A day to Remember

In The Kite Runner, by Khaled Hosseini, Hassan is found knocking on Amir’s bedroom door. He was about to go and buy naan and was hoping that Amir would join him. Amir told Hassan that he would prefer to stay in his room and read. When Hassan heard this his forehead thumped on Amir’s door…

“It’s a sunny day.”  . . .

“I can see that.” . . .

“Might be fun to go for a walk.” . . .

“You go.” . . .

“I wish you’d come along.” . . .

The few quotes above tell us that Hassan misses spending time with Amir. But Amir feels quite the opposite because he does not want to see Hassan or even talk to him. Often, whenever Hassan is around, Amir tends to get a headache.  This is because Amir still feels guilty for what had happened and for what he did and did not do.



It was Sams fourth day in Buchenwald. And it”s starting to get hard for Sam to even imagine a friendly world that exists beyond the fences of the camp. every day he is beat and worked to almost death, by this point he belives we will maybe be able to last only one more week before dying.

I was filthy, itchy and finding it harder and harder to belive in a good world with people in it like Mom and Pops and Jenny.

It has only been four-day sand two Sam it’s felt like four years. At this point, it is like the camp is brainwashing him and making it seem like this is all there is for him. This quote shows how the concentration camps heavily took a toll on the prisoners being kept there.


idrj sapiens chapter 19

Sapiens, A Brief History of Human Kind, is a novel by the brilliant Yuval Noah Harari. Chapter 19 “And They Lived Happily Ever After” the second to last chapter. Harari explains that in the previous 500 years, we have witnessed a breathtaking series of revolutions. Economically, scientifically, ecologically, historically and psychologically; the daily life of humans has changed. But With all this growth, one question still arises.


“But are we happier?”


Prof. Harari allows us to contemplate the idea that with the most knowledge and possessions we’ve ever had, our happiness has not yet increased. With increased consumption rates and the ability to do more than we’ve ever done before why is something such as happiness, something we consider so important not yet grown. An answer is never indeed given to Harari’s question, whether one doesn’t exist, I’m not sure.



PW: November 21st – A Teenager’s Narrative

I am the first to wake up. The room is silent. I can only hear the ticking of the clock, and the rhythm of everyone’s breathing. It‘s 8:20am, which means that I got an overwhelming total of 5 hours sleep. Fantastic.

I can’t choose how to feel today. Happy that yesterday’s over? Upset about the information I found out? Hurt because of the bonds that I lost, or maybe didn’t even have in the first place… Perhaps I’ll just be a combination of all three. Having mixed-emotions seems to be my specialty these days. If I’m being honest, at this point, I just feel too tired to even have the desire to sort out my emotions.

Even on the days that I get 13 hours of sleep, I still feel tired. Fatigue is an epidemic among teenagers. School, mixed with extracurriculars, homework, and doing chores leaves essentially no room to have a life, but we stretch ourselves out to a point that we can squeeze one in. But it seems that we never schedule time to sort out how we should feel, versus how we do feel.

Is this the way everyone feels? Am I any different from my friends? Is this normal, but we simply never talk about it because it’s too hard to explain? It’s not even necessarily a bad thing, it’s just… kind of there. I guess we’re just too busy to deal with ourselves; or, maybe I’m just too busy to deal with myself.

It’s now 9:10am, which means I’ve spent almost a full hour thinking about how I don’t think about things. Maybe it’s not that I can’t think about my emotions; it’s that I don’t want to…



Kaelin is one of the best people I know. Why? because she brings the best out of me every day. We meet this year going to Tim Hortons she said she thought school was stupid and I agreed that was the beginning of a beautiful and drastically overwhelming friendship. Kaelin and I have similar interests and disagree on many topics. for example we both love to watch stand up comedy, and love laughing. although she likes horror movies and I, on the other hand, hate them. Kaelin is fun-loving and will always be making jokes around her friends. Kaelin is incredibly extroverted and is always wanting to make new friends. I and Kaelin have only had one class together which is probably a good thing because we would never get anything done ever. Something me and her have in common especially is procrastinating about things until the very last second when whatever it is needs to get done.  sometimes I find her to be a little crazy but she would probably say the same about me. whenever I and Kaelin try to do work together nothing ever gets done even though we try not to get distracted, it’s really sad. I’m really glad that I and Kaelin became friends this year and I hope that we can finally figure out how to get work done for once.


