Chicken Soup for the Teen's Soul: Making Sense of the Drama in Your Life

Chicken Soup for the Teen's Soul: Making Sense of the Drama in Your Life

by Jack Canfield, Stephanie H. Meyer, John Meyer
     
 

How to Figure Out the Drama--Teen to Teen

Every day you are faced with choices about friends, school, work, family obligations, and the future. It isn't always easy to know which direction to take, and if you do make a mistake, then what? To help you out, Chicken Soup for the Soul got together with Teen Ink magazine to bring you

Overview

How to Figure Out the Drama--Teen to Teen

Every day you are faced with choices about friends, school, work, family obligations, and the future. It isn't always easy to know which direction to take, and if you do make a mistake, then what? To help you out, Chicken Soup for the Soul got together with Teen Ink magazine to bring you compelling, real-life stories from teenagers going through many of these issues. Teen Ink magazine is written by and for teenagers about everything from getting ready for the prom to losing someone you love.

In Chicken Soup for the Teen Soul: Real Stories by Real Teens, you will find honesty and insight about the everyday situations you face and see how other teens tackled them. Challenges, loss, constant change--how are you expected to handle it all? Like you, the teens in these stories often laugh, sometimes cry, and at times make mistakes. So share with them their innermost fears and thoughts as they cope with loss, watch their parents go through divorce, fall in love, and conquer their fears.

Product Details

ISBN-13:
9780757306822
Publisher:
Health Communications, Incorporated
Publication date:
10/15/2007
Series:
Chicken Soup for the Soul Series
Edition description:
Reprint
Pages:
288
Product dimensions:
5.50(w) x 8.40(h) x 0.90(d)
Age Range:
13 - 17 Years

Read an Excerpt

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Life Stories

Love the moment. Flowers grow out of dark moments. Therefore, each moment is vital. It affects the whole. Life is a succession of such moments, and to live each is to succeed.

Corita Kent

Losing Tyler

Love does not consist in gazing at each other, but in looking together in the same direction.

Antoine de Saint-Exupéry

To the observer, we appear to be two average high-school students. He pores over a college guide, and I write my college application essay. Chewing on the end of my no. 2 pencil, I'm trying to think of words to live by. That's my topic.

My mind wanders, and so does my gaze, away from the blank page. I watch Tyler. His forehead creases slightly, and I know in a few seconds he'll snap his head slightly to the side to get his hair out of his face. Counting down—three, two, one . . . His head tosses back slightly to the left. It's mere habit now, since he cut his hair short months ago.

I also predict in a few seconds he'll swear in Gaelic. He does, and I laugh. It's one of those situations where you know the other person better than you know yourself. And, lately, I have found myself observing him more and more.

The expression on his face probably mirrors my own, our eyes filled with stress, frustration, and bewilderment. Where did the time go? Days seem to drag, but years pass quickly.

I rest my head in my hands and watch him. Words to live by still haven't come to me. I have known this person for twelve years. He's been my best friend since preschool; when I have a problem, I go right to him.

As I watch him, he coughs, and I worry. I almost ask him if he wants to go outside for some fresh air, but it was his idea to go to the library, so I say nothing. At first glance, he looks fine, perhaps a little tired. But I see the circles under his eyes and the holes he has punched in his belt because of the weight he's lost. That's the third new hole this month. Without looking up, he says, 'Stop staring at me.'

Without moving, I reply, 'I'm not.'
Once, when I was nine, I looked up cystic fibrosis in the dictionary: a common hereditary disease that appears in early childhood, involving generalized disorder of the exocrine glands, and a deficiency of pancreatic enzymes. As a nine-year-old, I was very confused. 'That's not what Tyler has,' I told my mother. 'He coughs a lot and doesn't like to eat. The doctors must be wrong.'

She just hugged me.

For almost as long as I can remember, Tyler has been sick. And it has always amazed me how positive he is. In turn, he's made me positive. I used to be convinced that a lung donor would show up, so sure the geneticists would find a miracle cure. But lately, as I watch him grow thinner and thinner, my positive feelings have turned into a facade, and I worry all the time.

I know he grows frustrated, too. Frustrated that he won't have the chance to do everything he wants to. Frustrated thinking he shouldn't go to college and waste his parents' money on an education he could die in the middle of.

Tyler's angry, too—at the world, at God, and, sometimes, even at me. After all, I'll get to do things he won't. But he would never admit this. In fact, he hides it well. Only I, who have known him so long, know these things.

I'm angry, too, but for selfish reasons. Soon, I'll have no one to talk to. No one will ever understand me the same way; I'm losing the best friend anyone could ever have. God is taking back the kindest, gentlest person I'll ever have the privilege of knowing.

And I still have to think of words to live by.
I feel a tear slide down the right side of my face, but make no move to wipe it away. I don't want him to look up and see me crying. I'm usually good at keeping in my tears, but he always knows.

He looks up. With his left thumb, he wipes away the tear and smiles at me—the same smile he gave me twelve years ago when he offered half a peanut-butter-and-jelly sandwich to the little girl across the table who had forgotten her lunch.

Tyler looks at the top of my blank page to where I have scrawled 'Words to Live By' and smiles again.
'Always remember, Lise, these words to live by: 'Our sincerest laughter with some pain is fraught'' [Percy B. Shelley].

Lisa Gauches

©2008. Lisa Gauches. All rights reserved. Reprinted from Chicken Soup for the Teen Soul by Jack Canfield, Mark Victor Hansen, Stephanie H. Meyer, John Meyer. No part of this publication may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system or transmitted in any form or by any means, without the written permission of the publisher. Publisher: Health Communications, Inc., 3201 SW 15th Street , Deerfield Beach , FL 33442.

Meet the Author

Co-creator of the national bestselling Chicken Soup for the Soul series.

Stephanie H. Meyer and John Meyer are the founders and publishers of Teen Ink magazine, the national monthly magazine that has showcased works of more than 35,000 teens since 1989. Stephanie, editor of the magazine, holds master's degrees in education and social work. John, with an MBA, is the publisher of Teen Ink. For more information, visit www.TeenInk.com.

Stephanie H. Meyer and John Meyer are the founders and publishers of Teen Ink magazine, the national monthly magazine that has showcased works of more than 35,000 teens since 1989. Stephanie, editor of the magazine, holds master's degrees in education and social work. John, with an MBA, is the publisher of Teen Ink. For more information, visit www.TeenInk.com.

Jack Canfield and Mark Victor Hansen are cocreators of the national bestselling Chicken Soup for the Soul series.

Brief Biography

Hometown:
Santa Barbara, California
Date of Birth:
August 19, 1944
Place of Birth:
Fort Worth, Texas
Education:
B.A. in History, Harvard University, 1966; M.A.T. Program, University of Chicago, 1968; M.Ed., U. of Massachusetts, 1973
Website:
http://www.jackcanfield.com

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