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June 1st IRJE: Wings of Fire – The Dragonet Prophecy

In Wings of Fire-The Dragonet Prophecy, by Tui T. Sutherland, Clay’s determination to protect his friends is what makes him brave. He is a MudWing and one of the five Dragonets of Destiny. MudWing dragons are supposed to be lazy, but they are strong. Clay grew up outside of the MudWing kingdom and that affected his life. He had never seen his parents before. Without ever knowing his parents, for years he wondered how MudWings lived within the kingdom. He hatched from a bright red egg on the brightest night with the other Dragonets. His friends: Glory, Starflight, Sunny and Tsunami. For years these five dragons had been kept hidden underneath the mountains of the Sky Kingdom. The dragons yearned to be free from that horrid place. They did receive food but were treated unjustly by the guardian dragons who were supposed to be protecting them. Tsunami had discovered a way that may allow them to escape. There was a river running through the inside of the mountains and there was a chance that it may lead them outside to freedom. One night Clay overheard the guardian dragons mentioning something about killing his friend Glory. 

“I’ll do it tonight while she’s sleeping,” Kestral said. “I can get in there and break her neck before the others know what I’m doing, especially with the bossy one safely chained up. Tsunami’s the only one who could stop me.” (p. 54)

After Clay had heard Kestral say this he immediately began to worry. He wondered how and if he could save his friend. Clay hesitated and decided that he has to protect his friends, he has to make sure they are safe. Clay knew that the only possible way to escape was through the running water where they would drink from. Clay was the only one who could hold his breath for around an hour underwater. Tsunami could breathe underwater but she had been locked up in chains earlier that night. Even if it meant risking his life Clay still volunteered to go. Clay believed that if he could manage to escape then he could uncover a way to assist the other Dragonets to escape as well. Clay may not be a smart dragon, but he is brave. His friends are like the family he never had. Being the largest dragon, Clay felt it was his responsibility to protect his friends and make sure they were safe no matter what. His loyalty towards protecting his friends is what makes Clay an astonishing dragon. 


May 21 PW: The Old Toy Box

A couple of days ago, I saw someone rummaging through a box of old toys my father had placed outside. At the time, I was in my room with the blinds wide open. Writing an English assignment until I heard a sound outside my house. When I glanced outside my window, I saw a person rummaging through our recycle bins. I noticed that an old blue box filled with toys had been placed next to the recycle bins. I watched attentively to see if the person would take anything from the toy box.

A lot of the things within the toy box were old but held some sentimental value to my heart. “I once used those toys,” I thought while watching the person. After a few minutes, which felt like hours, the person left. And I quickly pulled down the white string to close my blinds. With the blinds closed the only light within my room was the light coming from my laptop’s screen. My laptop’s screen illuminated the back of my wall. The light cast a shadow on my wall, of the outline of my head and shoulders. I opened the closed blinds slightly to allow some more light into my room. At the time, I was writing a DRJ. But the thought of losing my old toys kept on interfering with my mind. This drove me to open my blinds a little more so that the toy box was visible to my eyes.

I don’t know why I worried so much about the toys. They were quite old and dirty. But I guess I wasn’t ready to give up on my childhood. To be honest, a part of me ached to go outside and prevent the person from taking anything. What hindered me from going outside was me thinking that it’s too late. That I’m older now and there was no reason in trying to stop him. But there was a reason which kept crossing my heart. The truth that when those toys are gone, part of my childhood will be gone too. “Maybe someone else may like to play with those toys more than me,” I thought. At least then the toys would be used.


May 17 Limerick’s: The Zoo


There was a young boy named Boo

Who begged to go to the zoo,

His mother shook her head,

Finally at home, he said,

“At last, we have made it to the zoo!”



There was a young boy named Boo

Who wanted to go to the zoo,

His mother shook her head,

And jokingly he said,

“I guess you are similar to a zoo.”



May 15th IRJE: How To Train Your Dragon

In How To Train Your Dragon, by Cressida Cowell, Hiccup’s superior knowledge is overlooked by his friends and family because of his frailty body. On the isle of Berk, Hiccup stood outside with his slender ankles deep in the snow. He stood alongside nine other boys. They were all there because they wanted to pass the Dragon Initiation Programme. Their instructor was Gobber the Belch. Gobber was known as the idiot in charge of initiation. For these young men, passing the programme would make them Vikings. Hiccup was the smallest amongst the group. Everyone there, except for Gobber, viewed Hiccup as useless. When Gobber decided to make Hiccup the group leader most of the boys groaned.

