#PW6 The Trial

The nameless protagonist, who wears a red poncho that goes up to his knees and has a hood, walks to a huge cave entrance. This isn’t just an adventure. It is a trial for the young in his village to prove they are adults.

The protagonist enters the cave and sees a corridor with spikes and tall walls in front of him. He jumps and runs with skill over the dangerous obstacles and before he knows it he is over with this area of the Cave. He takes a break to recuperate and in the meantime, he looks around. It seems he is in a mace and in the distance he sees something, but he can’t recognize what it is. His curiosity takes over him and he walks to it. A few steps away from the “ting”. He can see it. It looks like an arrow that is floating. His instincts are telling him that it isn’t friendly. His instincts are correct, the creature lunches at him with force. At the last moment, he dodges the attack and tries to counterattack. The only thing he causes is to enrage his opponent more. to make it more unfair for him, ten more appear from the corner. He knows at least now that he can not beat them, so he turns to the second-best option, to run away. They follow him. Unfortunately for him after running a while he gets fatigued but the arrows don’t show any sign of it. He knows it. If he follows his plan of running, he will die soon. So, he looks around and finds a Holl in the ground. He does not think twice and jumps into it. Luckily the monsters do not see him and pass by. He is relieved but waits a few minutes to check if it is saved. He jumps out of the hole and goes quietly away. He is walking almost half an hour.
A Big, heavy old Door appears in front of him. He tries to open it but struggles at first, but he doesn’t quit so easily and tries again. He finally opens the door and sees the Stone. He is relieved to have completed the trial and takes it. In the corner of the room is a tube. He enters it and it leaves him outside of the cave. And goes back to his village.

IRJE #6 Better than the Movies

In the book of “Better Than the Movies,”  by Lynn Painter, the quote

“You look best when you’re you” (pp.111)

has a true significance. This short but important quote captures the essence of authenticity and self-acceptance, reminding us that when we embrace who we really are, our true beauty appears. It’s like a soft development, telling us to accept our individuality and peculiarities instead of trying to fit into roles that are imposed by society. We follow the characters Liz journeys of self-awareness and development as she learns the value of being true to herself. This quotation connects with myself as I navigate my own search for authenticity and acts as a beacon of hope, showing my way towards self-acceptance and love.

I really am enjoying a lot this book, it has this troop of enemies to lovers which I love because I enjoy reading relationships of love hate situations, they are super interesting and fun to read. With this quote is an example of how little by little the characters from hating each other they start showing their true reality and how they actually love each other and confess their love to one another.

 

 

IRJE #6 “What I am today at the age of twelve”

In the book “The kite runner” by Khaled Hosseini, the very first words to me are very meaningful because they set the tone for the book and give you a perspective you can use to read the book with a certain mood.

I became what I am today at the age of twelve, on a frigid overcast day in the winter of 1975. I remember the precise moment, crouching behind a crumbling mud wall, peeking into the alley near the frozen creek. That was a long time ago, but it’s wrong what they say about the past, I’ve learned, about how you can bury it. Because the past claws its way out.
Looking back now, I realize I have been peeking into that deserted alley for the last twenty-six years. (p. 1)

This part talks about a crucial moment from when the narrator was twelve, showing how past events shape who we are. It says that you can’t really forget the past because it always comes back. The narrator also says that he has been thinking about that alley for twenty-six years, showing how memories can keep haunting us.

IRJE #6 – Regretting you

 

This Quote is from the book I’m currently reading, Regretting you by Colleen Hoover. One of the main characters of the book is thinking to herself in this quote.

It means people who make mistakes usually learn from them. That doesn’t make them hypocrites. It makes them experienced. (pg 8)

This quote provides insight to us readers by highlighting the positive aspect of making mistakes. It encourages a shift in perspective, emphasizing that mistakes are opportunities for learning and growth rather than reasons for criticism or judgment. The quote promotes a more forgiving and understanding approach towards individuals who have made mistakes, recognizing their experiences as valuable lessons that contribute to their personal development and wisdom.

IRJE #6 – Murder case

I finished my last book right before spring break, so I decided to buy a new one at the airport and read it during the flight. I’m currently reading “Killing Floor” by Lee Child. The plot is interesting so far. It’s not the first time I’ve read something related to murder and crime. I like these kinds of plots because they keep me on the edge of my seat, wondering what’s going to happen. In this quotation, we meet Chief Morrison, an arrogant man who will be essential in investigating the murder case.

“My name is Morrison,” he wheezed. As if I cared. “I am chief of the police department down here in Mar-grave. And you are a murdering outsider bastard. You’ve come down here to my town and you’ve messed up right there on Mr. Kliner’s private property. So now you’re going to make a full confession to my chief of detectives.” (p. 12)

The chief is introducing himself to Racher, the main character. So, his hostility toward Reacher comes from a mixture of anger and fear. He is understandably upset that a homicide occurred in “his” town, and he also labels Reacher as an outsider, which immediately classifies him as a threat. In a city as isolated as Margrave, it is rare, if ever, that someone new arrives, and Morrison reacts as if Reacher’s presence is an infection he means to eradicate.

IRJE #6 My year of rest an relaxation

This spring break I read a book called My year of rest an relaxation by Ottesa Moshfegh, It follows the story of a young woman named the narrator, who decides to embark on a self-imposed hibernation, seeking to escape the pains of existence through an experimental cocktail of prescription drugs. As she endeavors to sleep her troubles away, she reflects on her past, her relationships, and her own sense of identity. Moshfegh’s novel explores themes of alienation, disconnection, and the search for meaning in a world that often feels devoid of purpose. With its dark humor and incisive commentary on contemporary society, “My Year of Rest and Relaxation” offers a compelling and unconventional exploration of one woman’s quest for inner peace.

“Sleep felt productive. Something was getting sorted out. I knew in my heart—this was, perhaps, the only thing my heart knew back then—that when I’d slept enough, I’d be okay. I’d be renewed, reborn. I would be a whole new person, every one of my cells regenerated enough times that the old cells were just distant, foggy memories. My past life would be but a dream, and I could start over without regrets, bolstered by the bliss and serenity that I would have accumulated in my year of rest and relaxation.”
Ottessa Moshfegh, My year of rest and relaxation. 

I picked this quote because it’s true we usually use sleep as a form of escapism of reality, specially in our more vulnerable moments, sometimes we are not even that tired but something inside us says that we should sleep and we will feel better. This a practice the protagonist often uses in the book in the search of felling better.

IRJE #6 It ends with us

This spring break I read the book It ends with us by Colleen Hoover, this book centers around the main character Lily, whose life hasn’t always been easy. She came a long way moving from her home town in Main where she grew up and moved to Boston, that is where she fell in love with Ryle, who has a soft spot for her, but bad things started to happen in their relationship when suddenly her first love Atlas reappears and everything Lily has built with Ryle is threatened.

“Just because someone hurts you doesn’t mean you can simply stop loving them. It’s not a person’s actions that hurt the most. It’s the love. If there was no love attached to the action, the pain would be a little easier to bear.” pg.321

I really liked this phrase because it refers to Lily’s pain and love for Ryle because even though things didn’t worked between them she still loved him because he was a part of her life and a simple action took it all away.

IRJE #6

In the book limitless by Jim Kwik, the author shows several techniques for improving focus, developing a growth mindset, and optimizing brain health through nutrition and lifestyle changes. Through practical tips and exercises, Kwik encourages readers to overcome limiting beliefs and tap into their innate abilities to achieve success in various areas of life.

