Cougarpolitan - Crosby ISD

Valentine Blues
Brittany Tutor
Reporter
It’s finally here. Time to break out the candy hearts,
the roses, the chocolate, and the super sweet Valentines
Day cards. Love is soon to be in the air. Guys get ready
to treat your girls, take them someplace nice instead of
just to the McDonalds down the street. Show some love.
Ladies be prepared to be pampered, while also showing
appreciation to your man. It’s your day to shine. But what
exactly does this special day say to those who are single
Does the word miserable come to mind, watching all the
lovey-dovey action going on all around you Or are you
the one that looks past things because you could care less
regardless Well for those fellow classmates out there
struggling with the idea of being SINGLE don’t stress too
much. It’s February, a romantic time of the year, a time
where cupid steps up to the plate and smacks love right out
of the park. Still clueless though as to what to do February
14 You’re in luck. For starters you could get a group of
friends together and throw a huge blow out party. You’ll
be so busy socializing that you won’t need to think of that
special someone. Another idea… if there’s no significant
other to pamper, why not pamper yourself Go out and buy
something that would make you happy and spend that time
with it. In case you didn’t know it, there are people far
worse off than you are. You could go to a retirement home
and hang with those who have lost their partners or don’t
have any at all. There’s no need to sulk when this dreaded
day comes around. Keep a positive attitude you’re bound
to find someone that fits you perfectly. After all there are
six billion people on earth!.
Opinion
Pasty
prudence
please!
Danica Womack
Reporter
I hadn’t had time to eat breakfast this
morning. As my stomach grumbled
loudly, I grimaced, but was saved from
the wide-eyed stares when the bell
rang. Finally. I leapt from my desk
and darted out of the room before
anyone else had even reached for their
bags, racing the other starved teens
for the beginning of the never-ending
lunch line. I made my way forth,
hardly noticing what they were serving
as my stomach gurgled, and I winced.
It was starting to become painful. With
tray in hand and friends at my side, I
walked to my table, only then taking
in what I had bought with my last two
dollars. The pizza that rested upon my
Styrofoam tray had an air of certain
misgivings, but I ignored the feeling
as I picked my lunch up. Or tried to.
The pizza was raw; its crust limp and
soft to the touch, it flopped forward
in a way that had a grievous effect
on my appetite. I shared a look with
my companions, all gawking warily at
the specimen before us, and hesitantly
I took a bite. Ever aware of the fact
the cheese was stiff and wanted to come
off all at once, I was distracted by the
gooey, pasty taste. Dough. Making a
face that resembled my famous lemonpucker,
I launched myself for a napkin
and spat it out, it’s sickly, chewy factor
doing nothing for my taste buds. In
growing horror, I goggled at the pizza
lying discarded before me, tilting my
head slightly to get a better look at the
uncooked stringy line of pale yellow
seeping slowly from the pizza. My
ravenous state evaporated with the very
sight, and inwardly I swore: Never
again.
Daycare’s Dilemma is Destressing
Danica Womack
Reporter
To have a baby
shifting inside of a person is
an experience I have yet to
comprehend fully, but from
the glow of those I see walking
about the corridors with me, I
imagine it must be astounding.
And incredibly unfair. Every 48
minutes a teen has an abortion.
And yet, derogatory comments
are common against pregnant
teens, despite the courage it
took to face the responsibility
of a child. According to
New York Times, the rate of
adolescences that drop out from
school because of their newest
occupation as parents is eighty
percent, and the nine percent
that stands for other students
pales in comparison. It doesn’t
have to be this way. To be able
to bring a child to a trusted
school daycare facility would
be a relief for young parents
everywhere, would it not
Sources
from
womenshealthchannel.com
tell of one million students
becoming pregnant each year
in America. That means close
to 2800 teens get pregnant
each day. One-third of women
in the U.S. become pregnant
during their teens, and yet it is
incredibly rare for a high school
to offer a daycare facility to
keep their pupils in school.
Texas Department of
State Health Services states:
Every 10 minutes, a teen
in Texas gets pregnant.
Every 10 hours, a 14-yearold
teen gets pregnant.
Every 3 hours, a 15-yearold
teen get pregnant.
Every 1.5 hours, a 16-yearold
teen gets pregnant.
Every 52 minutes, a 17-
year-old teen gets pregnant.
Every 35 minutes, a 18-
year-old teen gets pregnant.
Every 28 minutes, a 19-
year-old teen gets pregnant.
Every 10 minutes
a teen gives birth.
I think its time high schools
everywhere catch up with
reality. Teens need help.
Support us, give us a hand. Give
us a chance. Give us a daycare.
Crosby High School
follows State and Federal
rules, one of them being to
provide the students with a
healthy lunch. Because of
this, anything the cafeteria
makes is baked. An increased
rate fruit and veggies are
available thanks to funds from
Agricultural departments.
Adriana Villarreal, a
spokeswoman for the Houston
Independent School District,
states “HISD school cafeterias
will also begin serving
healthier versions of foods
this year, such as pizza, tacos
and spaghetti…” and I can’t
help but wonder where she got
the maddening idea that pizza
was healthy. Nevertheless,
an uncooked pizza is just
as bad as a fried one, and
can lead to health problems,
too. Food poisoning is not
something to be taken lightly,
or to be considered an unlikely
chance.
For the second time in
less then four months, a school
in Trenton, New Jersey was
struck with food poisoning.
They had to send twenty-two
kids with nausea, vomiting,
and cramps due to a sandwich
called ‘Steak-Ums’ that had
under-cooked slices of beef
residing between layers of
bread. Before that it had been
innocent fruit cups, long
expired, which school officials
noticed but did not warn the
cafeteria workers of.
Fruits are divine; dough draws
the line.