‘Oh, not Hic-cup,’ groaned Dogsbreath the Duhbrain and most of the other boys. ‘You can’t put Hiccup in charge, sir, he’s useless.’ . . .

Hiccup Horrendous Haddock the Third, the hope and heir to the Tribe of the Hairy Hooligans, wiped his nose miserably on his sleeve. He sank a little deeper into the snow. (p. 16-18)

The other boys thought that hiccup was useless. They wanted nothing to do with him. They thought that it would be better for Hiccup to just leave. So that he doesn’t ruin their chances of passing the Dragon Initiation Programme.

Hiccup was, in some ways, useless. But not completely. He wasn’t as strong as the other boys. He feared them because they were bigger than him. All Hiccup had was his intellect. He was a smart person. But everyone in Berk believed that a Viking has to be strong, brave, and influential. It didn’t matter how smart a person was. All that mattered was how strong they were. For Hiccup to pass the programme and become a Viking, he has to change. He is smart, but he doesn’t have any confidence in himself. If Hiccup can suppress his fears and show that he is not weak, I’m sure he will be able to pass the programme and be called a Viking.




People receive gifts throughout their life. A gift is an item you give to someone you care about. Gifts are expected to be freely given. When giving a gift, you should not assume that you will get one in return. You receive gifts from friends, family and from those who care about you. They are most often given on Christmas or Birthdays. Whether a gift is given during these important times of the year, or on any special occasion, it is sure to make a person smile. Gifts bring happiness to a person. Not only because of the gift but because it shows that someone cares about you. The person giving the gift wants you to be happy, and they want you to realize that you are special. It doesn’t matter if the gift is expensive or not. What matters is how the gift makes you feel on the inside as either the giver or recipient.

If someone does not give you a gift, it doesn’t mean that they don’t care about you. People who feel the need to give a gift will do so. I feel that if you assume that someone doesn’t care about you because they didn’t give you a gift makes you a bad person. The thing is, not all people like receiving gifts. Yes, it may make them happy but at the same time, it may make them feel bad about themselves. Since they may not have a gift to give in return. If it is your birthday, you are not expected to give gifts. Rather accept them. If it is Christmas, people usually receive and give presents. But again, when someone gives you a gift, they don’t expect you to return the favour. It is up to you. If you feel like giving them a gift as well, then go ahead.

Throughout my life, I have received many gifts. Receiving a gift makes me feel happy.  What I love about giving gifts is seeing the person’s reaction to my gift. Seeing their eyes light up and a smile coming across their face makes my day. Their happiness is what I live for. I love to make people happy and giving gifts is just one of the ways I can do that. I remember earlier this year during the Christmas season, I had bought a packet of Lindor chocolates. As a gift for one of my teachers. Upon handing my gift to my teacher he had rejected my gift for a specific reason. He did not like eating sugar. I continued to try and persuade him to take my gift. But he wouldn’t. At that moment, I felt quite annoyed inside. I ended up giving the chocolates to the teacher common room for them to share.

On Christmas day, I remember wrapping a gift for my cousin. I had decided to use a light blue wrapping paper and add a dark blue ribbon to make it stand out. I had written my name in sharpie and ended up smudging it with the side of my hand. After handing the gift to my cousin I felt uneasy. Seeing my cousin feeling the present with his hands, and hearing the sound of the paper tearing was suspenseful. Within me, I was hoping he would like the gift. When he had taken the gift out he looked at it for a second and then looked at me. A smile across his face. He got up, hugged me and said: “Thank you, brother!”

The best gifts are not always expensive, what matters is the effort, kindness and love someone puts behind the gift.


Blog Post: John Anderson, My Jo

In “John Anderson, My Jo,” by Robert Burns, the speaker is a woman who expresses her love towards her beloved “jo.” This poem takes on an unconventional approach when compared to the other love poems we have analyzed. Instead of the man pursuing the woman, the woman pursues the man.