“So often the answers we want are there, but we are not asking the right questions to shine a spotlight on them”

I chose this quote because I think it remarks the importance on how we view things, if we always look for the negative aspects, life will show us the negative reasons, in other hand, if we change the way we think about our selves and our situations, the things that approach to us are positive. The solutions to many of our problems or the answers we seek are often present, but we fail to recognize them because we are asking the wrong questions.

IRJE #6: Life is about ups and downs

The book that I’m now reading is “Regretting you” by Colleen Hoover. This novel is about Morgan and Clara, mom and daughter. Morgan got pregnant and had Clara when she was only sixteen years old, she has always said that she has never regretted anything, not even having Clara at such a young age but she is determined to never let Clara to do the same mistakes as she did. She always tries to keep her daughter in the right path and she gives her as many life lessons as she cans.

“Right after something tragic happens, you feel like you’ve fallen off a cliff. But after the tragedy starts to sink in, you realize you didn’t fall off a cliff. You’re on an eternal roller coaster that just reached the bottom. Now it’s gonna be up and down and upside down for a long, long time. Maybe even forever.” (p.87)

I chose this quote because it is one of the many life lessons that this book has and I think is very real. When something bad happens to us or something that we expected that was going to be great, results terribly wrong, we completely think that we have bad luck, that everything we do is wrong and the only thing that you want to do is to jump off a cliff just as this quote says. Life is full of ups and downs and that’s what I liked about this quote in specific. One day you can be doing super bad at school, being tired of life, having problems with your friends and family but when you start to change that mindset and start doing things that you like, enjoying the little and precious moments in life and taking care of the things that really matter, everything starts to be in its place. It is the same when a person that is bad, that is rude to others for no reason and that he or she feels that its on top of the world because it has money or something like that, the next day something can happen and he or she can be completely broke. Life is a complete roller coaster, sometimes you are up, sometimes you are down. You should never take something for granted.

IRJE #6: Surrounded by Idiots

During spring break, I read Surrounded by Idiots  by Thomas Erikson.  Thomas demonstrate a new method from which you can learn how, not only to understand the people around you, but how, by understanding them will change the way you interact with them. The writer explains that there is four behaviors, he classifies the personality types by color.

Reds and Yellows tend to inflate their strengths and believe that they have no weaknesses.
They have powerful egos, and a great part of their success can probably be attributed to the fact that they don’t get bogged down in faults and shortcomings but instead look for opportunities and good news.
Clearly, this can’t be maintained over time.
Conversely, Greens and Blues usually exaggerate their weaknesses and in certain cases even ignore their strengths.  (p. 65)

For Erikson, we all form part of one of these personalities, it does not mean that some people are better than others.  His key to successful communication is not to compare them but to compliment each other.

IRJE #6 Jose Tostado

In the “Art of Losing”, a book written by Roberto Martinez, he talks about how we must lose the fear of taking initiative without caring about the opinions of others. Although much of the book focuses on this topic, Roberto also mentions problems that happen in society today. One of the topics he talks about is how we develop and follow our passions to create our paths.

“We live in a time where we are told that we must choose a single career or passion. However, this decision is something that we can later come to resent, since, if we cut off our other passions to choose just one, the others will remain like phantom limbs, and we will feel that something is missing to find our voice.” (p.191)

For me, this quote is very important because nowadays a lot of people are not allowed to do the things that they like to do and instead, they are forced to do something else just because their parents did it or just because that has to do with their future, a future that they didn’t choose. So what this quote represents to me is that if you like doing something that might not like to your parents or friends or whatever, you have to show them your capacities to create your future by doing the things you like.

IRJE #6

“November 9” by Colleen Hoover,In this part one of the main characters was having a hard situation with his family and she finally went with him and told him her thoughts.p.217

The only thing not going right in my life is the fact that you aren’t part of it every day.

In this quote of the book that I am reading I understand, that when you are in love with someone, you are going to do until the impossible to have the person with you and be happy together.

IRJE #6 Magnolia Parks continues

The Novel Magnolia Parks continues with BJ having a bad awakening of his feelings and finding out just how much their love hurts each other. Especially how much he hurt Magnolia and now when he sees Magnolia happy with another guy he notices his pain, which she must also have felt all the time when he slept with other women. 

“That thing in your brain that sounds an alarm: we’re not okay? It’s going off. I’m not okay. I feel like I’ve fallen into a hole. No edge to grab, no end in sight, arse in your stomach, stomach in your throat, heart in the hand of a girl who’s holding someone else’s—just a kind of forever falling, this fucking suspending always falling, which is sort of what it feels like to be in love with her at this point anyway.”  (p.161)

During the scene, you got the impression of feeling the pain of BJ. On the one hand, I felt bad for him but on the other hand, this is what he did to Magnolia more than once. She seems to finally get over the ongoing hurting relationship with BJ. But their love seems to be cursed the way they are still drawn to each other. This endless loop of hiding their feelings, hurting each other over and over again seems as if it may come to an end, leaving BJ heartbroken a dealing with his feelings.

IRJE #6 – The ability to show gratitude – Sam Verbaarschot

Currently I am reading How to win friends and influence people by Dale Carnegie, a book about dealing with people and opening the door of your perspective and ideas to others. One of the big concepts Carnegie talks about is the art of gratefulness and appreciation.

Let’s not expect gratitude. Then, if we get some occasionally, it will come as a delightful surprise. If we don’t get it, we won’t be disturbed. It is natural for people to forget to be grateful; so, if we go around expecting gratitude, we are headed straight for a lot of heartaches.

This side of gratefulness, the expectation side, is an important yet undiscussed aspect of gratitude. Understanding that you should be helpful or supporting not for the praise you may get from those actions but because it feels good inside of oneself. Ask yourself, does it feel better to help a friend with no praise, yet know you were helpful to a loved one, or avoid helping someone, making that persons life just that much harder, and live knowing you could have done something that they would have benefited from?

IRJE #6: The Fire Eternal

The book I am currently reading is called The Fire Eternal written by Chris D’lacey. This book is placed five years after the death of the previous main character called David Rain in the shoes of Liz (David’s tenant and close friend), Lucy (Liz’s daughter and David’s close friend) and Zanna (David’s girlfriend). After all these years Zanna gave birth to David’s daughter who is now four but still refuses to date or begin a relationship with someone else. Lucy however is more so irritated by Zanna and seemingly jealous of her relationship with David and how close they were. This only became apparent to Zanna however when she is working her shop when a handsome man came into her store. Zanna ignored him at first until he began flirting with her and asking her on dates to which she told him that she was not interested. Soon after he left her mind until Gretel (her dragon) reported to her that she saw the man’s contact on Lucy’s phone. The following word were:

“The link was still live . One message from Tam:

Ok met her. David’s partner, right? Baby by him? Good lead, thanx. Checking her out. Tam.                                                             PS. What’s with her scars? Real or self-harmer?

And for the umpteenth time, or however many times one can change a text message in forty minutes, Lucy tried again, this time deleting everything she had written in favor of one word. She read it back, heart pounding, then she posted it into the ether. She was doing this for David, she reminded herself. Someone, one of them, had to make a move. But even as ‘Sent’ flashed up on her screen, she wished she could have clawed the message back. Just one word. Maybe Tam wouldn’t get it?                                                         Or maybe he would.                                                                               One small word                                                                                       One legend.

Oomara.