idrj sapiens chapter 10

Sapiens A Brief History of Human Kind is a novel by the brilliant Yuval Noah Harari. This book is split into four parts. Each section addresses a different revolution that helped shape humanity; the cognitive revolution, the agricultural revolution, the unification of humankind, and the scientific revolution. I am on part three, the unification of humanity. The second chapter of part three it’s called “The scent of money”. This chapter addresses the history of human currency. We learn about how individuals use to use barter and trade as a system of currency, and how we have evolved trust the universal system we call money. This quote explains how people and society have been conditioned to trust money, and how it is one of the most trustworthy systems humans have ever devised.

“Money is accordingly a system of mutual trust, and not just any system of mutual trust: money is the most universal in most efficient system of mutual trust ever devised.” [p.180]

Money was the first thing humans could truly trust without question. Money is a system I’ve never questioned. It’s something so involved in every aspect of our society that there is no way it could be challenged or removed. It’s crazy to think our most trusted object is paper and metal; people die over this. But it’s not the paper and money itself; it’s what they stand for and represent. Money is just a medium of exchange, and our trust and use of it, is what gives it such a high level of power and importance.


The City of Ember

The city in which Lina lives and works is the only place left in the world that has electricity. Outside of the controlled space of Ember, it is completely dark. Due to the dark and potential danger, the citizens of Ember never leave the confines of their city.

All it would take was the courage to walk away from Ember and into the darkness, and then to keep going.

This quote was said by Lina at one of the times she was talking to her friend Clary. Lina came to understand that Ember is in danger of extinction if someone does not figure out a way to repair the generator of the city. Lina wants to help her city, but she has responsibilities to her grandmother and her little sister as well as her job as a messenger. Leaving Ember would mean going out into the dark, unknown and unprotected world where she would have no information about what to expect or how to protect herself. In spite of all these concerns, that’s what she is determined to do. Lina was very brave in taking the risks she felt were necessary to try to preserve the life of Ember and its citizens.


Child Abuse

Child abuse is where a parent or a guardian, causes injury, death, emotional harm or a risk of serious harm to a child. There are many types of child maltreatment, this includes neglect, physical abuse, sexual abuse, exploitation, and emotional abuse.

Physical abuse involves non-accidental harming of a child by, for example, burning, beating, or breaking bones. Verbal abuse involves harming a child by, for example, belittling them or threatening physical or sexual acts. All this results in emotional trauma. Studies show that one in four girls and one in eight boys are sexually abused before the age of eighteen. There are various signs to take into account if you suspect that a child might have been abused. Some of these signs are injuries, fearful behavior (depression, unusual fears, attempts to run away), sexually transmitted diseases, a sudden change in self-confidence, desperately affectionate behavior, etc.

If you suspect that a child has been abused in any way, if you are older, you can try contacting a pediatrician or a local child protective agency for help. Although, if you are younger, you may try talking to the person who has been abused, understanding and supporting them will help them gain back their confidence. Whatever the nature of the abuse, steps should be taken immediately to report the abuse and obtain help. Delaying a report decreases the child’s chances for a full recovery.



A phobia is a type of anxiety disorder that causes an individual to experience extreme, irrational fear about a situation, living creature, place or object. When an individual has a phobia, they try to shape their lives in a way to avoid encountering what they consider to be dangerous. But, phobias are diagnosable mental disorders.

If a person is faced with their phobia, it can prevent them from functioning normally which can likely lead to panic attacks. Approximately, 19 million people have phobias in The United States. There are various types of phobias such as Acrophobia, Zoophobia, Social phobia, etc. When individuals are exposed to the source of the phobia, they go through uncontrollable anxiety, sweating, abnormal breathing, accelerated heartbeat, nausea, headache, etc.

Phobias are highly treatable, and individuals are usually aware of their disorder which helps diagnosis a great deal. Speaking to a psychologist or a psychiatrist may help as they may recommend speaking to a mental health professional, or behavioral therapy. Whereas, if the phobia does not cause severe triggers, people try to simply avoid the source of their fear.


