stac is google and website peice

I was watching a news piece on google headquarters and they were talking about how the environment is just like grad school where a group of very talented people who love what they do get together to expand their minds and create. the C.E.O of google headquarters says that the employes work as if they are playing because to them their work is fun. hmmm what does this remind you of...

anyway here is the rough draft of a possible STAC website piece

Guggenheim, Metropolitan and Fuerzabruta Trip

 

The only reason we like school trips as much as we do is because we get to have a day, or at least a few periods off from school. Think about it, do you really say to yourself, ‘this will be amazing! I can’t wait to learn all about the process of constructing ships!’ before you are shuffled onto a bus by teachers that will rather be anywhere else but there? No, you’re only happy because you get to leave school in the middle of the day and maybe, just maybe, they’ll take you out for quesadillas later. You don’t really want to be there but you have no choice. How else are you going to skip school with your friends and not get in trouble for it? It’s different this year, at least for me, because I’m in STAC.  I can actually get exited about what I’m going to learn on trips and I feel like I have a choice.

I was surprised when the bus dropped us off at the train station and Mr. DeLalio handed everyone metro cards and maps of New York City with instructions to meet at Fuerzabruta at eight. That’s it. It was our responsibility to navigate the city by our selves and it was up to us to visit the Guggenheim and Metropolitan museums. Besides the text updates we had to send to our chaperones every couple of hours, we were independent until eight o’clock. We made all of the decisions. When I realized that the only person responsible for me was myself I snapped out of my freshmen state of mind and began to think like an adult for the first time in my life. We were safe, the school made sure of it, but we still felt like lions prowling the concrete jungle. I know that sounds corny, but it’s true.

I wondered why we were given so much freedom. But I soon found that the answer is simple, we deserve it. We’re not like others our age. When I go on trips in my other classes we are treated like children. We are watched over because who knows what we’ll get into if we’re not. After all, our attention spans lasts for no more than three minutes. We don’t fool around on STAC trips because the actual trip is enjoyable and we like learning about what we are going to see. At the museums we would burst into in dept conversations about the art and debate about concepts beyond our age. I remember questioning the maturity of others around us.

Of course we acted like teenagers when we joked around with each other, went out for lunch and explored the city taking thousands of artistic pictures, but what was more important was the new way we saw things after the trip. The first STAC trip to the museums and Fuerzabruta (a show so mind blowing it deserves its own section) let me know that the rest of the year was going to be something way different then what I would have ever experienced in high school.