(Chris D’lacey – The Fire Eternal: pp. 54-55)

In this quote the man called Tam (the man flirting with Zanna) was reporting to Lucy what he had found out about Zanna. The reason she was trying to do this was because (as Liz explained in page 60) ever since David’s death she felt left out of David’s life. Like Zanna and her daughter had the only real connection to him. It didn’t help Lucy of course that Zanna would not move on from David. So Lucy concocts a plan to get Zanna distracted from David and she found that the smart and witty man named Tam would be her shot. However, like anything, his cooperation came at a price, even if it meant giving intel on David and possibly family secrets.

PW #6: Spring break

I just returned back from Mexico from my spring break vacations and I am feeling a lot of nostalgia because something for what I waited so long has come to a very fast end.

Before spring break I was really excited for it because I was going to see my family and friends again and I was going to be back home but now that it’s over I just feel anxious for the school year to finish and I can finally go home permanently. It’s not that I don’t like being here, its just that I really miss everything about Mexico. The warm weather, the cozy family saturdays, the familiar atmosphere, the people, and going back to my routine.

During this spring break I remembered what it feels like to be back in home and with the people you love. I remembered the feeling of waking up and knowing that your family is right on the other side of the door. I remembered what is like to feel bad, have a headache, stomachache, etc, and having my mom right there to take care of me. I just can’t wait to be back.

𝙰 𝚀𝚞𝚒𝚌𝚔 𝙳𝚎𝚝𝚘𝚞𝚛 – 𝙿𝚆#𝟼

𝙸𝚗 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚎𝚡𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚎𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚜𝚖𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚛𝚛.
𝙲𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚎 𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚍 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚢𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚕𝚒𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚗 𝚊 𝚍𝚊𝚢𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚖 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚍𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚛.
𝙱𝚎𝚢𝚘𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚞𝚗𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚜, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚎𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚛𝚜,
𝙰 𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗? 𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎? 𝚘𝚑, 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚞𝚛𝚜.

𝙳𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚍, 𝙾𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚜 𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚙𝚜𝚎𝚍, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚜𝚝.
𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚍𝚒𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚗?  𝚊𝚝 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚜𝚝, 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚊 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚙 𝚘𝚏 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚗, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚒𝚏 𝚜𝚘 𝚠𝚑𝚢 𝚍𝚒𝚍 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚘𝚗 𝚊𝚖𝚙𝚑𝚎𝚝𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚜 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚌𝚑 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚌𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚗? 𝚃𝚘 𝚔𝚎𝚎𝚙 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚘𝚌𝚞𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚏𝚎, 𝚊 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚏𝚞𝚕 𝚙𝚊𝚝𝚑 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍.
𝙷𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚍, 𝚙𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚞𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚍𝚎𝚕𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗, 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚙𝚊𝚒𝚗,  𝚠𝚑𝚢 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍𝚗’𝚝 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚢 𝚑𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍?

𝙸𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚑𝚎, 𝚜𝚒𝚖𝚞𝚕𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚎𝚘𝚞𝚜𝚕𝚢, 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚊𝚗 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚛𝚞𝚙𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚎.
𝚆𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚛𝚖𝚜, 𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚙𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝. 𝚆𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚝𝚘 𝚊𝚟𝚘𝚒𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝.
𝙽𝚘𝚝 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚊𝚖𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚜𝚝 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚍, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚐𝚘𝚗𝚒𝚣𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚍𝚢𝚗𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚌, 𝚗𝚎𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚎𝚍.
𝙸𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚍, 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎,
𝙰 “𝚍𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍, 𝚜𝚊𝚟𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚒𝚝” 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚞𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛. 𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚐𝚐𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚒𝚗 𝚊 𝚋𝚕𝚞𝚛.

Three happy birds in the happy forest. PW #6

Once upon a time, three happy birds lived in a warm, peaceful forest. The birds didn’t have names, the creatures of the forest would call them Big Bird, Long Bird, and Small Bird. Everyone lived happily in the forest. The birds wanted the forest to be safe more than anyone else since it was almost a paradise.
One day, a stranger showed up in the forest. He was a traveler and a prophet, but three birds found him suspicious, so they didn’t let him in the forest.
The stranger felt angry and decided to tell the birds something. “Soon terrible things will happen in the forest. There will be no peace, only conflicts and evil deeds. All of it will eventually stop when a beast will come and devourer everything there. The forest will never be the same as it was before.”
The birds became worried about the travelers words. What if he didn’t lie and the beast will come and destroy the forest. They loved the forest more than anyone, so they decided to protect it at all costs.
Long Bird was a fair judge of the forest with scales that it used to weigh sins of creatures. It also had eyes that were able to see far and see what noone else could. Eventually, Long Bird decided to give the eyes to the Big Bird, since it was weak.
Long Bird, with its scales, weighed the sins of creatures that entered the forest to keep it safe from evil creatures. Long Bird’s scales could measure every sin, and were always fair.
Then somebody said, “But what if the scale doesn’t tip in either direction someday?”
Worried, Long Bird made a scale that always tipped to one side. That way every judgement would have a clear verdict.
Big Bird, now with its many eyes, decided to watch over the forest for intruders.
Then somebody said, “But what if the beast shows up in the middle of the night, when the sky is dark and everyone is asleep?”
Worried, Big Bird made the everlasting lamp out of its feathers. Now the creatures of the forest were under Big Bird’s constant watch, day and night.
Small Bird decided to punish the creatures’ bad deeds with its beak.
Then somebody said, “But your beak is so small, no one would think its dangerous.”
Worried, Small Bird tore its mouth wide so it could swallow any creature in one bite.
No one could visit the forest anymore, and bad rumors began to spread.
“I heard that terrible things will happen to any creature that enters the forest.”
“The Big Bird is always watching the creatures of the forest, there’s no freedom.”
“The Long Bird’s scale isn’t fair at all.”
“The Small Bird’s everything-devouring beak is so scary.”
Three birds got upset.
They worked so hard to protect the forest, but less visitors came to the forest, more and more creatures were complaining, fights broke out daily, but the birds continued to work even harder to make the forest peaceful again.
Birds thought that the forest was too big for them to protect, and they decided to combine their power to become stronger.
The day when Big Bird’s eyes that could see hundreds of kilometers away, Long Bird who could judge any sin, and Small Bird’s mouth that could devour everything became one, darkness fell upon the forest. Creatures screamed in fear when saw the bird, and the forest soon fell into chaos.
Then, in the middle of all the chaotic cries, someone shouted: “It’s the monster! Big, terrible monster that lives in the dark, black forest!”
Monster? The three birds, now as one, looked around but there was no one to be seen. The bird began to prowl the forest, looking for the monster.
But there was nothing. There were no creatures, no sun and moon, and no beast. All that was left was just a bird and the black forest. Only cold, dark night continued from then.

PW #6: In the Morning by the Sea

The dawn crests behind a tall cluster of hemlocks: spraying the sky with its light, it creates a gradient from a cold yellow to a delicate blue. The clouds are thin strips of cotton, laid lovingly on in front of the increasing blue backdrop, and fade away as the morning deepens.

Above me, I can hear birds swoop and dive in the frosty air; they exalt in the quiet, the freedom, they have before their kingdom is overtaken by human visitors. The sea laps at the rocky beach in front of me, tickling pebbles down into its depths, and ducks paddle lazily across the lagoon, uttering an occasional ‘quack’ at my presence.

The air is crisp: it hardens my face and chills my movements. As I inhale, it ices my throat. Nevertheless, it’s my favorite time of day: a time where the world is subdued, welcoming; there are no screeches and honks of passing cars, nor patches of scorching sunlight: rather, there are the chirps of birds making their nests, and waves of gold stretching toward me, gradually encapsulating me in its gilded light. It’s a time to rest, to catch up, where time may not stand still for you but will certainly slow down.

Behind the trees are clouds in shades of indigo and violet: they peek through their branches, glinting off of the water in sparkles of purple. As I sit here on a frosted log, the purple is turning to gray.