A Parallel Universe

The dreams we often have while asleep are extraordinarily vague and include thoughts, images, scenarios and even some of the emotions we might be experiencing. Taking into consideration the enormous amount of time we spend dreaming, the fact that researchers are unable to identify the purpose of dreams may seem mystifying. Although, there are a few theories that might account for the occurrence of our vivid dreams.

Google suggests that dreams are the result of our brains trying to interpret external stimuli during sleep. Another source exhibits a theory which claims that dreams serve to ‘clean up’ clutter from the mind, like a computer, to prepare for the next day.

A few weeks ago, I heard an appealing psychological fact, stating that the dreams we witness are indeed a co-existing parallel universe. This fact left a mark in my mind, as recently I have been having dreams about myself having the perfect desired life, as I would like to think everyone should have. Dreams about having a greener and safer environment, having the perfect job and the perfect family.

Knowing that a parallel universe might exist somewhere in the multiverse, gives me a sense of hope that there is a safe and happy place for people. Visiting the parallel dimension would be a magnificent possibility. Although this might not be as realistic, using science and acquiring the knowledge might make it acquirable, which I believe is achievable in the future.


PW axe throwing

So, last week the school took a few of the lucky dorm students out for a little trip to an axe throwing store. This Saturday was apart from the good breakfast a usual one. The bus was leaving at 2 p.m. and we were about 15 students.

Now i did not know what to expect from this trip I did not pick it because i like axe throwing I picked it because it was the shortest mandatory activity and the least painful. But after arriving I realized that I was actually really looking forward to this, it seemed like a good opportunity to let some of the aggression out and combine that with a healthy dose of food. But I underestimated how much technique the art of axe throwing requires, which eventually lead me to not letting out any aggression but focusing on the throws.

Another good aspect was the kindness of the scottish  employees. They really hepled us actively and made an excelent company. All in all this trip was the best so far, which was also caused by the delicious beaver tales afterwards.



Brave new world is a novel, written by Aldous Noxley. It describes an ideal future world we could live in and all the very explicit details of it.  In this new world there are many differences all caused by the nine year war, which has shown the main cause of all troubles and conflicts, diversity. In UTOPIA babies are not made naturally anymore they are being biologically bred in masses and are being prepared for their predestined places in society, mentally and physically. And one of those preparations is sleeping to a voice repeating this text.

Alpha children wear grey. They work much harder than we do, because they are so frightfully clever. I am really awfully glad I am a Beta, because I do not work so hard. And then we are much better than Gammas and Deltas. Gammas are stupid.

This was played to Beta children in their sleep. For me this perfectly represents the amount of control and influence this world has over their citizens and how they use it. They adapt the people in their young ages so they grow up thinking like this and never change their minds. This might be a shock but i fully support this world and their methods. I will explain why but first of all, for me being happy is the only thing I want to have in my life because our lives are actually completely pointless. We live only to reproduce and die again. Now the best thing I think we can do is enjoy ourselves as much as we can for as long as we can, or we bring meaning into our lives that we believe in. And this world does both of that with the methods they use. They influence the people to be happy in what they will do, and it gives them a goal, a meaning because they will be contributing to society with the jobs they will be signed up for.


WDolan_PW_”The Next Santa Clause

Wouldn’t it be cool to be Santa? To deliver all those presents and become the most popular figure in the world? That is what I thought, but soon I realized I was gravely mistaken.


One day I was sitting in a pile of leaves and admiring the neighbors lawn, when a thought popped into my head. I could be the next Santa Claus! I ran in to tell my mother right away. 


“Hey mom, what would you think if I became the next Santa Claus?” 


“I think that would be utterly ridiculous. Your father and I have been trying to break it to you, but you won’t listen. So listen very closely. Santa Claus is not real Charlie. But if you want to dress up in a fat suit and run around town with some wild deer, that is your choice.”


“That is the best idea ever,” I said. My mother has always been genius. So I rushed to the front porch, grabbed my boots and jacket, and ran down to the library. I was hoping to find a book that would tell me how to tame wild deer.


When I got to the library, the librarian looked at me with disgust, as I came running in loudly. Anyway, I went to the animal section and started looking for books about deer. I was unsuccessful. 


On my way home, as I was crossing the road, I saw a family of deer. There were no babies. Just three females and four males. 


“Hey guys.” I walked over slowly, then stopped. One of the females were coming over. I put out my hand.


