God’s grace
To most of you, the story of Jonah is not new; it’s a kid’s story, right? I disagree. Just because we teach it to kids doesn’t make it a story just for kids. The story of Jonah is...
Author’s note: This is specifically written in an evolving juvenile manner to reflect how younger cancer patients have no idea they are dying, let alone sick, yet are going through all of this pain and...
The city of Dionysia groaned with misery. Its maze of cobblestone streets and alleyways was perpetually cloaked in a dreary haze. The city exuded a mournful symphony of decay, occasionally punctuated by...
I remember as a little girl in primary school, there was this one boy. He would constantly make fun of me, stealing my stationery, pulling my ponytail. So, as any 6-year-old does, I went home and told...
So, let’s get the story straight. I am not a musical lover. In fact, I quite dislike the majority of all musicals. I find them illogical with how everyone breaks into song at the untimeliest moments, exploring...
16th of May, 1958
7:00 pm
Salt air burns my throat as I slowly wade through the fields of overgrown blades, untrodden for so long. Despite their rippling in the breeze, they still appear frozen,...
People may debate about the great presidents in US history, Lincoln, Washington, Obama, but one thing is for sure Donald trumps constitutional abuse and corruption marks his place at the bottom.
It...
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This week, I had the honour of being able to sit in on the very first dress rehearsal for the upcoming major production of the hit Broadway musical Little Shop of Horrors. Despite this musical being done...
There are some places at school that people naturally gravitate towards.
The library before exams.
The oval on a sunny day.
Now, the new WCC canteen and Year 12 café have joined that...
At around 8:56 am on the 25th of April, I groggily scrolled on my newsfeed, woken up by an abrupt shock from a headline... Given current world events, I’m sure many would believe that we are lucky...
Fog slithered through the trees like ghostly tentacles, clutching at my coat. My boots sank into the spongy earth, leaving muffled squelches with every step. The damp air clung to my skin, slightly rotten...
