The School Newspaper of Southwest Career and Technical Academy.

Southwest Shadow

Southwest Shadow

Southwest Shadow

Stopping at the two-way street towards success

Stopping at the two-way street towards success

Shareen Basyari
March 20, 2019
It's times like this when I wish my parents made decisions for me.
SATIRE: Finding fame, my true purpose

SATIRE: Finding fame, my true purpose

Eriyale Williams
March 4, 2019
There is no point in creating a life for yourself when you can hire people to manage that for you.
The B(lack) word

The B(lack) word

Eriyale Williams
February 21, 2019
I am not a person of color, I am Black–is that offensive?
The busy addiction

The busy addiction

Shareen Basyari
February 15, 2019
My name is Shareen, but Busy is my nickname.
Always growing young

Always growing young

Eriyale Williams
January 31, 2019
Being the youngest has its perks, but it becomes harder as I grow up–especially as I watch my siblings figure life out so easily.
Embracing natural beauty

Embracing natural beauty

Shareen Basyari
January 24, 2019
I've had enough of filters–they aren't vital in feeling beautiful.
Point blank periods

Point blank periods

Eriyale Williams
January 23, 2019
Fear not, I assure you, periods are natural occurrences. Save the fear for something else.
Teaching the next generation

Teaching the next generation

Shareen Basyari
January 15, 2019
As a coding instructor, I know how stressful being a teacher is.
The happiness hunt

The happiness hunt

Shareen Basyari
December 20, 2018
Ending a rough year on a softer note.
All I want for Christmas is to cure my depression

All I want for Christmas is to cure my depression

Eriyale Williams
December 13, 2018
Avoid allowing Seasonal Affective Disorder (SAD) to ruin your holiday spirit.
A new bridge to build

A new bridge to build

Eriyale Williams
December 2, 2018
Unhealthy friends? In my inner circle? It is more common than you think.
The biggest win of all

The biggest win of all

Shareen Basyari
November 14, 2018
Not earning an award for the first time bruised my ego, but I won something greater–pride for my staff and publication.