“I am the new Santa Claus. I am bringing Christmas back to life.” The female kept coming closer.


“My real name is Charlie. But you can call me Santa.” The deer was right on my fingertips. I gave it a soft brush with my hand. It seemed to enjoy it. When I started stroking her back, that was when chaos started. 


The nearest male deer rammed into me, and slammed me to the ground. I guess I was touching its wife. Then the other three males started ramming into me as well. How many husbands did this deer have!?


I was jostled in the air and slammed to the ground over and over again. It sort of felt like I was flying, but I was getting hurt. These deer were not going to work for my plan. Finally, they stopped and left me there lying on the ground.


When I got home, I was bruised all over. It was worth the shot. I told my Mother, but she was not pleased.


“You what!!??”


“I was trying to tame the deer.”  It was hard to stay calm, because I wasn’t able to get my point across.


“Never, ever do that again!!!!” She was furious. 


“Go to bed!!!”


And that was the end of the evening.


When I woke up the next morning, Dad had found out about the news. He did not say anything, but he gave me a look that told me I made a bonehead move.


The one thing I lacked that Santa did have was facial hair, and tons of weight. I planned on stuffing pillows under a costume, and wearing a fake beard. I also needed a sled. But I knew what I was going to use. In grade 5, I made a sled that wrapped around my waist, and had two holes in the bottom for my legs. All I would need to do is make some reindeer out of cardboard and attach them to my sled. 


On Christmas Eve, I got into my costume and stuffed tons of my old toys and clothes in the huge compartment in the back of my sled. Luckily for me, Mom and Dad went out for dinner with some friends, and I wouldn’t have to bear the burden of them catching me and holding me back.


At six o’clock, I headed out of the house, and headed to Central park. I decided to take the forest path, so I wouldn’t be seen until the right time. As I was walking, I heard something behind me. I turned around and found a bear staring right at me. I started running as fast as I could. It was hard to run, with the bulking sled around me. I kept looking back, then to my surprise found that it was not chasing me. Then I looked forwards, to find three wolves with leashes, but no owners. They gave me a menacing look. I recognized them right away. They were from the zoo. Just as I was starting to run, the wolves chased after me, and got me tangled in the leashes. I was stuck in midair, while they were running towards the busy part of the city. They swerved, and avoided cars. The drivers were extremely angry. People were staring at me as if I was the craziest person in the world. As I was noticing this, I saw that I was being dragged past the restaurant my parents were dining in. Obviously they saw me. They looked very angry and shocked.


The wolves were running faster than ever. Finally, I was untangled and sent flying into the air. I landed on top a lime green Lamborghini. The owner was sitting there in front of the car, and from the look on his face, I knew it was not going to be a happy holiday this year….



PW: Nov. 21 (Benefits of Owning an Undead Army)

Benefits of Owning an Undead Army: a Dissuasion From the Impractical Use of the Living in Belligerence, by Len-Zehlek

After centuries spent serving as primary martial-savant in Archlich Rehs’telen’s court, I have found it overwhelmingly evident that there is, candidly, only one legitimate contention in the argument of animated versus reanimated soldiers. That is, that living companies cannot even begin to rival the efficacy of the Undead.

For any who have observed the activities of the Undead, both within and outside of combat, and who have noted their numerous inherent and exceptionally valuable attributes, all of the following will seem conspicuous remarks and conclusions. Still, however, in the last decades focus has shifted more and more to the employment of the living in warfare. This seems to be largely a result of the undead-averse propaganda that pervaded Enyle during and subsequent to the third Necromancen War.

Before beginning, I will say that the enmity towards undead is, in majority, unfounded. Even so, dislike for these reanimated creatures does not negate their practicality and versatility; one can benefit from them without favouring them. For ease of comprehension, I will divide my arguments into two categories: superiority in battle, and out of.

Firstly, merits during combat. The Undead, unlike their living counterparts, have no moral qualms about who or how they kill– they will not question or hesitate, making them more reliable. Additionally, they are immune to all mind-affecting, poison, sleep, paralysis, stunning, disease, and death effects, as well as impervious to the diversions of human emotion. These attributes make them, indisputably, physically and mentally stronger.

Out of combat, their preeminence is simple and cogent. They have no requirement for food nor rest, nor pleasant conditions. They do not feel the physical discomfort of humanoids in low or high temperatures, and are not concerned with personal space or the wish for cleanly environments.