The speaker talks about both her love and her past with her “jo.” When the speaker says: ” . . . John, / When we were first acquent” (ll. 1-2), she shares the name of her beloved “John” and that she remembers when they were first acquainted. Her memories of being friends with “John” are clear as day.

To the speaker, “John” is her single joy. She extols the man’s beauty. As if everything about him is perfect. Her feelings towards the man are ardent. “Your locks were like the raven, / Your bonie brow was brent; / But now your brow is beld, John, / Your locks are like the snow; / But blessings on your frosty pow, / John Anderson, my jo” (ll. 3-8). Here, the speaker identifies everything beautiful about her “jo.”

Comparing this poem to “To His Coy Mistress,” by Andrew Marvell. We can see that the roles of the lover are switched. In “To His Coy Mistress” when the speaker says: “An hundred years should go to praise / Thine eyes, and on thy forehead gaze; / Two hundred to adore each breast, / But thirty thousand to the rest; / An age at least to every part, / And the last age should show your heart” (ll. 13-18). The speaker in “To His Coy Mistress” is a man. He also extols his beloved, but in an exaggerated way. When the speaker says: “But thirty thousand to the rest” (l. 16), he exaggerates the amount of time he would love the parts of the “Coy Mistresses” body. The discrepancy between “John Anderson, My Jo,” by Robert Burns and “To His Coy Mistress,” by Andrew Marvell is the role of the lovers being switched. Also the woman in “John Anderson, My Jo” speaks more from the heart. She is equal in age to her “jo.”

The tone of “John Anderson, My Jo” comes off as nostalgic. The speaker prompts the reader by making us picture her past with her beloved. “We clamb the hill thegither” (l. 10). The speaker reminisces on the time she and her “jo” climbed the hill together. Her memories do not arouse feelings of sadness within me. Rather I feel the joy behind the speaker’s words. “And hand in hand we’ll go, / And sleep thegither at the foot” (ll. 14-15). The poem embellishes the happiness one should feel when around those you admire.

This poem has a rhyme scheme, but putting it together is difficult. I think it has an alternate rhyme scheme: ABAB CDCD.

This poem explicates that women are capable of showing their feelings better than men. Men can sometimes exaggerate their feelings. Which we observed within “To His Coy Mistress,” by Andrew Marvell. This poem was helpful because it was from the perspective of how a woman values the concept of eternal love.

Before reading this poem I thought only about the man’s perspective on love. Is the woman treating the man unfairly? I never thought about how the woman felt. I concluded that within the love poems we read before this poem, that the men were being treated unfairly by the women. Not the other way around.


May 1st IRJE: Wings of Fire – The Dragonet Prophecy

In Wings of Fire-The Dragonet Prophecy, by Tui T. Sutherland, Clay is a kind and an empathetic dragon who’s personality only hinders him from fulfilling his destiny. Clay’s destiny is to become the great MudWing saviour of the dragon world. The expectations for Clay were high. He wanted to fulfill his duty. But he was not a natural-hatched hero. Nothing about him was special. Other than his sheer size, Clay lacked the requisite qualities of a dragon. Dragons are supposed to be dangerous. Clay was the exact opposite.

He was all right at fighting. But “all right” wasn’t going to stop the war and save the dragon tribes. He needed to be extraordinary. He was the biggest dragonet, so he was supposed to be the scary, tough one. The minders wanted him to be terrifyingly dangerous. Clay felt about as dangerous as cauliflower. (p. 1)

For Clay to fulfill his destiny, he needs to change. He needs to become a stronger fighter and a more profound dragon. Within his heart, Clay desires to do what’s best for the dragon world. “He wanted to look at the world, figure out what was broken, and fix it” (p. 1). Clay may not be the dragon who all believe will save the dragon world. But as long as Clay has the intention to do what’s right. He will succeed in bringing peace.




Within life, we are often faced with making choices. Our choices control what happens throughout our day. They are continually there to keep us thinking. Sometimes even a simple choice can make us overthink things.

People often struggle with making the right choices in life. We frequently try to do what’s best for ourselves and not for others. Choices can show what kind of person we are. My cousins sometimes invite me to parties. However, choosing if I should go or not is always difficult. Whether or not I choose to go, the outcome of my choice can show the type of person I am inside. Either insecure or outgoing.

