Stuyvesant High School Key Club

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Cabinet 2009-2010

Also known as "The Cab" or the other various names used in those emails.

President: Bette Ha

It was freshman year, and like all other incoming freshman, I knew nothing. What’s the difference between the SAT I and the SAT IIs? What floors does this escalator go to again? What’s so great about the Senior Bar? And of course, I wasn’t sure what I wanted to do with my life. Even now, as a junior bombarded with college work, I still do not know. The one thing that I am sure of, however, is that Key Club has changed my life drastically, and without the path that it has created for me, I’m not sure where I would be right now. One of my most memorable experiences was volunteering at Feed 500, an event held a week before Thanksgiving. My friend, Helen Song, and I applied through Key Club, not knowing what exactly we would be doing. We arrived late to the Love Kitchen, but it didn’t seem to matter. The building was overwhelmed with volunteers and brown paper lunch bags with sandwiches and snacks. We were eventually split up into groups, and our group went to the 42^nd St. subway station and Port Authority. We befriended fellow volunteers in our group, college students from Columbia, and members of Christian fellowships. When we had reached our destination, we were both unsure of what to do. Do we simply go up to the homeless and ask them if they would like lunch? Would that seem pitiful? But individuals in our group did not hesitate to offer lunches to those in need. They did not hesitate to chat with them and pray with them. Many college students also gave them their metro cards, so that they could purchase rides to the Love Kitchen, or accompany us as we went back. Soon, Helen and I did not hesitate either. We spoke to many homeless people and learned of their stories. We learned of how they struggled with the economic downturn, how they were wronged, how they regretted what they had done, and how much they missed what they once had. They told us of the homeless shelters, and how little they did for those in need. I was especially moved when we all held our hands in a circle and prayed with a homeless man who was half blind. Despite his circumstances, he was extremely glad to see us, and blessed us, as did many others. No benediction will ever be as meaningful as the one given on that chilly November morning, given by a man who had nothing but still spoke proudly, because he had everything that mattered. Key Club is about caring. It is our way of life, after all. I used to wonder if I cared at all, and if so, what exactly did I care about? But by route marshalling at various walks, sorting medical supplies, handing out fliers, cleaning parks, and feeding the hungry, I realized something that I had been missing all along. It’s not about what I care about. It’s the fact that I care that matters. If I care, and if every single member of Key Club cares, then we will all find a way to express our gratitude to our home, school, and community. We will all find a way to show the world that every hand, and every ounce of dedication, can make a difference.

Vice President: Johnny Szeto
Johnny Szeto has a tendency to smile a lot. This 5' 11" figure from Brooklyn, New York enjoys spending his free time baking pies, cakes, or anything else deliciously sweet. He enjoys dancing in mosh-pit like atmospheres and usually makes a fool of himself. Although thinking that he is out of his mind the first time you meet him, he is actually more approachable than you think! His favorite Key Club events are walks (and enjoys eating the free food there, as well.) He also enjoys route marshaling. If you ever see Johnny in the hallways, don't hesitate to put on a big smile and wave like a maniac; he will probably return the favor.

Secretary: Fannie Law
Fannie Law thinks it's really weird to refer to herself in the third person (kind of reminds you of a Facebook status, or maybe a certain red Muppet who hosts his own television show on Sesame Street). She's excessively late to events, key club meetings, and let's not forget board meetings at Johnny's house. But that's okay, because the party doesn't start without her, right? Anyway, to not incur Jensen's wrath, here's some info: She loves to play the piano (Asian much?), loves to listen to Hawthorne Heights (emo much?), and loves to use parentheses (annoying much?). No, but seriously, volunteering ranks pretty high on her daily to-do list, along with going to sleep at obscenely late hours due to ~~procrastination~~ doing her homework diligently. Don't be afraid to find her at one of the events and say hi, but be warned, you'll most likely be forced to listen to a rant on how completely awesome Key Club is.

Treasurer: Sarah Zhao

Sleep-deprived. Half bi-polar. Stressed.
Junior year sucks?
That's basically what I've been reduced to ever after my first term and first third of my second term as a junior. These teachers and students at Stuy in my classes really start to make me feel even more retarded in class with their fluent, accent-less Spanish and long history of current events and their constant participation in classes! Can anyone please let me get a word in here or there? Nope, no one can, because I really don't have anything to say.
So what?
I'm happier than ever.
It'll probably sound super corny but Key Club has become my haven from Stuyvesant and its cruel and unusual punishments. Yeah, I haven't gone to as many events as I would have liked, missing Teensgiving for the college trip in November and the blood drives for Ultimate practice during the winter, but the meetings and those events that I do have time to go to really make my days worthwhile and uplifting. Friday meetings after an exhausting week of nothing but homework and tests and procrastination and sleeplessness switch my day around. Events like Japanese New Year Fair allow me to bring out my childish side, watching puppet shows and magic while events like Kumon tutoring at Freshmeadows really make my head twist and turn grading fifty pages at once from several seven-year-olds. Nothing in life beats chilling at Key Club events - whether it's scrambling for berries at City Harvest, being an exit sign for customers at the Flower Market, or just giving fliers to nice accepting people at 8th Avenue. Nothing in life beats that feeling, the magic of being able to help someone - no matter how small or large the task.
So what if junior year sucks? I've got Key Club on my side, forever and ever and ever. :hugs Stanley:

Editor: Jensen Cheong
Jensen is the dude in the blue . Y'all come up to him and shake his hand you hear? He's yo best friend and pround to be the only Queens-ling on the cab. REPRESENT! ON contrary to a popular beleif, he ain't a pimp. He just lieks to hang out with girls. =). He lieks to joek around and play mad pranks on sharif. Heis a big fan of rickrolling. There's one lesson he would like everyoen to learn and thats "Theres a time to play and a time to work. learn the difference". That would make his day. If you need any help or anything (not money) just holla!

Webmaster: Keith Yeung
He's that kool lookin kid always walkin down the hall. He's the kind of guy who likes hangin out/walkin around in the library all the time. If ya eva see him say hi even if he has neva seen you before :D. He's also that kind of guy who can be SO calm even in the most stressful times >:]. He's the kind of guy who visions that there will be flying cars, eletronic buildings, electronic doors, talking toilets, etc. in the near future. It's gonna be kool when they invent the flying house :D

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