In summary, the many faults that limit human capability and compliance often do not affect the Undead. This makes them nonpareil in warfare when compared to the lesser living forces.



I have so much homework to do. I have english, career life education, language support, science, socials; design. For english I have a reading journal to complete, a personal writing journal, and reading + notes. In career life education I have a resume I have to complete. In socials, I have homework about WW1 and a summative assignment I have to turn in. In science I have to complete a field guide. There is also a test coming up soon for science. In language support I still didn’t do my reflection. In design I have a project I have to complete.


Personal Writting

Write about your favourite childhood toy.”

My favorite toy when I was a child was a little pink bear. It had white ribbons attached to both of their round ears, it was really soft that I always slept with it, and I was always hugging it.

It didn’t had an actual name, I just called it “Osito” which is little bear in Spanish. I always took this little guy evreywhere,I couldn’t be 2 seconds without it.

Every time they washed it, it took like 1 day, so I that day I just cried and cried. I

One time I left it at a restaurant, I was so sad and I couldn’t stop crying, that my parents went to back to  the restaurant to pick it up.

When I turned 5, it started to look quite old, so my mom decided that it was time to put it away forever. I was really sad, but I kind of understood it.

A few days later I received another similar bear and I was happy again.


PW Ashley

I find that keeping a daily journal is a great way to organize my thoughts, think of great ideas, and learn to live in the present moment but, it’s not easy to think of great topics that you can write about. Everyone has something that inspires them to do their journals but, sometimes is hard to keep looking for more topics or things to talk about. If you don’t know what to write in a journal, then you can start by reaching out to your creative side for ideas. I think that doing journals its something important in our lives because you can wrote about your days, how is life going and how you feel and that journals can remember you those days and have an idea of how much you change or if you have a better or worst life now and also you just can remember that and had good memories of those moments. I´m not a good writer but I enjoy traveling, so one thing that I find comforting to write about is my experiences in different locations around the world, that’s hard to forget because good times never forget so that’s why I would like to keep writing about my trips.




Slumps would visit me at ungrateful occasions through sleepless nights and crumbled sketches. A few months ago, I was finally brave enough to throw my equipment away, and I came to Canada to study because I no longer wanted to be an art student like I always thought I would.

Other things occupied me and kept me busy, but the future was beyond my imagination. Along with the canvases, sketches and brushes, many parts of my identity disappeared from my life. Who am I without them? Have I worth anything other than them?

As I began to miss the slumps, I was able to draw again. It wasn’t something I was expecting to do at all, as it came rather late and at the wrong moment. But I’d cherish it just as much. These things only came back to me if I stopped searching for them.


PW Nov 7

Life at Brookes is like living in the prison. The rules are extremely strict (for dorm student), the food tastes like excrement (yes you heard me right); and the wifi is so terrible it’s close to unusable. If all these problems were fixed, this school would be a great school.

First of all, the food is horrible. Technically it’s edible, but sometimes the food make me question how people are willing to eat it. One time, I went to breakfast and got myself some noodles. I didn’t think anything of it until I took a bite of it. I’ve never had something so salty my entire life. It was so salty it felt like drinking soy sauce straight out of the bottle. After that, I thought things couldn’t get any worse. I was so wrong. A few days later, the school was serving pasta. The pasta was drenched with oil. I don’t know how they managed to soak the pasta in oil. I always thought you use water to boil the pasta and not oil. I immediately dumped the whole thing in the trash and went out to get food. The school needs to provide better food for the students.

Another thing the school has to improve are the rules. Dorm students (grades 10 and under) are expected to sign in every morning. I don’t see a point of making the students do that. Another example is our bed time. The school expects students go to sleep at 10:30. I don’t know how we are supposed to get our work done and have a social life with such an early bed time. School gets out at 3:30 PM. That leaves 5 hours and 30 minutes for us to use. If we have ASAs for that day, that would cut our time down to 4 hours. Homework usually takes about 2 hours, if not more. With 2 hours to eat, shower, clean, etc., we simply don’t have enough time to do other things. An average teenager is recommended to get at least 8 hours of sleep daily. But the school forces students to sleep at 10:30 and get 9 and a half hours of sleep. Some people don’t need that much sleep, and would rather use that time for something productive. The school should extend our bedtimes so we could feel less stressed.

