Fall brings leaves that change from spring greens to magnificent golds and fiery reds. It also brings a brand new school year for students of all ages. This season is particularly significant for college freshmen and seniors alike – both about to embark on new journeys with exciting paths ahead.

There’s something comforting in the goodbyes shared by Christians. For truly, there is no goodbye, we will always meet again, whether in this world or in the next, we will all meet again.  I have been asked to write a farewell article as my final article in the Scroll, which

Blood poured from his hand. The wrench slammed against the metal as Bruce cursed; it had slipped, causing his knuckles to smash against the cutter-bar. Wiping his forehead, he stepped back from his broken-down combine, his faded jeans scraping the wheat stubble as he walked. Bruce clenched his jaw. It

Hello readers of the Scroll. As the semester draws to a close, we would like to ask you to take the time to fill out this brief survey to let us know how we are doing. If you have any concerns or really like things that we are doing, please

Congratulations to you seniors who are counting the days (or months) until graduation. With commencement near on the horizon, some of you may feel excited about finally putting your skills to work and moving forward in this next chapter in life. But others of you may also feel anxious or

178 pages, 178 reasons I lie awake at night… they tried to talk me out of this.  I didn’t listen. April stretches out like a cat’s shadow, a cat bending its back ready to pounce forward in the glories and rebirth of May, but is frozen by its own anxiety,

Lechon, the Tale of the Suckling Pig A greedy and mischievous pig was trotting through the thick Philippine jungle. Suddenly, he came across a child holding an apple. “Give me that apple,” he told the child, “I’m starving.” When the child refused, the pig attacked and injured him, stole his

The Many Worlds Interpretation:There are infinite universes, countless realities, so many possibilities that are, well, possible. Maybe there’s a world where the sky is red instead of blue;Maybe there’s a world where it rains candyfrom the sky;Maybe there’s a world where we are bornas our favorite animals;Maybe there’s a world

And here is a refuge, a room filled with weapons. Books spill over the shelves, patient in their want to be noticed. Caressing these old spines, walking among stained pages, I find where I belong. Depart from reality for a time. Entering all these worlds and other lives, why on

Truth cannot proclaim itself, yet proves itself.A lie will always provea Lie.Can we expectother’s blindacceptance? We must declarethe Truth, nothold it in. Our jobis to expose wrong, advocatefor Right, Truthand Justice. Though we cannot judge,we can observeand advise. Advicegiven can be takenor denied, that is not our choice. Our choiceis