I have learned that the choices we make can easily change our lives. We have to understand that even the smallest choices we make can change the way we think, feel, and view what happens throughout our day. Our friends play an important role in our lives. Friends can influence you to make the right or wrong choice. You must understand that the choice is always yours to make. Surrounding yourself with individuals who care about you and are reliable are real friends. Real friends care about your feelings. They will always be there for you when times are rough because they know you will do the same. In life, we will be faced with making difficult choices. Strive to always make the right choice, for not only yourself but for those you care about.


Dragon’s Egg

In Dragon’s Egg, written by Sarah L. Thomson, we follow the life of a young dragon keeper named Mella, this character is a good representation of a brave and fearless young woman. One day Mella came across a cave. Within the cave, there was a small but bright fire that was created by a dragon. A dragon’s egg had been placed upon the fire, surrounded by coals. Mella had heard stories in the past, about huge fire-breathing dragons. However, the size of the egg could not compare to the eggs of the smaller dragons she took care of at her family’s restaurant.

“It was black and glossy, large enough that she had to cradle it in two hands, and so hot she could feel it even through the dragonhide. Was it just a rock worn smooth by the water in the stream? It must be. But even so, it was beutiful. Fascinated, Mella watched as colors seemed to shift and swim beneath the dark surface–pine green, molten red, the deep blue of a sky on a clear day when the last light is fading. She’d found a treasure in the cave after all.” (p. 25).

I find this quote significant because even though Mella was on her own she still went into the cave. Finding what looked like a dragon egg did not frighten her. It only made her more curious. I believe that with Mella finding the Dragon’s Egg, it helped show us the kind of character she was. A brave and strong young woman.   


April 7th – PW

If you could go back in time, to when you were 10 years old what would you tell yourself?

If I was able to go back in time to when I was the age of 10, there would be many things I would tell myself, to prepare me for the future. However, to be honest, I’m not sure my 10-year-old self would listen to me.

The first thing I would tell myself would be to focus on school. When I was 10 years old, I went to a school called Selkirk Montessori. At the time I was in grade 4. I remember myself as being kind, active and talkative back then. But I didn’t take school so seriously. Which is why I didn’t do so well in school. That is why I would tell myself to work harder in class because hard work does pay off. In my belief, you can do anything if you work hard to achieve it. Telling myself this in Grade 4 would have probably helped me to develop my skills as a learner and get better grades in the process. Making both my parents and my teachers proud of me. Nowaday’s, I feel joy when I make my parents proud of me for doing good in school. I just feel that if I was to have taken school more seriously when I was younger, then I would have felt more joy often…

The second thing I would tell myself would be to read more often. In my old school, we would get chances to go to the library with the class and have silent reading time. I enjoyed going to the library when I was younger because it was a quiet and comfortable place outside of the classroom. Where I could relax and read whatever I wanted. I liked reading comic books, books about dinosaurs and short storybooks. Every moment I spent in my old school’s library I enjoyed. Within the last five minutes we had inside the library, we were allowed to pick out a book we wanted to read at home. Of course, I would pick a book that seemed easy enough to read that had lots of pictures. While some of my other friends were picking out chapter books like Harry Potter. I don’t know why, but I never challenged myself when I was younger to read chapter books. Reading is important for helping you to develop your skills in writing, creative thinking and so much more! This is what I would tell myself in grade 4 to get me to read more often. Nowadays, I don’t have so much free time compared to my earlier years as a student. In the free time I had when I was younger, instead of talking with my friends, I could have been reading a book and improving my English skills in the process. The thing is, I still like reading books that have pictures, but I now prefer chapter books over other types of books.

The third and final thing I would tell myself would be to spend more time with the people I care about. Thinking about people I care about I would say, my friends, my teachers and my family. A lot of my friends from my old school I have not seen in a while. Time sure does go by fast. This is why spending as much time with those you love is important for you to build life long connections with them. I would tell my 10-year-old self that life isn’t just fun and games. It’s more than that. I have only started to understand that now, and I wish I could have grasped that in the earlier stages of my life. Now, I may not get the chance to see people I genuinely care about for a long time. I will only regret this mistake in my life. A mistake that may or may not ever be satisfied. 