PW #6 – Memories

I sigh as my sister pulls me into the crowd of people slowly making our way through the streets. People branching out at every market set up that caught their eye. Jolene tugs at my sleeve, trying to lead me towards the group dances and games. I am not much of a dancer, nor do I particularly enjoy participating in such activities. Pouting at my lack of compliance, I compromise by telling her to dance without me. She swiftly ran to a group as soon as the words left my mouth. The dances could have been better structured, like small wiggles and random foot patterns.

Nonetheless, it was rather charming. The dirty hood of the cloaks we were wearing fell off, and her long brown hair was exposed, ticking from left to right as she danced. I watched her small smile contort into a large burst of laughter as a man approached her and followed her unpredictable movement as best he could. Her joy seemed to light up the whole market, leaving everyone who glimpsed at her with a playful smile. 

Suddenly, I felt a wallowing darkness behind me. The hairs on my neck stood up, and my body shivered. The light from the markets seemed to be enveloped in unknown darkness. Jolene was the only light shining through, dancing as if nothing was wrong. In less than a second, everything in my vision went pitch black, except for a small glowing light. 

 

PW #6

Recently, a lot has happened I’ve been feeling ups and downs. And ups have been the majority of course. Just because of how things were going these couple weeks. I would like to share my experience being at Provincials. Being at provincials for basketball is what I had dreamt always, despite of not being in Canada before we had something similar in Hong Kong which each school compete for their grade all around Hong Kong. It was fun back then I enjoyed it the tensity was definitely not as high and not as skillful. So I was really thankful to have the chance to be able to play in the tournament and be a starter even though I am in grade 10. The most rememberable thing was how we had played well against a team that we had lost by 1 point and won them back by 11. This experience that we had as a team would be special for everyone I’m sure. Being a small team, the underdog team we had our ranking at the bottom of the list but at the end we are a top 10 team in the BC province for the single A division.

 

PW #6 – love in the dark

In the quiet of dusk, when shadows play, Whispers thread over dreamscapes.
A lonely heart finds solace in the soft murmur of streams illuminated by the moon.

Every scar left by hardships overcome and tears shed reveals a story left unsaid.
However, a seed may germinate in the shadows,
a brave, resilient flower of optimism.

Bittersweet memories linger in the still places where echoes reside.
However, the gentle embrace of love, an ageless enchantment, leads tired souls to full comfort.

And when the stars said their final goodbyes,
And dawn’s embrace covers the world in light,
Recognize that love, which endures forever, will bind us together even on the darkest nights.

What is the ‘So Opium Fit’…?

The so Opium fit was founded by Playboi Carti in 2019. The so Opium fit is in my opinion, the best fashion trend in this century. You have likely seen someone in your life that embodies the so Opium fit like Ms.Olivia. The classic so Opium fit consists of all-black pieces of clothing which are meant to express the wearer’s individuality. Though this aetshetic rose to fame in 2020 following the release of Playboi Carti’s album Whole Lotta Red, the real catalyst for the Opium aesthetic kicking of was the leak of Destroy Lonely’s “If Looks Could kill”. The reason for this is that fans began posting themselves with Opium fits and that inspired others to do the same, at the same time the leaked track hit number one on the charts. The true power of a community and living out of the ordinary will always lie in the eccentric so Opium fit.

PW #6 – An Exchange Year Journey

In lands unknown, my heart takes flight,
An exchange year, a wondrous sight.
New faces, cultures, colors blend,
Each day a tale, a journey to mend.

From cobblestone streets to bustling squares,
I weave through dreams, shedding old layers.
In every smile, a universe unfurled,
A tapestry of stories, pearls in this world.

Yet, amidst the joy, a tinge of ache,
For time is fleeting, moments we partake.
But memories carved in hearts shall stay,
In the echoes of laughter, along the way.

So, let me cherish, let me roam,
In this exchange year, my soul finds home.

PW #6 Coming Back to Guadalajara

Returning to Guadalajara, Mexico, my hometown, fills me with a sense of joy and comfort that’s hard to put into words. I’m missing the sights, sounds, and smells that make me feel at home. The colorful streets, the bustling markets, and the lively atmosphere all contribute to the unique charm of Guadalajara.

Reconnecting with loved ones is always the highlight of my return. There’s something special about sitting around the table, sharing stories and laughter with family and friends while enjoying delicious homemade meals that unite us all!

Exploring the city never gets old. Whether it’s wandering through the historic neighborhoods, admiring the beautiful architecture, or going out to get togethers, there’s always something new and exciting to experience in Guadalajara.

But beyond the tangible attractions, it’s the intangible sense of belonging that makes coming back so meaningful. The warmth and hospitality of the people here remind me that no matter where life takes me, Guadalajara will always be my home, a place where I’m welcomed with open arms and where memories are made to last a lifetime.

PW#6 – Sonder

Travel had always been a form of escapism for her, a way to find a new life beyond the confines of routine. Despite the grogginess hazing her mind, she was able to appreciate the humid air and bustling noise of the city around her when she first stepped foot onto the streets of France. This is life, she thought. With its rustic beauty, France was the quintessence of timeless charm. The cozy cobblestone homes tucked into the countryside and rolling hills brought life to Avignon. The language, although new to her, sounded melodic and beautiful, much like the sound of the birds in the early morning. The people, with their kind yet raucous behaviour, swarmed the streets, rushing to their separate lives. It made her pause in the crowd and wonder where they were headed – whether they had families, jobs, thoughts or large aspirations. She often found herself making personalities for each stranger she passed – the word for it, she believed, was sonder. Sonder refers to the “realization that each random passerby is living a life as vivid and complex as your own—populated with their own ambitions, friends, routines, worries and inherited craziness.” A sprawling anthill of complex stories surrounding her that she might never know. After-all, she was but a background extra – a woman sipping coffee, a blur of traffic passing on the highway, or a lighted window at dusk. In their narrative, she would most likely never appear again. After a moment of reflection, she continued her steps unhurriedly. There was nothing she could do but let their lives wash over her, along with the language, culture, and stories she would later collect in her memory. She would never know why the woman she passed was in such a rush, or why her driver was in such a good mood that day, but that was how it was – how it would be. C’est la vie. 

PW #6 Missing Mexico!

As I sit at my bed in Canada, surrounded by my small bedroom, with tight walls and the cool breeze coming through the window, my thoughts wander to a place filled with sunshine, laughter, and the aroma of delicious food – Mexico. Growing up in Canada has been an exciting experience, but as the days pass, I find myself eagerly anticipating my return to the vibrant streets of my home city.

I’ve been exposed to a world of opportunity and diversity since moving to Canada. Every day is an adventure, from the beautiful surroundings to the diversity in the city. By making friends with people from every aspect of life, I’ve been able to learn about their traditions and customs, which has greatly expanded my perspective.

But even with all of Canada’s natural beauty and diversity, there’s a part of me that misses the cozy comforts of Mexico. It’s not just about the food, even though I can almost taste the delicious tacos and cool agua fresca; rather, it’s about the feeling of community that comes from being with loved ones.

The longer the days get and the colder it gets, the more excited I get about my next trip. I’m looking forward to the happy reunions, the exciting get-togethers, and, of course, the opportunity to savor the tastes of home. Mexico has a unique way of using food to unite people; it’s more than just a meal; it’s a celebration of community and culture.

Not to mention the weather—I miss the sun’s warmth on my skin! I get excited at the idea of changing my winter coat for shorts and flip-flops. I’m excited to enjoy every second of being able to go outside without being weighed down by multiple layers of clothing.

