Monday Morning Masks As the sun slowly peaks through the Monday morning fog, high school students are disappointed that the weekend has ended. Upon arrival to school, their half-closed eyes are not ready for a new day. A minor hassle becomes the gripe, making the mood even dimmer. This murkiness doesn’t hinder me. Why? I use a mask, filled with laughter and hope, to reverse the mood. With this mask, I pretend to be …showed first 75 words of 420 total…

…showed last 75 words of 420 total…my mask, the spirit of the mask continues. Although most masks are meant for hiding, this one exposes the happiness inside of me. A person’s mask reflects his personality and therefore his potential. Each day I hope to wear my mask less and less, as my inner self shines brighter and brighter. The fundamental question one needs to ask himself is, “Is my mask changing my face or is my face changing the mask?”