Fall 2012

Jesuit Journal

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Fall 2012

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Photograph by Jack White ’13

Contents & Acknowledgements A Blackened Crown by James Abbott . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 4 Roots by John Jackson. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 6 Haiku by Anonymous . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 9 The Chase by Grant Uy . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 12 Monsters by James Abbott . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 15 Tears by James Abbott . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 17 Whole-Grain Pancake Mix Recipe from the Jesuit Culinary Society . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 18

Editor............................ Kevin Chen ’13 Assistant Editors............ Grant Uy ’14 Journal “Minion”........... Ben Thomas ’14 Layout & Design............ Kevin Chen ’13 Cover Photo................... Jack White ’13 Art Contributors............ Arturo Amaro ’15

Mauricio Narvaez ’14 Joe Payne ’13 Jack White ’13 Tanner Lastelick ’13 Jason Uy ’13 Tony Duong ’13 James Hockaday ’15 Moderator..................... Dr. Michael Degen

The Jesuit Journal would like to thank everyone for his contribution to this first edition of the school year. We would especially like to thank Stagecraft for the birdhouse pictures and the Culinary Society for the recipe.

We look forward to having a great year, notably while welcoming our new “minion,” Ben Thomas, to the group. We hope to receive even more generous contributions in the future.

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Artwork by Arturo Amaro ’15

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A Blackened Crown

by James Abbott ’14 But darkness is as darkness does and all it is is fear,

and into my frail human heart it drives its icy spear, And ever on and ever in its spear blade presses down And as it jabs and as it twists to heartline’s deepest crypt,

a shadow from its deathly blade so quietly has slipped, And thus the darkness comes to own its horrendous renown, And thus he night prince comes to own his horrendous renown, And wears his blackened crown, And as the shadow passes on and ever deep within,

the Night Prince does allow himself a cold and mirthless grin, And sets himself a sepulcher therein to weave a gown, And as he weaves and as he works with thread of terror spun,

I know that darkness’ torment has not even yet begun, And deeper past his ivory smile I see there yet a frown, There deep within his soul there sits a never ceasing frown, Thus shows his blackened crown, And scoops he from within my heart the fear he needs to spin,

so stabs me with that icy spear again and yet again, And in that fear I find myself here sinking ever down, And as from me he finally plucks his blizzard-spear’s cruel barb,

he stands before me clothed in black and truly ghastly garb, All my fears both real and not make up that awful gown, All of my tears and gasps and cries are fabric for that gown, Still prince wears blackened crown, And as he steps toward me now in full and mighty wrath,

I cannot see nor escape down friendly and open path, Out reach his hands of coldest touch to wrap me in his gown, He holds me fast against my will though still I put up fight,

into my bones there creeps a chill that puts courage to flight, I feel myself here horror struck and in terror I drown, I feel me trapped in horror’s drape and fear that I shall drown, Beneath his blackened crown, And as by him who’s fear I’m held in cold loveless embrace,

I fear to turn my head to look at his formless gaunt face, And as I here in terror sit his spear once again plunges down, My eyes catch but a fleeting glimpse of regrets deep inside,

the Night Prince, as he turns away, his weakness tries to hide, But ever in and ever on his icy spear and darkest gown, Forever shroud fear’s fatal flaw behind a fear-spun gown, And neath a blackened crown.

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“The Price of A’s” made in Notability by Mauricio Narvaez ’14

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Roots

by John Jackson ’14 Not to the charm And not to the ends And not to green grass But its roots and its bends To the middle and meat Or the fluid and fleet A reckoning of state Not to fear less complete

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Photograph by Jack White ’13

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Haiku

by Anonymous Trees make me happy.

The fire stares hungrily.

Helplessly they burn.

Blood pours from my veins, Slowly filling up the bag.

Jesuit Blood Drive

Photograph by Jack White ’13

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Artwork by Tanner Lastelick ’13

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Artwork by Jason Uy ’13

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The Chase

by Grant Uy ’14 The woods were in turmoil, a place of unrest, As Fox undertook this dangerous quest, A quest that would bring him out of the trees To a meadow exposed to the afternoon breeze.

Then on this warm and sunny spring day, With a keen eye he quickly spotted his prey, A frolicking Bunny, all cares forgotten, With a little white tail as fluffy as cotton.

Bunny’s ears quivered slightly, blown back by the wind, As Fox secretly watched him and quietly grinned.

Speedy and stealthy, Fox ran through the grass, Almost reaching Bunny, but then, alas, With one wide swipe, Fox was soon awed; He looked down and noticed he was empty-pawed.

Frustrated, embarrassed by this awkward gaffe, Fox turned to see Bunny say to him, with a laugh, “Oh no, Fox, you’ll never catch me; I’m simply too fast for you, as you’ll see.”