I can’t help but think about how my identity has been shaped by the distinct mixture of cultures as I get ready to return to Mexico. Although living in Canada has extended my perspectives and provided invaluable knowledge, my Mexican heritage serves as a source of pride and stability.

So, as I eagerly count down the days until my departure, I find myself enjoying the contrast of my cultural identity. Canada may be my home away from home, but there’s a special place in my heart for Mexico – a place where the warmth of the sun is matched only by the warmth of its people.

PW: Lethally in Love: An eerie voice

“Well well Thanatos you have some nerve to talk to a lady like that” the eerie voice slithered out of Cyane. Persephone’s eyes darted to Cyane and back to Thanatos who’s dark black was glaring wildly at her. “I don’t remember asking for the opinion of a nymph river girl, so why don’t you slither back into whatever hole you came from” he glowered at Cyane, snatching Persephone’s arm. Persephone violently resisted but his arm remained unmoved. “Its quite cute of you to think I give a damn about what you want Thanatos so why don’t you go flying back to your precious king like the DOG you are.” Cyane was mortified about what she was saying, the words were just tumbling out of her mouth. Words that she would never say. Out of nowhere her body slammed into a tree, the air in her lungs violently being thrown out as the pattern on the bark pressed into her back. “What did you just call me!?” Thanatos yelled at Cyane, his hand shoving her neck to the tree. Persephone passed out in the corner of Cyane’s vision. “Say that to me one more time I might not be able to promise your safety river girl!” Thanatos spat in her face, as she shivered with fear about what he was going to do to her. “You heard me” the voice slithered out of her, leaving a dreaded feeling in her stomach ” I told you flying back to your precious king like the DOG you are” Thanatos’s grip tightened on her neck, almost suffocating her. “It’s almost to bad, I mean what’s a dog without its owner right?” Cyane’s voice slithered on as Thanatos’ grip faltered. “What are you playing at” Thanatos glowered, this time his gaze piercing hers in a long hated gaze. “Oh please” Cyane’s voice laughed eerily. “Why would Hade’s keep you around when you’ve been sleeping with people he shouldn’t be. Minthe? does that ring a bell to you or am I just pulling at your tail right now?” Cyane’s voice chuckled “Oh but of course, that’s one of Hades’ favourite mistresses, looks like someone’s been a bad boy”. Thanatos’ hands loosened on Cyane’s neck and she fell to the floor. “No one knows about that” Thanatos insisted, his face looking pale with fear and rage. “And no one will” Cyane said coolly, smirking at Thanatos as she swept her hair to the side. “But if you come back here again and killing me will only bring me closer to this master of yours, I might just remember this little chat we had. M’kay pretty boy? Thanatos shot her one last look of rage before he eventually scrambled off into the sky leaving her and a passed out Persephone in the shades of the trees.

As soon as Thanatos’ faded figure vanished into the trees above, the eerie voice and the surge of confidence dropped out of her body. She fell to the grassy floor below her, her whole body quivering with fear and shock. It felt as if her should left her body when it left. What was that voice and what does it want with me? Suddenly a Persephone groaned, her eyes were still closed and her body still lay helplessly where she fainted. Still spooked from the recent events, she quivered even harder in her body. This is exactly what happens whenever I try to help her. Her head spat as she glanced a Persephone, relucent to leave. “This is why you left?” Cyane whispered to Persephone’s lifeless body “For this.” She said as she crawled away from her lifeless body.

Needless to say, Cyane continued on away from the scene, brave and on her feet. Persephone in arms, after much back and forth crawling. Cyane’s face was flushed red as Persephone’s warmth radiated on her arms. What could go wrong. “Cyane is that you?”.

PW#6 – The Passing Of Time

My time is precious, yet I waste it,
I dwell too much on what can not be changed,
But still, I sit and think
While the hands of time move forward in a blink.

Years that seem like minutes
In but a twinkle of an eye.
Enjoy every moment
As the time goes gently by.

Time is no friend.
Never stopping, never caring.
Because there is no amount
of time it takes to heal. Only doubt.

No matter if you live with care,
there is little time to stand and stare.
As weeks and months bleed into one.
Live as though life has just begun.

Embrace the years as they come to you
As if in each one, there lies within a hidden gift.
And you will see that in your puzzle of life
That one piece placed thought not to fit.

The fear of loosing what’s not gone just yet.
There is no time, just fear and regret.
Of life lost not forever, like leaves that are cast,
Running from the present, through future and the past.

As one raises the question and asks,
For we are simply on borrowed time of the past.
What happens to the living when they die?
Death is not understood by death. Nor you, nor I.

PW #6 My Motivation for Shcool

My motivation for school has always been the next vacation.  Don’t blame me, it’s not that I hate school, I just that I don’t like it. I was talking to my sister Ines the other day about this, and we both feel the same about this matter. See, most of the people that like school, it’s because they are encouraged to meet their friends and talk to them, we don’t. I love my friends. To be completely honest, my besties are the most incredible and amazing people I know, but I don’t need to come to school to see them. Maybe it is due to the fact that my sisters and I have been in multiple schools throughout our life, and that both of my parents have shown us that the friends you care about, it doesn’t matter the distance or the time separated, the friendship it’s still there. School for me it’s just work, someone behind you telling you what to do, how to do it, and when to do it, and I simply don’t enjoy it. I had always been independent, and preferably enjoyed working by myself, without someone telling me what to do. However, I understand that sadly I can’t change right now the education system, or how school could improve. I just have to finish these years with the motivation of the next vacation or holiday coming around. 

PW #6 My Spring Break

Spring break is very soon, I have to package but I am so excited about this spring break because I am going to have unforgettable experiences, My grandparents are coming to pick me up so they going to know the school and then we are going on a trip for Canada, to know new places, have fun and of course eat deliciously, and the next step will have come back to Mexico to visit my parents, my brother, friends and people that I love, and I have a lot of plans to do in Mazatlán because it is hot, so I want to go to the beach, to Pilates class, to have fun with my friends, and the most important part to have fun and enjoy with my family and then I come back to Victoria for the last two months that I am going to have here and to enjoy everything.

Jose Tostado PW #6

In Guadalajara’s lively streets,

Where Mariachi melodies meet.

Underneath the Mexican sun,

A city’s tales have just begun.

On cobblestone paths, we stroll,

Where vibrant hues take control.

Tacos sizzle, tempting bites,

Filling streets with foodie delights.

Marketplaces with colors ablaze,

Crafts and spices, a vibrant maze.

Laughter echoing, oh so clear,

Guadalajara, hold it dear.

Chapels whisper stories old,

In the bricks, history unfolds.

Colonial charm, a timeless grace,

Capturing hearts in this warm embrace.

Tequila’s warmth in crystal glasses,

Echoes of joy, as time passes.

Plazas bustling with vibrant life,

Music and rhythm, erasing strife.

Hillsides adorned with scenic views,

A city that never quite snoozes.

Sunset hues paint the sky,

In Guadalajara, time slips by.

From Tlaquepaque’s artistic flair,

To the secrets the cathedrals share.

Guadalajara, in your embrace,

A lively dance, a warm embrace.

PW #6 – The Evil Plant Empire

George was his name. No one really knew why, but the king of the Evil Plant Empire fancied the language of the old two-legged ones. There had never been a George before him, so there was no need to use all those fancy numerals and titles. None the less, George liked to model the two-legs by being a tyrant who took pleasure in watching his subjects suffer. He was especially infamous for using the techniques of the two-legs to torture his subjects, and word spread quickly about how he would stuff peppers and have a daisy’s petals slowly plucked one by one, while an ominous chant was repeated: “eh-loes-mah, eh-loes-mah-knot”.

