- A Look At The Girls Varsity Field Hockey Team
- Mr. Keller Game Review #2 (Settlers of Catan)
- Mr. Stallings: Poetic License
- Athletic Training: An Examination
- Celebrating Norm’s 40th Year
Spring at Deerfield is a looming beacon of hope for every student who feels they are slipping into hopelessness as the snow continues to fall and the path to the Koch center becomes more and more treacherously icy.
Milk should be available to those who want and will drink it instead of carelessly being pushed upon all sit-down tables where oftentimes much is left untouched…
In the five months since Commencement, I’ve had to reconsider the niche I found at Deerfield as editor of The Deerfield Scroll, captain of the math team, co-captain of the cross-country team, and successful student…
In the so-called ‘Deerfield bubble,’ it is hard to remember what life was like before we arrived or imagine what it will be like after we leave…
I dream of returning to the village of Las Charcas in the Dominican Republic in ten years to see a cluster of ten families living in ten homes built by members of the Deerfield community during ten successive spring breaks
Student participation and enthusiasm in these initiatives, including the student-run Environmental Club, are essential to Deerfield’s continuing progress in embracing change to become a greener school…
I’d long anticipated the shock that such thorough reformatting of my life’s environment might have had on my freshman year, but really what I’ve realized is how ready I was and am to migrate into college ecology
Four years ago, I stood up for the cause and wrote proposals to the Hungarian government, planned integration projects, and pushed myself in order to acquire a good education under the strong belief that one day everything would be better…
When you graduate you feel like you have reached fruition. Everything comes together in a dramatic crescendo…
Coming to Deerfield has been an incredible change from my childhood in San Francisco. I have gone from a sprawling city to a school within a small village. More than this, though, nature now surrounds me rather than the buildings and cars I am used to.