And before Fox could even make but a sound, He ran away swiftly with a leap and a bound.

Irked now, Fox followed close in pursuit, Bunny no longer seeming all that cute.

Realizing catching him might be quite tough, Fox sighed, running after this white ball of fluff.

“I’ll catch you!” Fox shouted. “Just you wait!

I’ll set you and your arrogance straight.”

Back into the forest they ran in a flash, Each waiting for the other to do something rash.

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Zipping past trees and dodging branches galore, Fox couldn’t help but feel a bit sore.

“Ready to give up yet?” Bunny shouted back, When suddenly he ran into a tree with a smack!

A look of delight then crossed Fox’s face; This was his chance to end this long chase!

Scared now, Bunny again started to run, But this time, Fox would not be outdone.

Fox inched closer with every stride; “How about you give up?” he replied.

“Fine,” Bunny said, “you win. I quit.”

Caught up, Fox yelled, “Tag! You’re it!”

Artwork by Tony Duong ’13

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Artwork by Tony Duong ’13

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Monsters

by James Abbott ’14 A darkened stair and icy blast, mark my descent to caverns vast.

Terrors there in damp and dark await my footsteps there to fall, To grasp and clutch and drag away, into the darkness there to stay.

I hear from dungeon’s black as pitch a ghastly evil call, And as the screech does fade away my skin does seem to crawl.

I feel a staring pair of eyes, as something there in shadow lies, It watches from unhallowed place and lifts its shaggy head, Watching for a single slip, a moment’s careless clumsy trip, To pounce and trap me underneath its gnarly paws of lead, A moment then to catch and claw and bite me shred by shred.

But what this creature does not see, what on and downward pushes me, The truth of who I am and what’s the world I journey from, The truth that refuge here I seek. For that, to dark I’ve come.

A world of monsters I have seen, indeed a monster I have been.

Far worse a heartless ravager than dungeon’s beast am I, For mercy I shall make it weep, for death I’ll make it cry.

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Photograph by Jack White ’13

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Tears

by James Abbott ’14 When hope I lack to face the world and into madness I am hurled, I look unto the stars of nighttime’s mighty velvet vault, Mine eyes that stare at beauty there pour forth their fears of salt, But not in sorrow tears do fall.

The black of loveless careless dark does make relief of stars more stark, Than they in heaven’s light by sun might ever dream to have, It’s this that causes tears to flow and acts as soothing salve, Tears fall for wonder of it all.

I gaze at river made of light that spans the heavens left to right.

And one star there alone gives light to other stars around, Until together they form light as solid as the ground, This sight compels my thoughts to stall.

One light twixt many shan’t be seen amongst lovely pearly sheen, But there together and as one the stars light heaven’s sphere, So we must stand together too, as far away so here, Thus tears may ever cease to fall.

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Whole-Grain Pancake Mix courtesy of the Jesuit Culinary Society

Ingredients: Dry Mix: 4 cups whole wheat flour 1 cup all-purpose flour 3 ½ cups old-fashioned or rolled oats 3 T sugar 3 T baking powder 1 T salt 1 T baking soda 1 cup vegetable oil Liquids: 1 cup buttermilk 1 egg 1 T orange juice

Directions: To make the dry mix: 1. Combine the oats, flour, and all other dry mix ingredients (save the oil) in a stand mixer with a paddle attachment.

2. Mix on slow speed while drizzling the oil slowly into the mix.

3. Continue mixing until the mixture is softly crumbly without large clumps. **The mix can be stored indefinitely in an airtight container in the fridge or freezer.

Makes 10 batches of dry mix.

To make pancakes: 1. Combine 1 cup of the dry mix with the liquid ingredients.

2. Stir thoroughly with a whisk (it will be damp and the oatmeal will look a bit clumpy, this is normal).

3. Cook as usual in a pan or on a griddle. **Makes 8 to 10 medium pancakes per batch.

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We want your submissions!

We strive to highlight the creative talents of Jesuit students, whether in the form of drawings, paintings, short stories, poems, essays, photography, recipes, or any other type of artistic expression.

To do that, though, we need your submissions. We accept all school-appropriate creative works, regardless of topic, from all current Jesuit students. These do not have to be from a Jesuit art class, nor do they have to be new. Anything you have made or will make would be greatly appreciated.

Thank you for your consideration.

We hope to see one of your creations published in a future edition.

Please contact any of the following people with submissions.

Kevin Chen ’13 · 13042@jcpstudents.org Grant Uy ’14 · 14452@jcpstudents.org Ben Thomas ’14 · 14443@jcpstudents.org Byron Song ’15 · 15309@jcpstudents.org Dr. Michael Degen · mdegen@jesuitcp.org

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Artwork by James Hockaday ’15