I Am Not Jesus

I Am Not Jesus

I was herded through security like an animal, and eventually entered the harsh, grey jail. I picked up a list of detainees and made my way to them, visiting people who were locked up and seeking something. This particular night was fairly normal (or, as normal as...
TJP Reads: Spare Parts

TJP Reads: Spare Parts

For the past couple of months, one of the Jesuits I live with has been consumed with the robotics team he is moderating.  It has been fascinating to hear him talk about the design phase, the enthusiasm of the students, and the actual robot.  At the same time, a good...
Cultivating Mean

Cultivating Mean

In third grade I’m the butt of jokes. I was the butt of jokes in first and second grade too, but this year is especially worse. I’m husky, also terribly shy, I’m wearing Payless brand tennis shoes instead of Nike Airs, and I’m not very good at math. I’m in math class...