It was interesting, George thought as he skimmed through his favourite book of torture, “Larousse Gastronomique”, how plants always stopped at the most conventional methods of causing pain. Sure, it was fun to boil your subjects in hot water, but using the hum-boxes that the two-legs had left behind was far more effective. Watching the plants inside the box slowly spin round and round as they wilted and shrivelled was always entertaining. As George would argue, the plants that were sent to the hum-box would never even get the satisfaction of knowing they would taste good at the end of it all. Nothing ever came out tasting good from the hum-box.

Today however, George was not doing some light reading. He needed a solution to the uprising occurring in the East, where he had pressed a few too many grapes and recently the entire regional cabbage population had gone missing (although George had nothing to do with that). Ah yes, he had found what he was looking for. George carefully put the book aside and began rummaging through his cupboard, eventually finding a bottle full of transparent liquid with a pungent odour. It was time to do some pickling.

 

Thanks to my family for giving me the prompt “evil plants” and “George”.

PW #6 – Rockstar Made…?

Playboi Carti is one of the most influential rappers of this decade. From his flashy ‘opium fits’ to his record label Opium, Carti does not cease to entertain his fans. Here, I will be critiquing him as a rapper based on his most recent album, Whole Lotta Red. 

Although his lyrics do not carry much meaning, usually depicting hedonistic activities performed by rappers of the like, they are certainly very impressionable and effective at communicating his ideas and emotions. 

With this album, he introduces his unique ‘baby voice,’ in which he uses high pitched shrieks and intonations to express himself.

Carti uses a variety of frenzied synth-led beats which pair up quite nicely with his brash vocals and tie the album together cohesively. 

Overall, this album gets an 8/10 for its distinctive sound and consistency. It is an experimental and strikingly refreshing contrast to the mainstream melodies of the contemporary music scene.

PW# 6 – Zen and The Art of Motorcycle Maintenance is Rubbing Off on Me…

Why are we here? How am I here, looking the way I do, talking the way I speak, dreaming the way I dream? What do Orca’s eat? Why do they prefer seals? How do seals know to run away? What makes a predator scary? Teeth? Why teeth? How do we know to run away? What did we wear as homo erectus? How long did it take to get how we are now? Why are we here? Ah, now this, THIS, is the circle of life.

A large splash of salty water prys me into consciousnesses. The first thing I see is my bright orange kayak. For a moment, I shock myself when I realize I am at the mercy of the water of the Gulf Islands. Right now, I can see she is calm. A few fun bumps every now and then, but mostly tame. I look around to see my group, broken land and rock, kelp, the odd otter, and trees. Lots, and lots, of trees. Beautiful, tall, old, and wise with the years it’s endured on these shores. The water’s attitude is not yet the most frightening thing out here. It’s the ferries. From them, we are named “speed bumps”. Something our guide so care-freely, matter-of-factly, remarked. For us, they are giant metal tanks driving at a fast pace on a route that does not change, kayakers, or no kayakers. Knowing this, we are in constant anxiety of the next ferry crossing. One comes up close. Upon starting it our guide makes a quick speech. Keep in mind, the six of us are fourteen to sixteen year-olds.

“Alright. I need y’all to paddle as fast as your little chicken arms can take you. When you feel like you can’t, keep going. It doesn’t matter because we have to cross anyways otherwise you’ll die. And I don’t want anyone dying because that is a lot of paperwork for me when I get home. Sound good?”

No, not good. We all line up and wait for the OK. He shouts go and it is literally a race for life and death. I feel the sweat building up underneath my jaw, behind my ears, under my legs. The constant splashes of extremely salty water demand entry into my kayak and, mouth. I can feel the build-up dragging me down, sloshing around inside the boat and mixing with the sand of our last stop. I choke on the water for a little while but it does not matter, keep paddling. Keep paddling I tell myself. It feels like I’ve been paddling for hours. It takes what feels like an eternity before he shouts “We’re halfway there!”. The only sign of support he’s shown since the start of the trip. I feel my arms burning and bruising and going lactic. No, no, no. That can’t happen. I take a three second break before my guide yells at me to keep paddling. Seeing the next island I get a burst of energy. Finding the stored energy within me, deep inside me, I paddle on and find the rest of the group at the end of the ferry crossing. Knowing I am in the middle of the ocean’s islands and have just defeated death, I feel free. Completely and utterly alive and free. I reached down and dip my fingertips to the water. It’s cold, really cold. Losing this enchanting feeling and connection I’m having with the ocean, our guide tells us to move on. I can tell he is also in a way, satisfied. Despite one’s love or hate, soft or hard attitude, the serene feeling of presence and zen within nature heals all and brings out our innate calling to not just be in nature, but to be natural

PW#6 Little Tommy and His Starfish Friend.

Once upon a time, in the depths of the ocean, there was a little green tomato named Tommy. He had a vibrant green colour and a friendly smile. Tommy lived in a cozy little house made entirely out of seaweed with other creatures village. He had a best friend named Sandy the Starfish, who lived right next door. They would spend their days exploring the colourful coral reefs, playing hide-and-seek with the mischievous seahorses, and having underwater picnics. Tommy loved making seaweed sandwiches, and Sandy always brought her famous sea cucumber salad. They would laugh and have a great time together. The ocean was their playground, and they cherished every moment of their underwater life. The little Tommy loves to sing! He started to sing “Under the Sea” by The Little Mermaid. 

“Under the sea darling, it’s better down where it’s wetter Take it from me..”

Since he felt like he didn’t belong there, Sandy always tried to make Tommy feel like he belonged there. After a while, Sandy decided to join Tommy in a little singing session. They both believed that friendship and fun could be found in the most unexpected places, even in a green tomato Tommy living under the sea with Sandy.

Getting to know Bohdan

Hi, I’m name is Bohdan. I am from Ukraine and I am 15 years old. I’ve been at Brookes for only a month so I am looking forward to my first year here. I love playing online games with my friends from Ukraine. Although I rarely went outside in Ukraine and mostly spent my time in front of the computer screen, I used to perform in a circus for 7 years before pandemic. I still remember some of the tricks and skills I was taught there and right now I’m open to do some physical activities. In Ukraine I used to hang out with my friends alot, especially during summer time. We used to ride bikes, explore our city, swim in the river. Wonderful times. All of that eventually stopped the moment Russia invaded Ukraine. Everything became serious, and everyone had to flee their homes since we lived in a city close to the russian border. Now the only way we communicated with each other was Internet. At some point everyone came back to the city and we were able to hang out again. But then due to some unfortunate events that happened in Ukraine I was given a once-in-lifetime chance to study at Brookes so I decided to use it wisely. Hopefully I wont regret it.

Getting to know Bohdan

Hi, my name is Bohdan. I am from Ukraine and I am 15 years old and I am a student in Brookes Westshore so I am looking forward to my first year here. I love playing online games with my friends from Ukraine. However beside online games I like to do some sports and activities for example: basketball, football  etc.. Before the war started I used to be a swimmer and was doing very good in it, but sadly right now all the pools in my home city are closed, that is why i stopped doing it. I used to hang out with my ukrainian friends a lot during summer time. In Brookes I look forward to study more and improve my ATL and sport skills.

𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙷𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚍’𝚜 𝚃𝚊𝚕𝚎 – 𝙸𝚁𝙹𝙴 #𝟻

𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚊𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚛𝚎𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚍𝚞𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚕 𝚒𝚗 𝙰𝚕𝚍𝚘𝚞𝚜 𝙷𝚞𝚡𝚕𝚎𝚢’𝚜 “𝙰 𝙱𝚛𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝙽𝚎𝚠 𝚆𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚍” 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙼𝚊𝚛𝚐𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚝 𝙰𝚝𝚠𝚘𝚘𝚍’𝚜 “𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙷𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚍’𝚜 𝚃𝚊𝚕𝚎” 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚊𝚗 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚘𝚗. 𝙱𝚘𝚝𝚑 𝚗𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚕𝚜 𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚕𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚞𝚝𝚘𝚙𝚒𝚌 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚍𝚢𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚙𝚒𝚌 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚊𝚗 𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚑𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚜 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚕 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚛𝚎𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚍𝚞𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚊𝚜 𝚊 𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚘𝚏 𝚊𝚕𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚟𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜𝚕𝚢 “𝚏𝚕𝚊𝚠𝚎𝚍” 𝚜𝚘𝚌𝚒𝚎𝚝𝚢. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚌𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚠𝚘 𝚊𝚞𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚠𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚗𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚕𝚜 𝚜𝚘𝚌𝚒𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚌𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚖𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚙𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚟𝚒𝚎𝚠 𝚢𝚎𝚝 𝙸 𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚏𝚢 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚌𝚑 𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝙸 𝚊𝚖 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚢.

𝙰𝚕𝚍𝚘𝚞𝚜 𝙷𝚞𝚡𝚕𝚎𝚢’𝚜 “𝙰 𝙱𝚛𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝙽𝚎𝚠 𝚆𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚍” 𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚞𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚡𝚞𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚕𝚒𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚜𝚘𝚌𝚒𝚎𝚝𝚢 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚒𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚡𝚞𝚊𝚕 𝚛𝚎𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚍𝚞𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚒𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚢 𝚕𝚊𝚛𝚐𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚞𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚌𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚏𝚒𝚌 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠𝚕𝚎𝚍𝚐𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚞𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚣𝚎𝚍 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚞𝚕𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚗 𝚊 𝚜𝚘𝚌𝚒𝚎𝚝𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚎𝚡𝚞𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚕𝚒𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚎𝚝 𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚛𝚎𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚍. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚍 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚣𝚎𝚜 𝚎𝚏𝚏𝚒𝚌𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚢 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚎𝚕𝚜𝚎 𝚞𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚣𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚌𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚏𝚒𝚌 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚙𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚜 𝚢𝚎𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚌𝚎𝚜𝚜, 𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚋𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚛𝚘𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚌 𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚟𝚒𝚍𝚞𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚢. 𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚘𝚏 𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚕 𝚏𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚍𝚘𝚖 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚍 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚌𝚒𝚎𝚝𝚢 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜 𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚍𝚎𝚑𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚣𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚍𝚞𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚙𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗.

𝚆𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚜, 𝙼𝚊𝚛𝚐𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚝 𝙰𝚝𝚠𝚘𝚘𝚍’𝚜 “𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙷𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚍’𝚜 𝚃𝚊𝚕𝚎” 𝚍𝚎𝚙𝚒𝚌𝚝𝚜 𝚊 𝚙𝚊𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚊𝚛𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚕 𝚜𝚘𝚌𝚒𝚎𝚝𝚢 𝚛𝚘𝚘𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚏𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚡𝚒𝚜𝚝 𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚘𝚕𝚘𝚐𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚕 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚙𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚗 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚝𝚘𝚘𝚕𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚌𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚛𝚎𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚍𝚞𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚘𝚐𝚢𝚗𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚌 𝚜𝚘𝚌𝚒𝚎𝚝𝚢 “𝙶𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚍” 𝚌𝚕𝚊𝚒𝚖𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚏𝚊𝚟𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚟𝚊𝚕𝚞𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚠𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏-𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚝 𝚊𝚜 𝚒𝚝 𝚜𝚒𝚖𝚞𝚕𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚎𝚘𝚞𝚜𝚕𝚢 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚌𝚎𝚜 𝚠𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚘 𝚊𝚍𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚌𝚑 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚛𝚐𝚞𝚎 𝚖𝚒𝚛𝚛𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚙𝚞𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚕 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚎𝚏𝚜. 𝙲𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚕𝚢, 𝙰𝚝𝚠𝚘𝚘𝚍’𝚜 𝚙𝚊𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚊𝚛𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚕 𝚜𝚘𝚌𝚒𝚎𝚝𝚢 𝚍𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝚜𝚒𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚊𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚍𝚎𝚑𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚣𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗 𝚒𝚝𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚍𝚞𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚡𝚞𝚊𝚕 𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚊 𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚘𝚏 𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚐𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚗; 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚢 𝚋𝚢 𝚘𝚕𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚖𝚎𝚗 𝚒𝚗 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚙𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖. 𝙸𝚗 𝚜𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚢, 𝙸 𝚊𝚖 𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚗𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝙸 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚖 𝚊𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚜𝚎 𝚝𝚠𝚘 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚔𝚜 𝚊𝚜 𝚠𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚜𝚎 𝚜𝚒𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚊𝚛 𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚊𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚗.

IRJE #5 – “The Only Book You Need to Lead You to Success”

Currently I am reading the book How to Win Friends and Influence People by Dale Carnegie. Contrary to the popular belief that this book is teaching lonely people how to make friends, it’s not. It is much more to do with how to influence or alter the perspectives of friends you already have, as well as strangers you’ve never met. A quote that really that I highlighted whilst reading was:

First, arouse in the other person an eager want. He who can do this has the whole world with him. He who cannot walks a lonely way.

I have read over the chapter, in which this quote is found, many times. “Arousing a want” sounded so simple when I read it on paper, so I have started to implement Carnegie’s words into my everyday life. I have started to see differences in how people to respond to things I ask of them using this technique.

IRJE #5: Pride & Prejudice

I have nearly finished reading “Pride and Prejudice” by Jane Austen. It’s been a unique experience for me, as I’m not used to reading books with such advanced vocabulary. However, it has also helped me learn new words and expand my vocabulary, which is fantastic. In the following quote, Elizabeth is introduced to Mr. Darcy’s magnificent estate at Pemberley.

They gradually ascended for half a mile, and then found themselves at the top of a considerable eminence, where the wood ceased, and the eye was instantly caught by Pemberley House, situated on the opposite side of a valley, into which the road with some abruptness wound. It was a large, handsome, stone building, standing well on rising ground, and backed by a ridge of high woody hills;—and in front, a stream of some natural importance was swelled into greater, but without any artificial appearance. Its banks were neither formal, nor falsely adorned. Elizabeth was delighted. She had never seen a place where nature had done more, or where natural beauty had been so little counteracted by an awkward taste. They were all of them warm in her admiration; and at that moment she felt that to be mistress of Pemberley might be something! (p. 163).

Elizabeth’s visit to Darcy’s house is a major milestone in her feelings towards him. While conversing with the housekeeper, Mrs. Reynolds, Elizabeth catches the glowingly admiring word of Darcy’s generosity and kindness as a master. The change, however, comes when she meets Darcy himself, unexpectedly, while she is walking through the grounds of his estate, Pemberley. His former haughtiness appears to have decreased, and Elizabeth now perceives him in a different way. The elaborate description of Pemberley’s construction and grounds are a symbolic representation of Darcy’s personality. That stream is actually his pride, being natural it also represents his honesty. Elizabeth’s joy and quick realization about the pleasure of being the mistress of Pemberley foreshadow her subsequent bliss as devoted wife of Darcy.

IRJE #5 – The Hunger Games

I have been enjoying ‘The Hunger Games’ lately and I really like it because of it’s descriptions. I like how it can give me an clear imagery of the scene even though I have not watch the movie I hope to finish the book then watch the movie just to see if what I had imagined is similar to the movie

“Look what I shot.” Gale holds up a loaf of bread with an arrow stick in it, and I laugh. It’s real bakery bread, not the flat, dense loaves we make from our grain rations. I take it in my hands, pull out the arrow, and hold the puncture in the crust to my nose, inhaling the fragrance that makes my mouth flood with with saliva. Fine bread like this is for special occasions.