The Miraculous Journey of Edward Tulane

In The Miraculous Journey of Edward Tulane, by Kate DiCamillo, Edward the china rabbit disregards the very idea of love, we can see he does this throughout the story. He lives amongst the Tulane family who loves him, they treated him as another member of the family, not just as a china doll.

“In the evening, Edward sat at the dining-room table with the other members of the Tulane family: Abilene; her mother and father; and Abilene’s grandmother, who was called Pellagrina. True, Edward’s ears barely cleared the tabletop, and true also, he spent the duration of the meal staring straight ahead at nothing but the bright and blinding white of the tablecloth. But he was there, a rabbit at the table.” . . .

“Abilene’s parents found it charming that Abilene considered Edward real, and that she sometimes requested that a phrase or story be repeated because Edward had not heard it.” . . .

“Abilene’s father would then turn in the direction of Edward’s ears and speak slowly, repeating what he had just said for the benefit of the china rabbit. Edward pretended, out of courtesy to Abilene, to listen. But, in truth, he was not very interested in what people had to say. And also he did not care for Abilene’s parents and their condescending manner toward him. All adults, in fact, condescended to him.” (pp. 6-7)

The quotes above show how much the Tulane family cared for Edward. They loved him and treated him with the utmost care. The person who loved him most was Abilene. She treated Edward like a king, dressing him up in fancy clothes and making sure he was always included. Nothing in the world was as important to her as Edward. But Edward Tulane never felt the same way with Abilene and her family. He appreciated Abilene for caring for him, but Edward did not love her or anyone else.

One night Abilene’s grandmother Pellegrina decided to tell Abilene and Edward a story. As Pellegrina spoke, she stared into Edward’s eyes and once the story had ended, it left Abilene in disbelief with Edward next to her.

“The end.” . . .

“But it can’t be.” . . .

“Why can’t it be?” . . .

“Because it ended too quickly. Because no one is living happily ever after, that’s why.” . . .

“Pellegrina nodded. She was quiet for a moment. But answer me this: how can a story end happily if there is no love?” (p. 33)

When Pelegrina said this last line she intended it towards Edward. Leaning ever closer to him as she spoke gently in his ear: “You disappoint me” (p. 33). I believe that the story was mostly a lesson for Edward, Pellegrina could, in some way, tell that Edward had no love in his china body, which is why she was disappointed in him. The moral of the story was that for you to be truly loved, you must be able to feel and to be able to feel, you must be able to accept the love that those around you share.


PW – Life

Life is something we must learn to cherish. Our individual life is what differentiates us from other people. In 16 years, I have only started to realize that life is short and that we should try to enjoy the time we have to the fullest. Each one of us will experience different things in life, and from these unique experiences, we expand our small understanding of what life is. What we see influences what we do throughout our day. When I was around the age of four I would watch my parents often and at times attempt the things they would do. Our parents play a huge role in our growth, we should respect our parents because they are more experienced than us and they work hard to provide us with a good education.

What we can take away from this is that life is short and that we mustn’t waste the life we have been given. Wasting life would, in my opinion, refer to using up our time in a careless way. For example, we could be spending our time watching a show we love for hours on end, never realizing how much time is gradually passing. Even though we were having fun, think about what you could have done instead of spending that time by yourself. You could have spent some time with your family, or gone to hang out with your friends, or possibly talked to a distant relative from across the world.

To understand what life truly is you must be willing to accept the fact that your time is limited. Every second you are growing both mentally and physically. If you decide to overlook the time you have now, you will only end up regretting your choices later on in life.


The Magic Misfits

In The Magic Misfits, written by Neil Patrick Harris, a boy named Carter Locke is running away from his Uncle Sly. The darkness of the train yard and the ever-growing fog makes it difficult for Carter to see. He is running for his freedom, which his Uncle had taken from him the moment his father died.

“Carter! Get back here! Don’t you run from me, boy! I ain’t going to hurt you!” (p. 2)

The person speaking this quote is Carter’s Uncle who tries to lure him back into his grasp with gentle words which are nothing but a lie. Carter knows what his Uncle is trying to do which is why he continues running, wanting nothing more than to be free from his Uncle. Carter was nothing more than a pawn for his Uncle’s shenanigans. This is the only reason why his Uncle is trying to get him back. The advantages Carter brought to his Uncle were beneficial towards keeping them alive.


