District Reading Fair

Last week, Hillcrest hosted the district reading fair in the Lower School gym. Hillcrest students did very well! Check out a few of our winners:

  • 3rd Grade, Non-fiction – Amari McNeal, Third Place
  • 3rd Grade, Fiction – Addison Cohn, Third Place
  • 4th Grade, Fiction – Savanna Morton, Second Place
  • 4th Grade, Fiction – Kayla Epperson, First Place
  • 5th Grade, Non-fiction – Olivia Simmington, Third Place
  • 5th Grade, Non-fiction – Wesley Lindsey, Second Place
  • 5th Grade, Fiction – Jordyn McGee, First Place
  • 6th Grade, Non-fiction – Andrew Kuhn, Second Place
  • 6th Grade, Non-fiction – T.J. Mitchell, First Place
  • 6th Grade, Fiction – Brooke Boney, Third Place
  • 6th Grade, Fiction – Danielle Wallace, First Place

Congratulations to everyone who placed!

Hope: The Reason We Give

As we become immersed in preparing for and celebrating Christmas, we must never forget that we give gifts because we were given the greatest gift of all — God’s perfect Son came to earth in the form of a man to sacrifice Himself so that we might have eternal life. Sometimes, however, we need reminders about the true “reason for the season” …and sometimes those reminders come from surprising sources, from young minds.

At the start of this school year, HCS sophomore Jessica Bewley traveled with her family and some members of her church to Santa Emelia, Nicaragua, where they worked in medical, dental, and pharmaceutical missions. Recently in her Writing Skills class, Jessica had to write an essay in which she defined a term which is meaningful to her; she wrote about hope and how her definition of it changed as a result of that trip.

Desmond Tutu once said, “Hope is being able to see that there is light despite all of the darkness.” The Webster’s Dictionary defines hope as this: to want or to wish for something with a feeling of confident expectation. I do not believe that hope is always a verb, but an idea of light in the midst of darkness. I realized what hope was when I looked in the coffee-colored eyes of a young child in Matagalpa, Nicaragua. I found hope in a poverty-filled village where the thought of hope seemed to be hopeless. Read more