Last but not least, the school internet. It’s so weak I couldn’t even text someone. Sometimes, the wifi would not be working for a few hours and I would be late when it was time for us to submit an assignment. All dorm students have to rely on the crappy wifi that the school gives us. Some students don’t have data, so staying up later isn’t an option for them. I forgot to mention the wifi shuts off at 10:30. Ten. Thirty. I don’t know how the school expects us to finish the work assigned to us when the wifi is so crappy and it shuts off at 10:30. The school needs to proved us with better internet.



the new skate park

my local skatepark near my house has been the same every since t was first mad about twenty years ago. the skatepark has practically been my home away from home for about 6 years ever since I first started going there when I was about eleven to ride my bike. when I first started getting into extreme sports I was riding my BMX bike, after a while of riding my BMX bike for about two years I started to lose interest in it and started skateboarding. Skateboarding was very fun at the beginning learning how to do all of the basics fairly quickly, but after a while learning new tricks just was not happening for me and I felt as though I had hit a barrier in which I just could not advance my skills any further. So after a while, I lost interest in skateboarding and the[n started scootering surprisingly. Now why this was so surprising for me was because I was going to start riding bikes again but race downhill instead of the skatepark, so one day I decided to go ride the little cheap scooter that my mom had bought for me for Christmas. When I showed up to the skatepark a kid who was also on a scooter told me to keep at it because I had learned how to tailwhip in that day in only a couple of tries, this kids name was Caleb and is now my one of my closest friends. So I did decide to keep scootering going and still am riding to this day. But back to the skatepark, last year in September we had a public meeting about an expansion being added on to the existing skatepark. It was originally supposed to be finished by Christmas, but that did not happen. the skatepark did not start being built till the next year in September. Now the park is being made and we are all super excited to be able to ride something new that isn’t the same.


IRJE: The Edible Woman

In The Edible Woman, by Margaret Atwood, Marian starts off living a simple, ordinary life. She works in a market research firm, in which even she defines as “expected”, as opposed to her progressive roommate, Ainsley’s, job of testing electric toothbrushes. Marian’s structured life is quite work-oriented, which is unfortunate because she finds it quite dull. In the novel, we’re introduced to Peter, who’s proposal is the provocation of Marian’s inability to eat. This novel features heavy roles of feminism, touches on the struggles of finding one’s own self-identity, and demonstrates what impacts a single action can have on someone’s life. Before Marian and Peter’s engagement, and Marian’s developing eating disorder emerges, she visits Clara, who’s life isn’t as put together as it used to be in high school and university, which the following passage describes.

In that classroom full of oily potato-chip-fattened adolescents she was everyone’s ideal of translucent perfume-advertisement femininity. At university she had been a little healthier, but had grown her blonde hair long, which made he look more medieval than ever: I had thought of her in connection with the ladies sitting in rose gardens on tapestries. Of course her mind wasn’t like that, but I’ve always been influenced by appearances. (p. 34)

After reading ahead of this extract, then reexamining it, I noticed a similarity between Marian and Clara’s life, that I believe this was a foreshadowing of. I found this passage extremely interesting, because after university, it seems that Clara’s life unraveled. She’s now a woman with several children, which she struggles to take care of, even with her husband’s help. In school, she was seen as essentially perfect, even though it was only in an external way. Now, her household is messy, her hygiene has become irrelevant, and her organization is basically non-existent. At the beginning of this novel, Marian had a very organized routine, and a sane life, which was, like Clara, more or less perfect. But after her engagement, that also falls apart, and causes her appetite to disappear. They’re both trying to work out their lives: for Clara, how to manage her household, and for Marian, discovering herself and what she wants in life. Upon first glance, Clara and Marian don’t seem to be similar, however they both lost their sense of perfection, and replaced it with an undesired, and unhealthy habit.


A Broken Friendship

In The Kite Runner, by Khaled Hosseini, Hassan has slightly recovered from the incident and has begun to show himself in front of Amir. While Amir was eating breakfast Hassan was washing the dishes. After some time Amir got up and began to go up to his room, which is when Hassan asked his friend Amir if he would like to go for a walk. Amir said he was tired, but after being asked a second time, he agreed. Together they walked up a hill in complete silence. There at the top of the hill was the pomegranate tree which they had visited many times together, in the past. Amir looked at the tree and felt guilt overcome him he had made a mistake going up that hill with Hassan. On the tree, there was a carving that Amir had previously made.