Love Poetry

From the Love Poetry handout, I found the poem named: “Woman’s Constancy,” the most sentimental. Within the poem, written by John Donne, he shares soft feelings as questions, wanting to know how loyal his lover is. Talking about being in love for only a day and the feelings which have overcome him due to their love.

I find this poem sentimental because even though only one person is speaking, John directs his words to his lover. When I first read this poem I was slightly confused about who was talking, but by researching the poem I was able to better understand what was going on. It’s sad to think that the man talking feels that his love is not true, however, the poem only says so much. It only talks about the man’s feelings and thoughts about their love, not the woman’s. The women that the man is questioning could have a similar perspective on their love as the man, but this may not be the case. She may believe that their love is true, but we can’t say just by reading this poem.

The poem is, in my opinion, sentimental but only to a certain extent. John’s questions are not enough to fully grasp the truth about their love. We can listen to his words but without the woman’s view, we cannot assume that their love isn’t real.



I have played badminton for most of my life, around 8 years. My father had first introduced the sport to me at a young age. We would play outside our house with two rackets we had brought from India. At first, I was barely able to hit the birdie back to father. As we played more and more I started to be able to hit the birdie better to the point where I was consistent. Other than practicing at home I played at my old school Selkirk Montessori. There, I had a friend who was an expert at the sport, and he inspired me to get better. In grade five I had joined the Badminton team, there we played matches against other schools and sometimes went to tournaments.

In my first tournament, I won my first match and was eager to play again, I had moved up on the tournament standings. Within the second match, however, I lost by only two points against another student who was trained in the sport of badminton. Even though I lost I enjoyed the match, I lost the first game, won the second and lost by two points in the third, but as a result of playing this student, I gained his respect. There was a lady who was taking pictures of the games and said that our match was amazing and that between all of the other matches she had seen, ours was her favourite.

Ever since the tournament, I have improved my skills tremendously. The loss had encouraged me to get better. From these experiences of playing badminton with my father and with my past school I have developed my skills at the sport and have enjoyed every match. Through the sport, I was able to meet new people and develop my skills.


Personal Response to Romeo & Juliet

When Shakespeare wrote Romeo and Juliet he wanted people to appreciate love, and how it can shape your life for the better or worse. In Romeo and Juliet Shakespeare wanted to show us the worst possible situation two lovers could find themselves in. The two main characters Romeo and Juliet are from two different households who share the same wealth but have never approved of one another, they would always have their disagreements.

Between the two characters, I like Romeo more than Juliet. I feel that Romeo is a very interesting character with the way he acts throughout the play, he is obsessed with the topic of love. He originally loved Juliet’s cousin Rosaline, but once he saw Juliet, Rosaline was no longer on his mind. With Juliet, when she first met Romeo at the ball, which was organized by Lord Capulet, the two of them fell in love, and later on planned to marry each other. Juliet originally was going to be married to Paris, who her father fancied. Juliet has a choice if she listens to her father but if she disobeys her father’s opinions she is no longer a daughter to him, which is what happened when Juliet pleaded to her father about not wanting to marry Paris. I like Romeo more than Juliet because his life tends to go on different paths depending on his thoughts. Juliet’s life, on the other hand, revolves around her parents and the nurse and whether or not she is old enough to be married.

I think that the matter of choice was the leading factor for the tragic ending of the story. If the Montagues and Capulets during the beginning would instead of hating appreciated one another then Romeo and Juliet would have never been separated or denied the choice to marry each other even though they were from different houses.

The story is one that cannot be forgotten, it shares with us the lesson of how we should appreciate rather than neglect those who we love in life. We should be happy with what we have and should listen to our parents for support in life. However, we cannot always rely on those close to us to make the best decision for us. We have to be able to use what we have learned from the experiences within our life to make healthy decisions for our future. Which is what I believe the story is trying to teach us through both the characters and the plot.


The Lost Boys of Lampson

In The Lost Boys of Lampson written by P.N. Holland, a boy named Billy who is in grade seven finds his way into the grounds of Lampson Street School. Immediately when he entered he felt chills, as if something was wrong. The school was usually a place you would feel comfortable but today was different. It was quiet and Billy felt like he was being watched. He turned around but all he saw was the emptiness of the school grounds. As he made his way deeper into the school he found himself in front of a building with large red doors that made him feel uncomfortable, as if he was about to be swallowed alive by the building. Behind him, he heard the cawing of crows, and as he looked up to one of the school windows he was overcome by fear.

