The Burger Gazette

The subconscious mind is a powerful tool. Is it possible to take full advantage of it?

The Subconscious Mind: A Vignette

Kay O'Very, Guest Writer May 11, 2020

Some have compared me to a fertile piece of ground; others to a servant; still others to a Genie. In truth, I am a lot like all of them. Despite being the most powerful thing on the human planet, I...

Words are powerful. They alone are enough to make someone feel important. What do your words do?


A Lamentation of Stereotypes
Liliana Owen, Journalist May 11, 2020
You call me names Think it’s as right as rain Just cause it’s what has always been done
Totally, completely, and utterly bored? Then this is the poem for you!

CoViD19 Quarantine: A Brief Poem

Liliana Owen, Journalist May 6, 2020
CoViD19 / Quarantine / Boring life / Family strife
Ahhh, the beach. The sun. The sand. The sunburns. Ouch!

A Sunny Day On The Beach

Ciara Abbott, Journalist May 6, 2020

The sun feels like it wants to cook me alive and it seems happy about it. All bright and shining. I run and jump into the ocean. The water feels refreshing and then not so much. I now have...

Abandoned. In chains. Everything can change. Nothing is the same.

In a Second, Everything Can Change

Ciara Abbott, Journalist April 6, 2020

My father, the chief, told me how important this day was. The day of New Born Earth. I rolled off my mat. Stretching, I walked across the hut to wake Ath-mun, my beautiful sister. I loved her...

Stars, Space, the Universe. So vast, so big, so beautiful.

Sidus Populus: Last of My Kind

Liliana Owen, Journalist March 25, 2020

The sky is dark, and because it is dark, I, Stella, will soon cease to exist. Even though the sun has gone down, no lights line the streets, there are no clouds in the sky, and it's pitch dark,...

Have you ever wished to be something more than you are?

Something Different

A Short -But Extremely True- Autobiography
Houseplant, Guest Writer March 25, 2020
I look up at the first star in the sky, and wish with all my might for life to be different. I can barely see the sky from my vantage point, but the star twinkles in the dusk. Like it's promising me something great, but at the same time, telling me not to get my hopes up too much.
Winter mornings are beautiful -and cold! However, there is still work that needs to be done. At least, when you're living on a farm.

Morning On The Farm

Liliana Owen, Journalist March 25, 2020
Outside is cold, my bed is warm. Outside is work and more work, but inside is filled with cozy luxury. Still, I have to get up.
Christmas is for spending time with your family. But what if your family has been torn apart by war?

Christmas of 1944

Linda, Guest Writer March 25, 2020
Tomorrow was Christmas, the Christmas of 1944. It was going to be a very hard Christmas, in my mind at least, for Father was gone fighting the war and Mother would have to go work in the gun factory, even though it was a holiday.      The tree was standing in our living room of course, I had helped put it there myself. There was only a present per person, wrapped up in newspaper, underneath it, but that didn’t really bother me. The whole reason Christmas felt so messed up was because of Father.
A cub has the potential to become a powerful lion. Likewise, we students have the potential to become powerful leaders.

On The Golden Plains of Africa

The Journey to Discovering That You Are Enough
Liliana Owen, Journalist March 23, 2020

on the golden plains of Africa there was a certain she-cub who day after day as she grew she watched her lioness mother join in the hunt take down food awe-inspiring graceful and powerful majestic   on...

Staying silent can have big consequences! 'See something, say something' is the way to go!

The Gestapo Came

Liliana Owen, Journalist March 23, 2020

I should have resisted, but fear made me quiet. I did not vote for him, but that was all I did to stop him, to prevent his rise. I didn’t resist when the Gestapo took the Jews away, even though...

Cramming on Assignments

Miss Smiley: Cramming on Assignments

Miss Mirthful, Guest Writer March 23, 2020

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