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I am just very impressed when books can give me an imagery on what is actually happening so in the above example I think it had given me enough descriptions to think of an imagery.

IRJE #5

The book I’m reading is Icebreaker, and I found this quote and I really liked it

Falling in love with Nathan Hawkins was not something I could have planned. No planner, iPad, or freaking sticker chart could have prepared me for my future. My imagination isn’t capable of dreaming up this level of happiness.

this quote shows the main character’s surprising and deep love for Nathan Hawkins. It shows how unpredictable love can be and how it may exceed all preparations and expectations. It’s about the joy and surprise of discovering deep happiness in the most unexpected places. The character highlights the good parts of life and love when they come to the realization that no amount of planning could have brought them to the happiness she discovered with Nathan.

IRJE #5: Three shots

In White fangs, by Jack London, Bill and Henry are tasked in the middle of Winter, with transporting a person caucus. However, on the way, they are harassed by a group of Wolves. The Wolve pack have already eaten up 5 of their sled dogs. Name losses his nerves and goes with his revolver and the three bullets to kill the wolfs.

“He heard a shot, then two shots in rapid succession, and he knew that Bill’s ammunition was gone. Then he heard a great outcry of snarls and yelps. He recognized One Ear’s yell of pain and terror, and he heard a wolf-cry that bespoken a stricken animal. And that was all,” (p.108, l.15)

I really like this specific scene because, how jack London tells us indirectly to the reader that Bill is dead. It is also highly creative to tell someone died.

IRJE #5 Magnolia Parks

In the Novel Magnolia Parks, by Jessa Hastings, Magnolia and BJ are written in the stars, just suspended in a strange kind of love that looks like hurting each other a lot of the time. But at the end of each of their sad efforts to get over one another, it’s always each other that they crawl back to. As the “nanny” Marsaili reads the paper she sees BJ and Magnolia on the headline saying:

“On-again-off-again” couple Magnolia Parks and BJ Ballentine caused quite a scene last    night at Annabel’s as the pair ran into one of Park’s many ex-lovers—unnamed—“

[…]

“Jealous Ballentine appeared ready for fisticuffs, but the situation was diffused before it went any further.”

“Beej shrugs. “Not bad.”

“Fisticuffs,” I muse.”

“And then there are several photos where it looks like the two of you are together—“   (p.33)

When I read this scene I had to think about the author’s key question “How many Loves do you get in a lifetime”. The situation made clear that the two of them are drawn to each other but can’t properly show it, as they keep hurting each other but also care for each other at the same time. A complex chaos of feelings mixed up in wrong actions and bad timing. 

IRJE #5 Julieta

Limitless: Upgrade Your Brain, Learn Anything Faster, and Unlock Your Exceptional Life by Jim Kwik. The author, Jim Kwik, is discussing the power of mindset in achieving success and personal growth. “The truth is that we are all limitless. The only limits we have are the ones we impose on ourselves.” (Kwik, 2020, p. 27) This quotation shows the central theme of the book, emphasizing that our potential is not limited by external circumstances but by our own beliefs and mindset. It highlights the importance of overcoming self-imposed limitations to unlock our full potential and lead an exceptional life. The message is empowering and encourages readers to adopt a growth mindset, believing in their ability to learn, grow, and achieve their goals. Kwik’s assertion that our brains can be trained and improved is supported by scientific research on neuroplasticity, the brain’s ability to reorganize itself by forming new neural connections. By emphasizing this point, Kwik challenges readers to take control of their own learning and cognitive abilities, empowering them to overcome challenges and achieve their goals. I like that this book is non fiction and provides facts to support the main idea. It challenges readers to rethink their capabilities, embrace a growth mindset, and unlock their full potential, ultimately leading to a more fulfilling and exceptional life.

IRJE #5 – Purple Hibiscus

This quote is from the book I’m reading currently, Purple Hibiscus by Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie and its a conversation between the narrator and her brother.

Did you tell Aunty Ifeoma about your finger?’ I asked. I should not have asked. I should have let it be. But there, it was out. It was only when I was alone with Jaja that the bubbles in my throat let my words come out. “She asked me, and I told her.” He was tapping his foot on the verandah floor in an energetic rhythm. I stared at my hands, at the short nails that Papa used to cut to a chaffing shortness, when I would sit between his legs and his cheeks would brush mine gently, until I was old enough to do it myself — and I always cut them to a chaffing shortness, too. Had Jaja forgotten that we never told, that there was so much that we never told? When people asked, he always said his finger was “something” that had happened at home. That way, it was not a lie and it let them imagine some accident, perhaps involving a heavy door. I wanted to ask Jaja why he had told Aunty Ifeoma, but I knew there was no need to, that this was one question he did not know the answer to. (p. 154)

This quote captures the weight of unspoken family secrets and the struggle between silence. The narrator’s internal conflict about confronting her brother, Jaja, regarding the revelation of a hidden family secret to Aunty Ifeoma reflects the tension between preserving appearances and the desire for emotional honesty. Jaja’s responses to questions about his finger reveal a desire to maintain control over his narrative, while his decision to confide in Aunty Ifeoma hints at a subconscious longing for understanding and validation outside the confines of their oppressive household.

IRJE #5 The Auschwitz Ballerina

The Auschwitz Ballerina is a book written by Edith Eger, this book isn’t a story, this book is an experience she had on WW2 times. Edith Eger is a jew and suffer through Hittler’s atrocities and managed to survive. It all started when she was 16 years old when the nazis took her family and her to Auschwitz. her parents were sent to a gas camera and she stayed with her sister waiting for death. but little did she knew that dancing “the blue danube” for Mengele saved her life.

“In the private darkness inside me, I hear my mother’s words, as if she were here, in the inhospitable room, whispering beneath the music. <<Remember that no one can take away what you put in your mind>> Dr. Mengele, my squalid companions in confinement, the rebels who will survive and those who would soon be dead, even my dear sister disappear, and the only world that exists is in my head.” (pg.69)

this phrase is said by the main character (the author) and I find it really interesting because it explains how she felt in the certain moment she knew that one false step she could get killed, who would’ve known that dancing would be the thing that made her stay alive and get out of Auschwitz.

IRJE#5 – The Strength in Vulnerability

One book that I have read whose message and quotes truly stuck with me was Divine Rivals, by Rebecca Ross. In the fantastical world of magic and intrigue, Ross creates a story that unfolds as you read, and she truly captured me from the start. The emotional depth of the characters and the plot points she diverged impacted me immensely, specifically, this one excerpt spoken by the protagonist in a moment of vulnerability. It goes as follows:

“It takes courage to let down your armour, to welcome people to see you as you are. Sometimes I feel the same as you: I can’t risk having people behold me as I truly am. But there’s also a small voice in the back of my mind, a voice that tells me, “You will miss so much by being so guarded.”

This quote was the catalyst that began the unfolding of the protagonist’s character. It is when she first lets down her guard and is honest with the other characters in the book, and it shows the truth behind the phrase “there is strength in vulnerability.” It touched me as a reader because I feel I can relate to the meaning Ross is trying to convey. There are times where we hide our true selves to impress, relate, or be liked by others. After all, it is too dangerous to show yourself and be open to the risk of failure, of disappointment. But that is why I think it is so special; bearing yourself for conviction and vulnerability also opens up opportunities that, as the protagonist also puts it, you would have missed otherwise. This quote conveys that to let down your armour is a strength, not a weakness, and that is something truly remarkable.