“A shadowy form appeared at the once uncovered window, a stick in its hand or maybe a cane, the end glowing white.” (p. 1)

I feel that the quote above is important because it reveals to us the true mystery behind the school. Even though Lampson School looks and feels welcoming it has a dark secret that Billy has just witnessed. Unsure of what he saw, Billy thinks that it was his imagination. But what he saw in the window was not at all a figment of his imagination and he will only find out the truth as he progresses through the year.


Knights of Illusion…

At my previous school Selkirk Montessori, my best friend and I would often play a game during our recess block called knights of Illusion. A game that was mostly played with our imagination. In the game, I would usually play the knight who would go on various quests and face challenges along the way. While I played the knight my friend was normally the Gamekeeper, who would create quests for the knight and give rewards if the quests were completed.

During our recess block every day, we would go to a place called the checkerboard which had a unique layout. We would always play the game there and because of my friend’s creative imagination, there were always new challenges to face every time we went out for recess.

One day my friend made a boss fight for me, which consisted of a dragon with four thousand health points. I was given three lives to successfully kill the dragon but because my weapon at the time was only able to deal two damage to the dragon per hit it took me a total of four recesses to beat the challenge.

We played this game until grade six since, after our grade six years, we did not always have recess, which resulted in us no longer using our imagination and rather focusing on our school work. Even after not getting the chance to play the game anymore, we would sometimes talk about it in class, reflecting on how much fun we had and the different challenges we both faced.


It was a Dark and Stormy Night…

In IT WAS A DARK AND STORMY NIGHT, written by Janet and Allan Ahlberg, in a cave high up in the mountains, a boy named Antonio has been kidnapped by the brigands, the chief brigand tells Antonio that he’s bored, and to tell them a story. Antonio was small, being only 8 years old, but he was brave. He responded to the brigands by saying he didn’t know any stories, the chief said to make one up.

“It was a dark and stormy night. The rain came down in torrents. There were brigands on the mountains, and wolves, and the chief of the brigands said.” . . .

“Get rid of the rain.” . . .

“I beg your pardon?” . . .

“No rain, I’m sick of it.” (pp. 10-11)

The quotes above tell us of the conversation Antonio has with the brigands. Even though he is outnumbered one to seven, he still shows strength, not even the slightest hint of fear. With his smile and creative mind, he proceeds to frighten the brigands by telling them a made-up story.


My personal Background — Part 1

Hi there! My name is Armaan, my full name is Armaan Singh Tumber and I was born in India. To be more specific though, I was born within the capital of India, New Delhi, in the state of Punjab which borders Pakistan.  Punjab is known as the heart of India’s Sikh community. In Punjab, there is the city of Amritsar, which had been discovered by a Sikh Guru named Guru Ram Das. The city of Amritsar holds within it the holiest gurdwara, (which is a temple for worshiping), called Harmandir Sahib. This is known as the Golden temple in English culture.

As I was saying, I was born in Punjab and lived there until the age of three. When I turned three years old, my parents decided to move to Victoria. Life in Victoria was different compared to India. There was more greenery and the streets were cleaner, as opposed to where I originally lived there were more animals on leashes, which I guess was a good thing, but what affected me the most with moving to Canada was the lack of Indian food in the neighbourhood. In Punjab, you could see cheap food stands all over, but in Victoria, there wasn’t even one insight.

It’s hard to pick a favourite food from India because there were so many delicious foods to eat… I would say that my favoured Indian meal would have to be Samosas. Which are formed in the shape of a triangle, and are stuffed with potatoes and peas, they are often made very crispy and are eaten with a delicious sauce called chutney. I would recommend to whoever is reading this to try a samosa unless of course, you are allergic…


I am Algonquin – 2 IRJE

In I AM ALGONQUIN, written by Rick Revelle, Mahingan the hunter encounters his worst fear amongst the woods.  Throughout the trees, Mahingan and his fellow hunters notice shadows slowly creeping towards them. They were in the Nippissing territory hunting for food. Earlier they had successfully killed a large moose which was needed for not only them but for their families back home. The winter had made food difficult to find, the Nippissing wanted the moose carcass and they were not going home without it. Mahingan and the other hunters acted as if they had not seen the threat and carried on moving the animal across the thick snow, this was all part of their plan to make it out alive.

