town. Animals are evolving rapidly. Oh, and by the way, watch out for your birthday. You might be gone then...
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A Book Review for You!
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The SPJH Gaming Club held their Midnight Madness in the school gym on September 30th and November 10th.

Stay tuned for the overnight fundraiser after Christmas!

Gaming Club welcomes all new members to the library every day 6 during lunch!
Mr. G in his natural habitat, learning how to save lives at our first aid PD session. 
Joyeux l'halloween! 
SPJH Social Action team and French Club join together to bake crepes for the bake sale. The money we raised was sent to those affected by Hurricane Matthew. 
Thank you/Merci for your support!
Soft Pumpkin cookies

Ingredients:
~2 ½ cups flour
~1 tsp baking soda
~1 tsp baking powder
~1 tsp cinnamon
~½ tsp nutmeg
~¼ tsp ginger
~1/8 tsp allspice
~½ tsp salt
~1 ½ cups brown sugar
~½ cup butter
~1 cup pumpkin puree
~1 egg
~1 tsp vanilla extract
~2 Tbsp applesauce

Instructions:
Preheat oven to 350 degrees F. Combine flour, baking soda, baking powder, cinnamon, nutmeg, ginger, allspice and salt in a large bowl. Beat sugar and butter in another bowl. Beat in pumpkin, egg, vanilla, and applesauce until smooth. Gradually beat in flour mixture. Drop spoonfuls of batter onto a baking sheet and bake for 15-18 minutes. To make it even tastier, serve the cookies with cream cheese icing!
Baking on the Brain?
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Until next time!
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Would you like to join our team?
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We would love to hear from you!

The Python Post is a student-run online newspaper written for students by students.

We look forward to hearing from you! 
Welcome!
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HOUGHMAN HERALD
Oct. - Nov. 2016 Edition
Welcome to the Houghman Herald. Forest City's Digital Newspaper made by students to keep you in the know. Keep reading so you see what's going on!
Halloween Safety Tips from our very own Master Officer Shapiro:
• Always stay with parent or young adult. 
• Never go to a house that doesn’t have a light on. 
• Bring a flashlight when you go trick or treating. 
• Have your parents check your candy to make sure none are opened or harmful.
Make sure you follow these tips and have a safe and Happy Halloween! The Headliner Group: Natalie, Saysia, Hannah, Giselle, and Luke


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CALENDAR AND EVENTS
October - November
October 25 Pumpkin Patch 
October 27 Pumpkin Drop 5th grade only/Soda Fundraiser for 5th/Lake Brantley Parade for all students 
October 31 Halloween 
November 6 Daylight savings time ends 
November 10 Mom’s Breakfast 
November 15 Hootie store for Grades K - 1 
November 17 Report cards go home 
November 18 Hootie Store for Grades 2 - 5 
November 21-25 Fall Break
SHOUT OUT TO THE KIDS WHO MADE THESE WONDERFUL PUMPKINS FOR LAST YEAR'S PUMPKIN PATCH!


WE ARE LOOKING FORWARD TO CHECKING OUT THIS YEAR'S CREATIONS!


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ADVERTISEMENTS
Did you know that The Yankee Candle Fundraiser raised approximately $5,000 for our school? Now that's what I call a successful fundraiser!
ATTENTION FIFTH GRADE STUDENTS: The annual pumpkin drop is Oct. 27th. Ask your teacher for more information!
You will be receiving more information about Jump Rope for Heart. Until then check out this website: http://www.heart.org/HEARTORG/


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ENTERTAINMENT
Take a Leap With Us Into Fall
Jokes and Riddles
•Knock knock. Who’s there? BOO! Boo who? No need to cry about it...

•What do you call a fish with no eye? 

•What did the weatherman give the old lady? 

•What do you call a hollow hot dog? 

•I have been made in the past, I am being made now, and will be made in the future. What am I?
Answers:
2. A Fsh

3.Hurricane (Her-A-Cane)
 
4.A Hallow-Weiner
 
5.History
Created by: Miranda, Jacob, Selena and Leandro