At times, I look back at my four years at Cherry Hill East and wish I’d been more involved. Then I think about my current 24/7 schedule and realize that I quite literally lack the time to be in any more clubs. As you grow older, your ability to do...

If you told me during the past three year, sometime in between coming to school sick for two weeks straight and pulling three consecutive all-nighters the day before SATs, that high school was going to be the best years of my life, I would have laughed....

To make a summary of the greatest moments of my time at Cherry Hill High School East about anything other than its track & field and cross country teams would be a crime; for the past four years, they have given me life and I hopefully have given...

I came here in grade 10 from Canada. At this point, everyone already has their group of friends, and it's just awkward to invade someone's group and present yourself and force your way into someone's life. That mentality made my sit alone at lunch for...

I could muse and write a piece about my initial overriding anxiety four years ago and how those fears yielded to the friends I made in high school, the great times we had, and the memories I will never forget. I could write about the one teacher we’ve...

Dear students continuing at East in the coming years, These past four years I have struggled. Balancing academics, extracurriculars, social life and family wasn't easy and may not have been the wisest choice. It came with A LOT of stress. But it led...

What strikes me most about Cherry Hill High School East is the variety of personalities among the teachers. They’re all passionate about the subject that they teach, but they show it in a variety of different ways—some teachers are strict and want...

I remember the warm breeze of late summer, the flickering fluorescent lights, the tiny lockers glossed with red paint, and the enthusiastic eagerness of those around me on our first day of high school. When I came into Cherry Hill East, I (like many other...

Our generation is defined by Facebook, Twitter, and pop culture. However, one thing that differentiates us from our fellow teens is our high school. All the red-bull-fueled cram sessions, the endless drama about who knows what, and the irreplaceable memories...

My life, thus far, has all taken place within the confines of a safely structured bubble. When I think about the fact that graduation is within hands' reach, and the prospect of freedom is finally nearing, unexpectedly, the only word that comes to mind...