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The Student Newspaper of Jackson-Reed High School

The Beacon

The Student Newspaper of Jackson-Reed High School

The Beacon

Hannah Masling

Hannah Masling, Managing Editor

What’s in the veal bolognese at Little Beast? Orecchiette, baby kale, and breadcrumb (singular). Yes, Hannah, dutiful beautiful managing editor, knows the restaurant’s whole menu. Yes, she is a server. She also went to semester school and has now morphed into a tree. Ms. Bonds is her “spirit entity.”

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Finding chaos and community at punk concerts

Finding chaos and community at punk concerts

Hannah Masling, Managing Editor March 31, 2019

The floor is covered in sweat and beer, and bodies slam against each other. The basement concert venue is dark, and the smell of cigarettes lingers in the air. The crowd bounces in unison to the guttural...

Lady Bird Review: A flying success

Lady Bird Review: A flying success

Hannah Masling, Managing Editor November 29, 2017

Young love, family conflict, virginity, growing up-- all are common themes conquered by the film industry. “Lady Bird,” a coming of age story starring Saoirse Ronan, captures Christine "Lady Bird"...

Poshmark: Selling my Clothes Online

Poshmark: Selling my Clothes Online

Hannah Masling, Managing Editor August 22, 2017

This summer, while some students my age worked tireless hours at children’s camps, and others made minimum wage sweeping litter at pet stores, I sat behind my iPhone 5s and sold clothes that I didn’t...

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Fast fashion brings hidden dangers

Hannah Masling, Managing Editor March 30, 2017

Fashion is everywhere. It can be found in a window on the way to school, in magazines, on the sides of busses, and all over the internet. Posters of women in cable knit sweaters and the newest shoe trend...

SATIRE: One mouse, one job: My Journey

SATIRE: One mouse, one job: My Journey

Hannah Masling, Managing Editor December 3, 2016

I open my eyes, wipe away the excess fur, and take a deep breath. It’s a new day. I kiss my loving wife and son goodbye, and head out to do my job- terrorizing the students of Woodrow Wilson High. You...

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