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Back to Articles Entertainment & Media Back to Sections COPPA Compliance and the Importance of Internet Safety By Rachel Ezeadichie Volume 3 Issue 2 December 23, 2022 Image provided by Termly Have you ever wondered how safe you were on the internet? How much information were websites taking and why? How safe is your information on the internet? Certain rules have been put in place to ensure the safety of you and your information. In particular, children’s information has been the focus of government officials and lawmakers. COPPA (Children’s Online Privacy Protection Rules) is a set of rules and regulations in place for online companies that market towards children under 13 years of age. COPPA was originally written out and suggested in 1998 due to a growth in companies that targeted children. COPPA was only enacted in 2000 and has seen multiple reviews and updates since then from 2001-2022 by the FTC (Federal Trade Commission). COPPA applies certain rules to websites and companies that are directed towards or collect the information of children under 13 years of age. If COPPA applies to a company, certain information needs to be included in the company’s privacy policy. Namely, the type of information taken and its reason for use. Additionally, parental consent is required in terms of seeking a child’s information. Personal information cannot be taken for longer than it is being used and data collected must be under careful supervision when in use and when it is discarded. Websites can only share the information with third-party operators’ who can ensure its safety and confidentiality. Parental consent and confidentiality of information are very important and are top priorities of the FTC when it comes to COPPA and the internet in general. So, you can rest easy knowing that your information is federally protected. Safety is one of the first components to be considered while surfing the web. While the internet is a fun place, it is also a dangerous one. Therefore, it is crucial to be aware of your interactions on the internet. Going to dangerous websites jeopardizes your safety, your computer’s safety, and the safety of people around you. BACK TO TOP

Back to Artwork Art Guild Back to Sections Fruit Bowl By Isabella Somma November 24, 2020 Sharpie, Pen Volume 1 Issue 2

Back to Articles Polaris Back to Sections My First Memory of Stitches By Navrosedip Kundlas Volume 2 Issue 5 March 28, 2022 Image provided by Pediatric Urgent Care of New York Life is full of troubles. Just waiting to unfold As fragile as bubbles But for a five-year-old, I was still bold The day was full of delight. However, the horror was yet to come As I approached the swings, the boy took flight Smashing my head till I fell, wishing I had never come The nails on the floor poking my ear Hoping they would fill their hunger RRRRIP as the world disappeared The last thing I heard was my mom screaming in anger. When I woke up, the nurse’s smile was as bright as the sun But I knew this was no fun My mother was a rabbit, scared and small I wished instead of the park we had gone to the mall I wished instead of the park we had gone to the mall BACK TO TOP

Back to Articles Polaris Back to Sections A Story of Good and Bad Leah Ally Volume 6 Issue 2 December 22, 2025 Ares prided himself on his courage. After all, he was the God of War and every brutality that war had to offer. At the moment, war was everywhere. Between small conflicts between friends, civil wars, and spontaneous battles between families, militarism was vastly growing and could not be stopped. At the same time, Poseidon, the God of the Sea, storms, and earthquakes, was in a constant rage. Every day there was a new natural disaster, devastating a different area. With the combination of Poseidon’s anger and Ares’ everlasting militaristic attitude, trouble was constantly brewing, making for a world of uncertainty and violence. Amidst all the bad, there were those that sought the good. Persephone was one of them. As the goddess of spring and flowers, she admired blue skies and flourishing agriculture, everything Ares and Poseidon were currently interfering with. She just wanted it to end. She knew that they were too powerful to be stopped even with her own divinity. Nonetheless, she worked tirelessly. When she thought Ares and Poseidon weren’t paying attention, she would sprout a small flower, hoping for it to blossom. However, time and time after, the flower was consistently destroyed by either large gusts of wind or careless warfare. Ares and Poseidon knew of Persephone’s aspiration to make the world a better and brighter place away from the misery they bestowed. Therefore, previously working individually, Ares and Poseidon now understood that their anger was best used together. Their devastation over the world coincided with each other too perfectly. When there wasn’t a storm, there was conflict, and when there wasn’t conflict, there were storms. Somewhat inspired by the gods’ cooperation to work together, Persephone sought the help of Demeter, the Goddess of Agriculture and Aphrodite, the goddess of love. They all tirelessly worked for the good of the people, to defend against Ares and Poseidon, yet nothing seemed to give. Aphrodite tried to implement her feelings of affection within civilians so they could begin to love each other and live as one. Demeter tried to plant trees and foster the lives of crops for harvest. Yet, the land remained barren, dark, and depressing for all. A depression that seemed to never end regardless of all the good that the goddesses fought the bad with for centuries. Years later, Ares and Poseidon faced a challenge they had never faced before. Their power was dying. Earthquakes were weaker, fights quickly ended with agreements, and the sky was bluer. The world was regaining its green once again. While the goddesses were working hard in their fight against Ares and Poseidon, that was not exactly why the world was returning to its normal state. Ares and Poseidon simply grew tired. Their power was no longer sustainable and their trouble to keep up only grew. It was slow and steady, but the goddesses worked together once more and the trees grew, the flowers sprouted, and day by day smiles became more common. The world was happier. The goddesses did not realize it then, but the bad was always meant to come to an end. There was meant to be healing for the world to be repaired, and for broken hearts to be patched together. From then on, the world knew that to get to the good, you first had to endure the bad. Healing was not a fast process, but instead a journey of time and patience. BACK TO TOP

Back to Artwork The Memory Project Back to Sections Yahaya By Ava Stroja March 28, 2022 Mixed Media Volume 2 Issue 5

Back to Artwork Nostalgic Musings Back to Sections Frame within Frame By Shehar Bano February 10, 2022 Photography Volume 2 Issue 4

Back to Artwork Beauty in Nature Back to Sections Nick Ottomanelli - Beauty in Nature By Nick Ottomanelli February 10, 2022 Photography Volume 2 Issue 4

Back to Artwork Nightmare on Main Street Back to Sections Fears of the Night By Sophia Song October 8, 2021 Volume 2 Issue 1

Back to Articles Polaris Back to Sections I See Ghosts In My Bedroom Mirror By Eva Grace Martinez Volume 2 Issue 5 March 28, 2022 Original photography by Eva Grace Martinez I see ghosts in my bedroom mirror, let me clarify I only really see one. I see the way her room was painted purple, black sharpie forming vignettes of a person who lived here before I. I hear the subtle beat of music in a language I won’t understand until after she goes. I hear giggles of a teenage dramedy, the kind of nostalgia-inducing, jealousy-inspiring laughter that forms the basis of poems with comparisons to stars. If I listen hard I can hear the heater ticking, the same way it must’ve when it lit your mattress on fire. There is no metaphor there, when you left I remember finding the scorched side of your mattress. Sometimes, I feel like an archeologist, this bedroom the dig site. Unearthing old necklaces and Sinatra records you couldn’t fit in your suitcase. It’s been at least a decade I think? Do you miss these old records and painted over walls? I’d like to think so. I want so desperately to reach out and ask you, but I’m scared that if I do, I will have to confront the concept of you leaving me too. BACK TO TOP

Back to Artwork The Memory Project Back to Sections Netania Muhammad - Memory Project - 2 By Netania Muhammad March 18, 2021 Volume 1 Issue 6