Boys and Girls Ultimate: State Championships
Teams must qualify.
Nikki Adeli and RubyJane Anderson swept the competition, amazingly going 6-0 straight through the day to win the tournament. In the final round, Nikki and Ruby debated none other than SLA's Mohamed Marzouk and Manna-Symone Middlebrooks, who came in second place in the tournament! Not stopping there, every SLA team advanced to the Quarterfinal rounds, with Jhonas Dunakin and Allison Patterson coming in 5th place and Katherine Hunt and Klarissa Hudson coming in 7th overall. Adding to their incredible achievements, SLA Students Mohammed Marzouk, Jhonas Dunakin, and Allison Patterson tied for the third-highest speaker score! Lastly, but certainly not least, the 2013 Voices of Philadelphia Sweepstakes Champion Award was presented to SLA! Coaches Ms. Rami, Jeff Kessler, and the Penn For Youth Debate volunteers could not be more proud of the team's achievements. Please congratulate these students on their incredible success!
1st Place in the Tournament: RubyJane Anderson and Nikki Adeli
2nd Place in the Tournament: Mohammed Marzouk and Manna-Symone Middlebooks
5th Place in the Tournament: Jhonas Dunakin and Allison Patterson
7th Place in the Tournament: Katherine Hunt and Klarissa Hudson
Tied for Third Highest Speaker Score: Mohammed Marzouk, Jhonas Dunakin, and Allison Patterson
Voices of Philadelphia Sweepstakes Champion Award: Science Leadership Academy
Favorite Spot: Franklin Institute
Neighborhood: Center City
Address: 222 N 20th St
I am: A Philadelphia high school senior and a volleyball player.
Years in Philly: 18
Current Home: South PhIladelphia
*My Love Note*
Dear Franklin Institute,
I simply adore you! I enjoy the number of events for people of all ages to come to and engage in new learning. When I was younger I use to visit you with my grandmother all the time, my trips were simply amazing. My favorite thing inside the Institute is the Heart, It amazes me how the human body works. Growing up I always felt as if the Franklin was the coolest place on earth (and my feelings remain the same). Visiting you always makes me feel like I can achieve my goals no matter what they are, I get a sense of hope and inspiration. I enjoy walking up the steps each time I go, imagining what exhibit I will see, and what new knowledge I will walk away with. I guess what I'm trying to say it, I truly do love you and all the excitement you bring me. Thank You for always being there when I needed you.
P.S. Please always stay as cool as you are don't let anyone change you, ever.
With loads of love,
Aja
Dear Philly,
or Philadelphia,
whichever you prefer,
I am Claire, and I am your daughter, though you may not know me among your hundreds of other children.
We walk in the Historic Shadows of your Historic Halls.
We sit on oversized buttons and under LOVE statues that are perhaps too small.
You may not know me, but I know you.
So much more than melted cheese on meat in buns,
Even more than history and cobble stones.
Philadelphia, My lovely Philadelphia,
You are murals of trash on walls, Glass becoming sunshine- glowing.
You are gratified South St. where people are not afraid to live, where rainbows fly high, and I have danced in the heaviest of rain.
You are streets lit up with yellow lights sending beams reflecting and refracting on snow, or maybe its just powdered glitter. And under white precipitate blankets that morning- Silence. As even the birds sleep in.
You are Odunde with bright colors flashing and deep rumbling drums bringing the core of other lands to my sidewalk.
Philadelphia, My sweet Philadelphia,
You are quaker peace, but never submissive.
You are enduring old and sparkling new.
You are bike rides along muddy rivers and the brightest of the reddest leaves
You are winters much too cold and dry, and summers much too hot and humid.
You are red brick and blue skies and howling howling winds
Philadelphia, My darling Philadelphia,
You are SEPTA which I sometimes hate, but freedom which I always love.
You are more than just a grid
You are so much better than the history books say
Dependable and trustworthy,
You were always the best of mothers.
Philadelphia, My lovely, sweet, darling Philadelphia
To the city of brotherly love, here is a daughters feelings, overflowing in blue pencil, too much to fit on a page.
Philly you are my heart,
my rock,
my home,
my guardian,
Existing above and bellow me in peace and tumult.
But most importantly,
Philly,
You are mine.
And I am yours.
Truly and Forever,
Claire
At the beginning of our first quarter Ms. Rami explained to us how she wanted us to do “real” learning instead of “fake” learning. A common theme in high school english is that the teachers will assign their students a book to read and a large portion of the students will only read a little of the book but pretend that they did. If there is no real reading than classroom discussions become fake and mundane. We as a class wanted to be real readers. The kind of readers that challenge ourselves and motivate others to do the same. Another aspect of “real learning” is writing. This quarter we have focussed on making our writing real and relevant which is where this magazine comes into play. At first the magazine was just an idea but then it turned into this amazing project.
At the beginning of our first quarter Ms. Rami explained to us how she wanted us to do “real” learning instead of “fake” learning. A common theme in high school english is that the teachers will assign their students a book to read and a large portion of the students will only read a little of the book but pretend that they did. If there is no real reading than classroom discussions become fake and mundane. We as a class wanted to be real readers. The kind of readers that challenge ourselves and motivate others to do the same. Another aspect of “real learning” is writing. This quarter we have focussed on making our writing real and relevant which is where this magazine comes into play. At first the magazine was just an idea but then it turned into this amazing project.

Go to www.joecorbi.com
Click on Online Ordering
Click on the green consumer orders button
Select your items and proceed to check-out. Complete the 'Shopping For' form
SLA's info is: organization #: OL28SCILA
Address: 55 N. 22nd Street, Philadelphia PA 19103
215-979-5620
Life issues haunt us all
So instead of picking up a bottle
I pick up a pen and
Let my story begin...
I write to free my brothas and sistas
My story isn't the only important one
So I will tell the story of June
Suffering from post-love depression
She was never taught this lesson
So she slits her wrist to pour out a confession...
Or for my brotha from another momma
Who never had a poppa to tell him
How a real man is supposed to act.
It's hard for a mother to play father
And keep food on the table..
So little David sold a brick got locked up
And now by the government she is labled
So when I write I tell their true stories
Like they are fables..
I write to tell a story
It's funny how many people could actually relate
Your fate isn't just your alone..
You would be surprised how many lives
Your pen could save.
I write because this is what I love
No matter what I've gone through
My pen has always been here
My poetry book is my soul
I put my right hand on it
When I tell the truth..
Writing tells the story of the life I live
I am constantly faces with quandaries that stretch
The boundaries on my tight-knit life.
You can validate my soul by reading my poems..
My book pass no judgement
My pen keeps all my secrets
My mind brings these things together in unison.
I create a 3 dimensional world
On a 2 dimensional surface
This is why I write..