“Amir and Hassan: The Sultans of Kabul.”

I find this quite important because when Amir looked at the tree, he saw his past. He remembered spending time with Hassan, playing games and reading stories to one another while sitting around the pomegranate tree. This had made Amir feel even worse about the situation he was in, he kept telling himself to speak the truth. To say that he was sorry to Hassan, but the words never came out. Instead, he decided to go back home and disregard what he had just seen.




IRJE: Nov. 15 (Oathbringer)

In Oathbringer, book three of the Stormlight Archive by Brandon Sanderson, Highprince Dalinar Kholin is thrust into a position of leadership when a Desolation comes for the first time in centuries. Dalinar is chosen by the Stormfather to receive visions created by Honor, who is one of the gods of Roshar. These visions warn him of the coming Desolation, and encourage Dalinar to unite the kingdoms of Roshar in order to fight it.

In his youth, Dalinar cared only about fighting– he lived and breathed war, and killed thousands. He did this for the purpose of uniting the Althekar. However, this time he is determined to take a more peaceful route to unification. Dalinar models his ruling after the Way of Kings, which was a book written by Nohadon, a king who lived hundreds of years ago. Dalinar has a vision in which he is walking with an elderly Nohadon, discussing his issues with him.

“Being a ruler is a burden, not merely a privilege,” Dalinar said. “You taught me that. But storms, Nohadon, I can’t see any way out! We’ve gather the monarchs, yet the drums of war beat in my ears, demanding. For every step I make with my allies, we seem to spend weeks deliberating. The truth whispers in the back of my mind. I could best defend the world if I could simply make the others do as they should!” (p. 1014)

This issue, of whether it is best to force people to do the right thing or leave them be and watch them do all the wrong things, occurs throughout history, as well as in current events, both small and large scales. It is one of the fundamental problems with democracy– what if you let everyone decide what they do, but they decide the wrong thing? What if, like Dalinar, you had to choose between using war to force people to make the right decision, or letting them keep their freedom, but in so doing allow them to make decisions that will end up with the human race enslaved or extinct? I think it is good for us to realize the complexities of ruling, and to consider that sometimes when someone makes a bad decision, it is because their choices are between that and an even worse one.


Alex Rider / Stormbreaker / Independent Reading

The book Alex Rider Stormbreaker written by Anthony Horowitz is about an orphaned boy, who became after the death of his uncle Ian Rider a secret agent at MI6.

In chapter 5 Alex Raider is on training mission and his perseverance is put to the test at boot camp. Never in his life has he been so close to failing, and never has he worked so hard to keep it from happening.

He was close to exhaustion, he knew, almost too tired to know how much pain he was in. […] Swallowing down the taste of defeat, Alex folded the map and forced himself on. (p. 57)

Initially when reading this, it’s easy to think that Alex is the finest teenage spy I have ever seen. Alex faces all challenges like the unforgiving boot camp. Sometimes he thinks he can‘t go on, but he always comes through in the end. This shows us the perseverance  of Alex Rider. He never gives up and this is an important attitude to life in order to be successful in life.



Why I love food and it is my hobby

It is a simple answer. To really understand it, we have to look at different aspects of it. Let us start by looking at the basic definition of food.

Food is any substance[1] consumed to provide nutritional support for an organism. It is usually of plant or animal origin, and contains essential nutrients, such as carbohydrates, fats, proteins, vitamins, or minerals. The substance is ingested by an organism and assimilated by the organism’s cells to provide energy, maintain life, or stimulate growth.

So as you can see food is an unbearable factor on how to survive. Now this next part might seem a bit random but I will make sense out of it later. Many people have hobbies, to stay active, spend time with their friends or just  doing something they find joy in, like sports or board games. Now to combine these two points, all of the hobbies people have are fun and may even be healthy but you usually do not need to do any of these necessarily. And this is where the food comes in, because combing something you need with something you love doing is not just more efficient it makes it that much more enjoyable, for example, eating. And this is why eating is such a great hobby it is not only fun it is necessary which, at least for me, makes it genius making eating a hobby.