Michaela Cupsa

Michaela Cupsa is a senior at Orange Lutheran and is excited to continue working for the Muse for another year! She loves using writing to bring people a bit of joy in their lives and to escape from the stress of life. She can usually be found baking, playing piano, or reading. Her favorite book is the Anne of Green Gables series by L.M. Montgomery.

More work by Michaela Cupsa:

  • Different Perspectives I never questioned my parent’s childhood or life stories. My Dad’s memories of escaping across the border of Romania during Communism and my mom always eating paine cu jem (bread …
  • My Big Fat Romanian Wedding Have you ever seen the movie My Big Fat Greek Wedding? If you have, then you have seen a small bit of what my family is like. Just switch the …
  • Food and Memories  Memories are often connected to certain events, settings, and people but there is one that stands out among these: food. When thinking back to your childhood, I’m sure there’s more …
  • Footsteps The child of an immigrant is not stationary They are kinetic Stepping in the footsteps of their parents Pressing the imprints into the dirt  Marking their past as one that …
  • Humanities Interactive Experience: Brea Art Gallery (Threads That Bind) This past Sunday on November 5th Humanities Pathway Students went to Brea’s Art Gallery and were able to see a women’s trade of the past–textiles–through the eyes of modern women …
  • Threads There is a bundle of Threads that weaves Us All together They may be tangled and worn  They may be bright and colorful Full of Different Cultures and Languages Each …
  • Childhood My childhood was the epitome of the early 2000s. Full of Barbies and glittery flip phones and Lego friends cluttering the living room. I had the perfect American childhood but …
  • A Question to My Younger Self My mom asked me a question when I was five years old: “What instrument do you want to play?” It seemed innocent enough as I answered excitedly, “Piano!” but that …
  • Dear Perfect Me Dear perfect me,  Hi, it’s me–or should I say you. Except, I’m not you. Actually, I’m the furthest possible thing from you. You are everything I can never be. You …
  • Tick-Tick-Tick Tick-Tick-Tick A constant ringing in my head. A reminder of the time that’s passing by  Without a worry or a care Tick-Tick-Tick A mantra in my head– get it done.  …