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Wednesday, May 27, 2020

Lehigh County senior menus

Monday, April 27, 2020 by The Press in Focus

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Wednesday, April 22: Turkey Marsala, peas and pearl onions, mashed potatoes, whole wheat dinner roll, apple bread pudding.

Thursday, April 23: Honey glazed pork chop, fajita vegetable blend, baked sweet potato wedges, whole wheat dinner roll, pineapple.

Friday, April 24: Hamburger, cabbage and sausage soup, side salad, whole wheat sandwich roll, fruit cocktail.


Monday, April 27, 2020 by The Press in Focus

There’s the group that sits at the long table,

the one that stretches from wall to wall.

Where all the kids my age

(every single one) sit

and talk.

Earlier in the day, I saw them in classes

or passed them in halls

Maybe I looked at them,

and wondered if they noticed me, maybe

something clicked that day, maybe

they waved at me and smiled.

All I know is that now

I sit


Dionisio Fowler

Age 17, Grade 11

Lehigh Valley Charter High School for the Arts

Respectfully Yours: In time of coronavirus, courtesy may save lives

Monday, April 27, 2020 by JACQUELYN YOUST in Focus

Dear Jacquelyn,

Going grocery shopping has taken on a whole new significance as the coronavirus (COVID-19) pandemic continues. Can you recommend basic courtesies for navigating the grocery store to find what we need and remain safe?

Dear Reader,

Each time we head to the grocery store, we all wonder if it’s safe to do so and if we do, will we find what we need?

This thought is on the minds of fellow shoppers, apparent from the looks on shopper’s faces as they view the often bare shelves.

HIGH SCHOOL FIRST PLACE Promises to my sister

Monday, April 27, 2020 by The Press in Focus

Sister, these are my promises to you

I promise that when they call you small

I will take you to the top of a mountain

So you can see that in fact

We all are

I promise that when you whine that it’s cold

I will take you to the north pole

To remind you

It could always be colder

I promise that I will draw clouds

On the backs of your hands

So that your head will always be above them

And your feet always below

I promise that when you feel overwhelmed

I will buy you high heels to keep you on your toes


Monday, April 27, 2020 by The Press in Focus

My heart beats loud, and slow


Mind spirals, anything I thought could possibly

go wrong plays over, and over, like a broken record player.

The roller coaster begins and my mind begins to

regret her life choices. It slowly intimidates me, with each

foot it climbs up.

With a dramatic, unnecessary pause before my death

sentence, the cart pushes forward, while everyone

screams and waves their hands, I squeeze into a ball, with

the hyperactive butterflies dancing in my stomach

Making me sick.


Monday, April 27, 2020 by The Press in Focus


her eyes shine like diamonds

her nose kind and perked up

smooth skin on her face

as she says ‘’Good Morning!’’


helpful, kind, caring

teacher of all things

loud and carefree

as she packs her bags.


her voice leaves a melancholic ring in your ear

as she closes the door.

Diego Perez

Age 14. Grade 8

Trexler Middle School

Allentown School District


Monday, April 27, 2020 by The Press in Focus

The Moon

The moon shines bright

In the dark of the night.

But when it fades away in the morning

The sky seems pretty boring.


Art is amazing don’t you think?

You can make beautiful pictures

Out of simple things like paint or ink.

And frame it on a wall or refrigerator.

The Sky

In the daytime the sun is up in the sky

In the night it’s as if the sun exploded into a million pieces.

Henry Rodriguez

Age 10, Grade 4

Freemansburg Elementary School

Bethlehem Area School District

HIGH SCHOOL THIRD PLACE Land of the Feared, Home of the Grave

Monday, April 27, 2020 by The Press in Focus

I enter a public place and map all the exits out

There is constantly the thought that I might need an escape route

I heard a firework the other day and was sure it was a bomb

I can’t communicate the fear that I felt through a poem or a song

This is the way that we have all gotten used to living

So my apologies, if your jokes regarding violence don’t leave me feeling very forgiving

Our world, it has made me grow weary

What’s the point in fighting? My eyes, they grow teary

Seems that every day there is another tragedy to the list