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Teen Ink Magazine, October 2002 : Nonfiction Articles

Another Day
   Operating heavy equipment requires many skills and a clear head. When you're working withmachines that weigh over 20,000 pounds, you don't have room to make mistakes.
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Any Sunday
   Everyone should be required to work in the glorious world of fast food. A customer cannever really appreciate a correct order, speedy service or cleanliness withouthaving been a slave to ugly black vinyl shoes and an ill-fitting visor orhat.
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Babysitting Scare
   It was a cold day in January when I walked across the street to the little yellowhouse where I was babysitting. It seemed like no big deal, and I never thoughttoo much about my responsibility, a 15-year-old taking care of three girls underthe age of seven.
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Breaking Fate
   The the yellow light of the dining room lamp, my mind is a mass of nerves. So manyquestions ... years of unanswered questions about why my family lives in Americaand not in our native Russia.
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Colorado Avocados
Isometimes conjure up the weeks before Colorado,
unable to bear it, you sawyour life had grown fallow,
or rather, it had not grown at all.
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Cyber Tears
   Mystory begins with the innocent dream of a child, one that almost cost me my life.As far back as I can remember, I wanted only one thing: to have a real-lifeadventure as fantastic as any storybook.
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Daddy's Little Girl
   The first time I held her in my arms, I wasn't scared of dropping her because I hadheld a lot of babies, and never dropped one. I was more scared that someone'slife now relied on me.
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Diet or Regular
   Iwas halfway through my shift and the line was out the door. My feet hurt and myshirt was soaked from a drink that had slid off my tray. I approached my tablewith a smile, hoping the couple would return the gesture.
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Fear and Horror
When I was a small, cheerful but paranoid four-year-old, my home was alive. Therefrigerator, toaster, sink, they all had unique personalities and foibles. Myfather knew it, too, and cursed at the microwave to ensure cooperation.
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Patience
   Anyonewho has a job needs a lot of tolerance and maturity. I work at a toy shop, andit's important to satisfy all shoppers. Sometimes, though, that doesn'thappen.
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Pigman
   Death, midterms, break-up, heights ... there are many words in the English language thatevoke powerful, terrorizing emotions in our beleaguered minds. Cancer, commitment... all raise blood pressures and make palms sweat, eyes widen and the tear ductswork.
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The Animal Hospital
   When I was in third grade, my teacher asked what we wanted to be when we grew up. Iwas the only one who gave an immediate, definite answer: a veterinarian.
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