“We had planned it so the moose carcass would be between us and out attackers for cover.” (p. 22)

The quote above is important because it shows us the strategic skills Mahingan and the other hunters have. They had planned to use the moose carcass, because of its sheer size, to act as a wall of protection between them and the Nippissing hunters. Both hunting groups needed the moose so that their families would not starve, and they were willing to give their lives for it.


I am Algonquin Part 2 – IRJE

In I AM ALGONQUIN, by Rick Revelle, Wagosh and Makwa were cutting down trees to make food for their dogs and friends. They were part of a hunting group, who went out regularly to hunt animals for food. They had recently killed a large moose and were gradually bringing it home to their family’s. But as they traveled ever so closer to their home, one of their dogs had begun to growl, and in front of the dog was their worst fear.

“Sound carries a long distance in the wintertime, and I was wary that the echoes of this kill would bring unwanted attention.” . . .   (p. 19)

The quote above was spoken by a character named Mahingan. I find it important because it tells us how even the slightest amount of sound could bring unwanted attention to Mahingan and his fellow hunters. They needed the moose they had killed to feed their families, and without it, there would only be a small number of rations to eat. It had taken them quite some time to find the moose and successfully kill it, this was because of the bad weather. If they were to lose their kill to another predator much stronger than them, who knew how long it would take for them to find more food?




In I AM ALGONQUIN, by Rick Revelle, within a shelter, a man named Mahingan wakes up clueless to where he was. After some time he realized that he was with his hunting group, lying inside the shelter they had made. The hunting group was made up of five warriors, two youthful boys, and three energetic dogs. It was the winter season, but because there was so little snow, hunting was difficult for the group.

“Without deep snow to slow the animals down and tire them out, we were having a gruelling time trying to hunt them with our lances and arrows”. (p. 13)

I find the quote above important because it is referring to the struggle the warriors are facing, which is gathering food for their family. This difficulty arises because of the lack of snow outside. With the struggle at hand, the warriors don’t give up and continue to search. In time, because of their determination to continue, they were able to find a moose and kill it. 


Always Try…

Last week during P.E. we were practicing badminton, which is a sport I am quite fond of. After our P.E. class ended almost all of the students went to the dining hall. Within the dining hall, many students drank water, others went and grabbed some fruit to eat. There I found myself having a conversation with one of my best friends…

“Armaan, I don’t get it. You’re good at Soccer, Basketball, and Badminton.”

“I’m pretty good at Volleyball too.”

“How are you so good at all these sports?”

“Through practice. I don’t focus specifically on one sport, whichever sport we are playing I always try my best because I know that there is always room for improvement. Through years of repeated practice is the reason why I’m good at various sports.”

There is always something new for you to learn. What you have to remember is that if you don’t try, you will never be able to say that you’re good or bad at something. If you try something new then you can at least say to someone that you tried. There is no limit to what you can learn, and just maybe, through trying new things, you might find something that you like.




A talk over tulips…

In The Kite Runner, by Khaled Hosseini, early in the morning, Amir and his father Baba are found outside planting tulips. As Amir handed Baba tulips, Baba dug up the soil and planted the flowers. A conversation had sprung up where Baba was telling Amir how tulips should not be planted in the fall. While Baba spoke, Amir felt the urge to let out his thoughts. With a lack of confidence, Amir interrupted Baba and uttered what was on his mind…

“Baba, have you ever thought about getting new servants?”

This question Amir had asked startled Baba because he had grown up with Ali. For 40 years, Ali had served Baba and his family. Frustration had overcome Baba, he reminded Amir of how much he loved Ali and Hassan, and how they’re not going anywhere. He made sure that Amir would never ask that question again because of the shame it brought on him. I feel that this quote is important because of the reasoning behind it. Amir had come to a point in his life where he no longer wanted to see, talk, or even step in the same room as Hassan. Later on, we will see Amir show his true colors in a way that drives his family and Hassan’s apart.