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Alhambra High School: Challenge Accepted

posted Mar 25, 2011, 7:13 PM by Golden Knight

By the Knight Life Staff


Preparing for what the next 90 minutes of religion class would bring, the young editor of the Saint Francis Knight Life Student Newspaper was motioned to engage in a clandestine meeting with the unfamiliar substitute religion teacher. Behind the shady glasses of the teacher were the piercing blue eyes that said not a word but told of a secret. In his right hand was a manila envelope.

The envelope was haphazardly addressed to whoever was the editor-in-chief of the school’s fledgling online newspaper. The young editor decided to accept the role and extended his arm to receive the mysterious package.

“Where is it from?” the young editor asked upon possessing the package.

“Alhambra High School,” the unfamiliar substitute religion teacher responded. It was a strange location. The connections between the two high schools were very week as meetings between the two schools in athletic and social events were few and far between. To say the young editor was anxious to open the package is a gross understatement.

For the next ninety minutes, the young editor listened to lectures and took notes with one eye at all times focused on the alluring prospect of whatever was in the package now hanging from his ragged backpack. When the bell rang, signifying the transition to the break period, the young editor stored his book and folder in his backpack. He removed the mysterious manila envelope from his sack and walked with it out of the classroom comfortably placed between his elbow and his torso. Walking up the stairs to the senior lawn, the young editor almost lost his balance while focusing too much on the unknown contents of the envelope.

Joining his group of friends and newspaper contributors on the fringes of the lawn, the young editor emphatically dropped the package in the middle of the circle, knocking down empty cans of Sunkist and Dr. Pepper with the force. One of the contributors sat petrified, unable to either speak or take his eyes off the secret package.

Finally, the other pale editor spoke up. “What is it?” he asked.

The young editor slowly rotated his neck and made a piercing eye contact with the pale editor. “I don’t know,” was his response. “It came from Alhambra.”

One of the contributors gasped. “Alhambra High?” he squealed. The young editor bowed his head and nodded.

At the time, a hacky sack circle and a game of anti-croquet had been interrupted by seniors dressed as gorillas engaged in a tricycle race on the lawn. The scene had caused quite a commotion amongst the underclassmen, but none of the events had caught the attention of the star struck contributors.

The young editor stepped into the circle and volunteered to be the first to be exposed to the contents of the package. As he undid the bronze clip at the top of the envelope, a gopher popped out of its nearby hole, only to be picked up by a feral cat, which was then grabbed by a swooping falcon with silver talons. No one noticed.

The young editor slipped his now ice-cold fingers into the manila envelope, only to pull out three editions of the Alhambra High School Newspaper, entitled The Moor. The unfamiliar feeling of newsprint became a new sensation to the young editor as he paged through the articles of school clubs and junior varsity athletics.

The red headed “contributor” immediately whisked the newspapers out of the hands of the young editor. The young editor checked the envelope for a letter of greeting or any further instructions, but none could be found. The red headed “contributor”, now with his head buried in the contents of the newspaper, asked the question that was on everyone’s mind.

“Do you know what this means?” he asked, head still away from the vicinity of the group. No one responded.

The red headed “contributor” turned around, took a pair of mirrored aviator sunglasses out of his coat pocket, put them on, and said, “It’s a challenge.”

To whom it may concern at Alhambra High School: your challenge has been accepted.

*Editor’s Note: This is a true story, except for some creative liberties we thought it would be fun to take. Thank you for the editions of your newspapers, Alhambra High, you guys were the first school to notice us.