Kamehameha High School - Ka Nai Aupuni Yearbook (Honolulu, HI)

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fireplace in the English Dept. And figure out what I can give as a Secret Santa. Gosh. Where do I begin? Oh-oh. I just heard the garage door being opened. They're home. What do I say? What do I do? Quick, scatter some papers around the living room. Oh, hi. I-Ii. Get much accomplished? Yeah. CYawn.j Hope you guys bought food. There's absolutely nothing in this house. Don't worry, we bought some chicken noodle soup for you. Ahchoo! You sound worse. No, really, I'm okay. Ahchoo! You get in bed right now. Great. This always happens to me. I pretend I'm sick and I end up being sick for real. Well maybe, just maybe I can enjoy the soup tomorrow. months. That's all I have left up at Kamehameha. I'm not sad or anything. In fact, I'm quite anxious for this whole shebang to end. I've put up with enough stress to last me a lifetime, used more electricity than I ever have and ever will, and eaten so much junk food that've gained about 10 pounds. I've also acquired two permanently bloodshot eyes, a zit in the center of my forehead, and a zit on the end of my nose. Did I say there were 5 whole months left? I can't stand this any longer. All I get are migraines and cows. Is that what I deserve? I mean, my work may not come in on time, but I still manage to do it. Teachers don't seem to understand that I only have one writing hand and one brain that can function on only one subject at a time. They think I'm the girlwonder who can cope with all of her problems, do all of her homework, and get to bed by eleven. Well I can't, even though I stay up until 3 or 4 in the morning. Do you know I can't remember the last time I had a good night's sleep. My schedule is just so totally insane: I come home, crash out, get up around 9 or 10, and then stay up for the rest of the night and the rest of the morning. I get to the point where I feel like I haven't even left school. Maybe I should rent a carrel in Midkiff, or lay claim to one of the sofas in yearbook. Or maybe I should just forget about all my work. Nah, then I'd flunk, and then I'd have to stay here another year. Maybe 5 months isn't so long after all . . .

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ll ake up. It's 5:40, and you only have 2.0 minutes to get ready. If you don't jump out of bed right now I'm gonna come and turn on your light. Do you hear me? Of course I hear you. I'm not deaf you know. I don't hear you. Oh for goodness sakes. Ayyy. Is she up yet? I'm up. You don't have to yell. QSlam doorj Why is it that I go through this every morning? Ya know what, Mom? What . . I could really use one of those Alarm Clock radios. No way, kiddo. I blast 98 Rock for you and you still don't get up. You just waste too much time on other things. If you would only get your work done earlier, you could get to bed at a decent hour. I hate to say it, but she's right. That's what I get for having two teachers as parents. 5:56. Suddenly I don't feel too good. Maybe it's a bad case of unfinished homework, but I had better pull the act on Mom before Dad comes out. QSneeze. Repreat. Blow nose. Search Mom's bag for Advil. Shake bottle around so she hears it. Pretend I'm taking one with a big glass of water. Groan. Clutch stomach. Sniffle. Blow nose. Sneak a look at her. She's looking suspiciously. Good. It's working.J What's the matter with you now? QShrug shouldersj Hmmmm? I feel gross. QI.ook in mirror at self.D Don't you have those speakers coming to Humans today? You can't miss them, can you? They'll be there tomorrow. But don't you have things to do in school? I always have things to do. Well, if you're going to stay home you better tell Dad. Oh boy. This is the hard part. There he is. Go on, tell him. I'm gonna stay home today. Did you hear me? What? I said I'm staying home. fSigh.J You've been missing quite a bit of school, haven't you? It doesn't matter. You're letting me stay home. Ha, ha. They just left. Heaven! Now I have the whole day to sleep and watch T.V., and of course do some of my homework. 9:30. Time to turn on the boob-tube. There's One Day at a Time, and Leave it to Beaver. Guess it'll be One Day at a Time. Then I can watch Mork and Mindy, Three's a Crowd, 525,000 Pyramid, and all the afternoon soaps! Aaugh! Wny do they always have shows that are 'to be continued'? I'm only staying home today. Now I'll never know if Mork and Mindy get married! Oh well. Forget about that. Gotta do my homework now, right now. Ring! Hello. Maybe it's one of my friends checking up on me. Hi. How are you feeling? It's Mom. Oh, I'm feeling better. Doing your homework? Yeah, Oh no! My saimin's boiling over! Okay, See you later. Bye. Bye, Yum. Best saimin I ever had. Isn't there supposed to be some M 8: M's in the fridge? Nah, Dad probably ate 'um all last night. If I didn't find any I'd get depressed, but what the heck, I'll take a look. It can't hurt. There j they are! Behind the corned beef! There's a God after all. Now I have to do my homework It's 2:10. Mom and Dad will be home in a couple of hours. Turn off the radio, sharpen pencils, get paper, gather books. Hey, isn't this my Fall issue of Vogue? Why I've been looking for this for so long . . . 3:05. What??? No, not yet? It can't be. It's not fair. I still have to study for a kanji quiz, do three reference cards, practice for the debate that I might've had today and that for sure I'll have tomorrow and the next day, study for the test on moles for was it molds?j, and lastly, think of an introduction for my Humans presentation. Oh, and do my stocking to hang on the

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sho Sound advice straight from the horse's mouth Arlyn Kepo'o So you think a well-timed sob story, a sentimental Christmas card, and the old-stand-bv apple ' are going to save you from progress reports and academic probation? Guess again Berol- Mirado breath. We have here, from grades elementary to top-of-the hill, kept hermetically sealed in an old kim-chee jar and stored on Myron Arakawa's back porch, everything fyes everythingj you need to know about classroom SUCCESS. 42' By: Christine Goo, Sam Macloves, Bonnie Ishii, and Demetra Stephens, 5th and 6th grade teacher, is a great favorite with her students, she is thought of, in fact, as their best friend. Welcome to the 6th grade, I say each new September. To succeed in Room 212, here's a few things to remember: Have your homework in on time. Proofread your final copy. Dot your i's, cross your t's. Don't turn in anything sloppy. Always answer in a sentence, Not just no or yes. If your math is incomplete, Finish up at your recess. Don't borrow other's words, It's your work I want to read. Do your part in a group. But don't be 'fraid to lead. Please pick up the dictionary Without having to be told. Don't cough in anyone's face If returning with a cold. So let's not waste a minute. Let's get started right away. Try and be successful here, Each and every day. 1 r Robin Durnin, Elementary Division Math Lab teacher, has been instrumental in bring- ing computers to his campus. Robin is also the IV Water Polo coach. When asked by a student from KNA to write a short essay about teaching, I was struck by the fact that the tables were turned. The teacher, in this case me, had a deadline to meet and no notion of what to focus on Qsound familiar?J. This student-like situation began a line of thought which centers on similarities between teacher and student. All in all, teaching is not much different from being a student. If one enjoys learn- ing, communication, and involvement, being an educator is worth all the irritations and annoyances that everyone encounters in the classroom. Or simply stated: as I liked being a student, so do I like being a teacher. In short, if you can answer the question, What do you like in a good teacher? you will have a pretty good answer to the question, How can I be a better student?