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YONG DING/DEERFIELD SCROLL At Deerfield Academy, the phrase “the test will be curved” spreads through the halls like a quiet sigh of relief. It means that even if the exam felt impossibly hard, a few missed points might not matter after all. To many students, curving a test may seem like an act of generosity. If the class average was low, everyone benefits from a boost, and the pressure of a poor score is somewhat softened. The practice of curving grades may look fair, yet wh

Every fall, Deerfield welcomes hundreds of new sophomores, juniors, and seniors/post-graduate students aside from just freshmen. However, these new students, me included, are likely to face loneliness, anxiety, and a lack of support. I believe that the SLO’s role, in this case, is to bring support and care to the students and help them embrace a Deerfield life embodying our community pledge, “I will act with respect, integrity, and care for others.” I have found trouble adapt

At Deerfield, underclassmen can't follow the age-old rule that advises people to separate their place of work and rest. I attribute this unfortunate reality to the dorm study hall which all underclassmen are required to attend. My dorm room is usually last on the list of places I choose to spend my time outside of class, particularly study time. Deerfield’s campus is a greater view to enjoy than the four walls of my dorm room. My desk’s green plastic chair pales in comparison

“I will act with respect, integrity, and care for others, and I will seek to inspire the same values in our community and beyond.” That’s the community pledge that we’ve all heard. It’s plastered on our classroom walls, posted on bulletin boards across dorms, and the Student Life Office’s emphasis on it is tangible across campus. The Deerfield community does many things that embody this mission: we hold doors for the people walking behind us, say "hello" to those we encounter

If you’ve ever tried to keep a journal, you would know that it isn’t the most rewarding activity at the moment. It might even feel like a chore at times, especially if you’re trying to form a habit of journaling regularly. But the reason you journal isn’t to feel satisfied immediately. You journal because when you look back months and years later, you’ll be overwhelmed with satisfaction and nostalgia that comes from reminiscing about the past. In a way, the Scroll is just lik

Dear Reader, Merriam-Webster defines the slang term “crash out” as “to become suddenly, uncontrollably angry or distressed.” During the first month of Senior Fall, I’ll admit, I’ve crashed out more than a couple of times. My friends will second this, yet they’ll be surprised to learn that most of my crash outs in front of them are purely for laughs—believe it or not, I don’t really crash out that much. Growing up, I’d always—at least subconsciously—think that I shouldn’t disp

Deerfield Academy is proud of Head of School John Austin's A Framework for Schools . As I browsed through Deerfield’s Pulse  news blog to...

Casual disinterest is a term I think describes the vibe of Deerfield's student body very aptly, particularly when it comes to civic or...

This issue marks the 100th anniversary of The Deerfield Scroll. As the 100th Board of the Scroll, we take incredible pride in the...

Dear Reader, When envisioning how hosting my first Writers' Meeting for the Scroll will go, I never would have imagined outgoing...

On May 3, the Honors Chamber Music class put on a classical music concert. The concert consisted of small groups of musicians...

The Scroll, for many of those involved, is more than just a club. It is a seemingly limitless dedication towards the singular goal of...

Recently, I challenged myself to go vegetarian for an entire week. It wasn’t as difficult as I had envisioned it to be, largely thanks to...

Picture this: a campus is filled with chanting students holding around posters with bolded words that denounce the school...

Dear Reader, It occurred to me the other day that I have no idea who you are. I think of you often, constructing drafts of my letters...