St. Robert CHS Student News
Jin Schofield (9) – STAFF REPORTER
Whether it be last year, last decade, or last century, we long for the comfort of the past. With the present cold and unfamiliar, and the future a frightful mystery, we cannot help but remember the past through rose-tinted glasses. If those of us that yearned so fervently to return were granted their perilous wish, only then would the delicate mirage of our romanticized history crash to the floor.
Jessica Ng (11) – STAFF REPORTER
The vast collection of colours that can be seen by a person’s eyes alone are truly astonishing. They take effect in our lives every day and bring about great emotion in one’s life, using unique symbolism to illustrate different qualities. For instance, cool colours relate to calmness and warm colours with cheerfulness. The colours I would associate my personality with are turquoise and navy blue. These two colours are my first selection in any situation where I’m able to express colour through my style and passion. Turquoise and navy fit my aesthetic and offer me much joy in my lifestyle.
Mahraeel Tadros (12) – STAFF REPORTER
It would be fun to be blue –
To be Heaven’s hem and shoe.
JUSTIN YU (9) – CREATIVE WRITING
Autumn is a few months full of bright colors from red, to yellow, and orange, Autumn is cold and that will mean you have to wear many layers so that you won’t get sick, It is also a year where friends and family come together for a family or friends gathering.
Justin Yu (9) – STAFF REPORTER
From July 30 to August 8, I attended a Beijing summer camp which was full of people from all around the world. There were people from Japan, Canada, the United States, and even Ireland. We went to places like the Great Wall of China, the Forbidden City, the Water Cube, and many other places.
Maggie Aghababyan (9) – STAFF REPORTER
The cool fall breeze threads through the rough material of tethered black jeans, a warm drink clutched between your hands as you attempt to stay warm with the remaining heat of the drink. Ah yes, it’s finally fall, the most wonderful time of the year to me.
Kenley Ho (12) – STAFF REPORTER
If I were a crayon, I would be the colour green because many things are associated with the colour green.
Madura Muraleetharan (11) – STAFF REPORTER
It’s a wonder her eyes are brown when she has lived her entire life in blues. It blurs the corners of her vision and maybe that’s why she wears glasses. Those are pink though. It’s there in the smudged corners of her memory, the colour of her sister’s snot streaked shirt when she would sniff into it. The words flying out of her parents’ mouths would be blazing and red, but she only remembers the cerulean-soaked tune of her sister’s shakey lullabies in her ear. Now, with work-worn eyes, her parents always smile at each other, and her sister lives miles away in a cramped dorm and never texts.
Jin Schofield (9) – STAFF REPORTER
Has it already been a century? Since November 11, 1918, when the Great War finally came to an end? So much has changed since then.
Jin Schofield (9) – STAFF REPORTER
It’s a mild, overcast Monday, and it’s apparent this year that October is not coming to its typical victorious end. The trees that line the cracked-cement road I stroll along are not mid-eruption in a mane of fiery colours as they used to be this time of year. Rather, they are bare, their brittle branches at the mercy of the howling wind. Even the streets seem more empty than they should be – what should be bustling rush-hour traffic is a single car, its noisy engine groaning as it pushes along the vehicle’s crumbling chassis. I finally reach my bus stop – a lonely glass shelter, casting translucent shadows on the yellowing grass. Funny, I don’t remember any shadows being particularly noticeable on Friday.