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  • Titans Connect 2018-2019 Flashback

    Posted by MATTHEW PECIC on 4/14/2020

    This video from our 2018-2019 End of Year celebration from last June highlights many of our Titans Connect events.

    While it brings back wonderful memories, it also showcases what Titans Connect represents.
    In this group, no one is ever alone. We are always there for each other.

    Let’s keep that going. Being apart does not mean being alone.

    Do what you can to continue to . . .

    Make an Effort
    Make a Connection
    Make a Difference

    Click here for the 2018-2019 End of Year Video (it may take a few seconds to download): Titans Connect 2018-2019 Memories 
    Thanks to Kenzie and Ashley for putting the video together for us.

    If you have a favorite memory from Titans Connect, or something you miss about Titans Connect, and you'd like to share it,
    please leave it in the Comment Section below.

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  • Titans Connect Prom Week

    Posted by MATTHEW PECIC on 4/13/2020

    There are many things I miss about not being in school  . . .

    A big one, a really big one, is Titans Connect.

    This Friday was supposed to be the Titans Connect Prom. A night of dancing and singing. A night of smiles and laughter. A night of joy and celebration. A night to remember. So even though, we may not be able to dance the night away, we can still remember.
    We can still stay connected. 

    I hope this short video makes you happy. Click to watch: Titans Connect

    I miss you all.

    If you have a favorite memory from Titans Connect, or something you miss about Titans Connect, and you'd like to share it,
    please leave it in the Comment Section below.

    And remember:

    No matter our distance, we can always . . .

    Make an Effort
    Make a Connection
    Make a Difference

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  • The Void

    Posted by MATTHEW PECIC on 4/6/2020

    I want to keep this first post short; yet there is so much I want to say.
    I usually have no problem expressing my thoughts, feelings, and opinions; yet, now I struggle to explain The Void.

    The Void is that gaping hole that was my CB South World . . .

    Marbear, Mrs. Santangelo, and the regular morning crowd
    Madelyn, Jill, Bates, and all the other seniors I’d talk to about college, money, and life
    Dr. Lash’s, Mr. Melvin’s, Ms. Reisinger’s and all of the other classes I’d meet with for book talks and book clubs
    All of those self-proclaimed non-readers who would come back for seconds after finishing Living Dead Girl, The Poet X, or How to Win Friends and Influence People
    Steve, Sean, Ben and all the CB South alumni that would come back to say hello and share their stories
    Anisha, Emma, and the other book lovers
    Mr. Tracy's MWH classes letting me talk research, dudes named Maximillian, and ISBN insanity
    Claire and Jules the TikTok’ers, Christian the Bee Master, Blaine the Master Gamer, and all of my Titan Forum
    Tyler, Jimmy, Isaac and all of the Brew Crew
    The 200 or so A, B, C, and D lunchers who made sure I was never lonely during Block 3
    Bhargav and his manga recommendations 
    Jon and Junior check-ins . . .  all cool here dudes
    The Titans Connect crowd and our events in the library
    Miranda on the same computer every day after school . . . and her grateful “Thank You” and “Have a good day” on her way out

    And you. 
    You, the student I'd see every day.
    You, the student I'd sit with at lunch.
    You, the student I'd randomly pass in the hall, fist pump, and say, "What's up brother?"
    I miss you.
    I miss you all.

    This Void has messed with my world.
    I am confused, concerned, and cautious.
    And for the first time in a long time, a really long time, I lack confidence.

    I am cautious about saying too much, thinking too deep, and being judged on the use of a misplaced, comma!
    I am concerned about being irrelevant and unnecessary.
    I am confused . . .

    These waters are uncharted for us all. The water looks cold, deep, and scary.
    And what is that in the distance? Something is moving out there. And it's getting closer. 
    I hesitate. I look behind me. Should I turn and run?
    Then I hear something. Voices? Many of them. They are far off. Yet, familiar.

    At first, they are indistinct. Then, they become clearer. Closer.
    "Yo, Mr. P."
    "Mr. Pecic, what's up?"
    "Mr. Pecic, how you doin'?"

    I hear you. I see you. I need you.
    We are in these uncharted waters together. The water is uncomfortable. The water is unknown.
    But we are in it together. We are in it as a community, as a team, as Titans.

    Whatever you are feeling. Whatever you are thinking. Whatever you are doing.
    It is alright. It is allowed. And in my best Northeast Philly, Mr. Pecic voice: IT IS COOL.

    I want to do something.
    I want to help.
    I want to be me.

    Help me.
    Help me fill The Void . . .
    Help me stay connected . . .
    Remember, we are in this together. 

    So, call out. Send an SOS. Shoot off a flare gun.
    Or just send me an email.
    I am here.

    I’d love to know what you miss about your CB South World . . .

    Please leave a comment.

    Keep safe. Keep connected. Keep learning.
    Miss you,
    Mr. Pecic
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