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Author, Anonymous

Philomathean 
Volume 4 MMXXV: Secrets Article 38 
12-5-2024 
No one to tell 
Anonymous Author 
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No one to tell
By Anonymous
“She’s magnificent," Ilene thought. Ilene thought all her friends were magnificent, but there was something
different about this one. Max was different. She thought Max was probably short for Maxine or something; she
was too afraid to ask. Max was smart – smarter than her at least, and strong; she was really strong. Ilene had
known strong people before, but this girl could deadlift her on a bad day and chuck her across the room on a
good one. Ilene then started to think about Max picking her up to throw across the room. She shook her head to
remove that thought.
Max wasn’t pretty, at least not in the traditional sense. She was tall and muscular, with very average facial
features. But her eyes – Ilene loved her eyes. They weren’t green, and they weren’t blue; they were somewhere in
between. She had big, beautiful eyes. Ilene loved staring into people’s eyes. She thought it showed the kindness in
people’s hearts; however, she also thought that was stupid and cliché. Max was kind and incredibly sincere, but
also intimidating. Like you wouldn’t wanna be in a fist fight with her, but you definitely want to get a hug from
her. “I bet she gives good hugs,” Ilene thought. Max was about 8 inches taller than Ilene so giving her a hug
would be a little awkward. Now all Ilene could think about was being pulled tight into a hug with her face
smushed intoMax’s chest. She couldn’t help but blush at her own thoughts.
Ilene was confounded at her own brain. She never liked a girl before, definitely not like this. She liked guys –
maybe a bit too much according to some of her friends. She had dated nearly half a dozen within the past year
and never heard the end of it from some people. Max never brought it up when Ilene broke it off with some new
guy. She seemed to be the only person that didn’t judge. She thought Max was the most sincere person she knew.
But that’s a dumb word–sincere–it’s hardly a compliment. Imagine telling someone that they were sincere. It’s
like saying “you’re great at not lying.” She thought all this as she stared off into space.
Ilene couldn’t get Max off her mind; still, she couldn’t tell anyone about it. I mean, who would she tell? Not her
friends. Certainly not Max. Max wouldn’t understand. It wasn’t even like she was intoMax, right? They had
been friends since they met over a year ago. Ilene wasn’t sure when the title for someone changes from casual
acquaintances to friends. She assumed it was when she felt comfortable around them, so withMax, it was as
soon as they met.
Max didn’t have a great relationship with her family; Ilene knew that. She just imagined if Max came home with
a girlfriend; her parents would disown her. Max rarely talked about her parents, but Ilene figured they weren’t
exactly warm and fuzzy. Max told her once that she came from a small rural town where everyone talked about
everyone. Ilene knew what would happen if she told anyone about what she was feeling. She knew that people
would talk.
And for all she knew, Max didn’t even like girls. She couldn’t remember Max ever expressing interest in anyone.
Ilene always thought that Max was quiet and stoic; she never really expressed feelings. Ilene so deeply admired
Max. She didn’t want to think about it anymore; her chest felt tight whenever she thought about it. She knew
there was no way it would work out and she knew that she just had to be ok with it.
The author of this story requested to remain anonymous.


English

No one to tell

Clark, Rosie

Philomathean 
Volume 4 MMXXV: Secrets Article 49 
12-5-2024 
Whispers on the Stairs 
Rosie Clark 
Bridgewater College, rclark2@eagles.bridgewater.edu 
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Whispers on the Stairs
By Rosie Clark
Rosie Clark studies Art at Bridgewater College.


Whispers on the Stairs

This project focused on the textbook design for Arithmetic: Models and Algorithms, written by Dr. Verne Leininger. The book will be a resource for elementary math teachers. It discusses mathematical operations (including addition, subtraction, and multiplication) and explains several models and algorithms for each one. The goal of the book design was to create an effective layout that would make the book easy-to-read and to create illustrations that enhance understanding for readers. The design process began with researching typical math textbook layouts and creating mockups. The book layout was completed in InDesign and included choosing fonts, styling the headings, and creating a format for the examples. The illustrations were designed in Adobe Illustrator and were incorporated into the layout of the InDesign document. The finished product is a neatly designed resource for teaching math

Hull, Heidi

Book Design for Arithmetic: Models and Algorithms

Koene, Emelyn

Philomathean 
Volume 3 MMXXIV: Where Our Dreams Take Us Article 23 
2-14-2024 
My Vision Upon the Moors 
Emelyn Koene 
Bridgewater College, ekoene@eagles.bridgewater.edu 
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My Vision Upon the Moors
Emelyn Koene
The moors were dark as I carefully walked,
nothing around for those desolate miles.
Over and over I ambled and talked,
about his evils and his wiles.
He strolled along, with steady feet,
as I made each of my careful strides.
He grasped my neck, white as a sheet,
his beloved, forgotten bride.
Went steadily there for quite some time.
slowed my pace and quieted my voice,
To hear a dozen hollowed chimes,
and contemplate my previous choice.
We came upon his resting place,
left him there in eternal disgrace.
Emelyn Buttercup Koene studies English and Communications at Bridgewater College


My Vision Upon the Moors

Tenberg, Ryan

Philomathean 
Volume 3 MMXXIV: Where Our Dreams Take Us Article 24 
2-14-2024 
On the Roof 
Ryan Tenberg 
Bridgewater College, rroeber@eagles.bridgewater.edu 
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On the Roof
Ryan Tenberg
Ryan Tenberg studies Art Education at Bridgewater College


On the Roof

Burdette, John

Philomathean 
Volume 3 MMXXIV: Where Our Dreams Take Us Article 35 
2-14-2024 
Awakening 
John Burdette 
Bridgewater College, jburdette@eagles.bridgewater.edu 
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 Awakening 
 John Burdette 
 An avante-garde aerodyne scorches past the Milky Way; 
 Opened presence  1  , the smell of bacon. 
 1  Or presents, an opened box. 
 John Burdette studies English and Professional Writing at Bridgewater College 


Awakening

Zuidema, Pamela R.

Philomathean 
Volume 3 MMXXIV: Where Our Dreams Take Us Article 44 
2-14-2024 
Cat Woman Fish 
Pamela R. Zuidema 
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Cat Woman Fish
Pamela Rae Zuidema
Pamela R. Zuidema haunts her family in Harrisonburg, Virginia


Cat Woman Fish

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