St. Robert CHS Student News
Jin Schofield (9) STAFF REPORTER
It’s as if I am still there.
I remember gazing over an empty plot of land – nothing but flat, glistening stone for hundreds of meters. Seated under a scrawny tree, I savour the tiny amount of shelter provided to me from the blazing sun. As I stare out across this vast blanket of stone, I marvel in this monument’s prominence – significance one might say rivals that of the Parthenon, the Great Wall, and the Pyramids.
MAHRAEEL TADROS (12) – STAFF REPORTER
This summer I went on a trip to Washington DC. The trip was amazing despite the sweltering weather. One of my favourite memories there was the visit to the Lincoln Memorial on the night of July 1st – Canada Day.
Madura Muraleetharan (11) CREATIVE WRITER
The van groaned as it hopped rather than drove down the road. I’d woken up at 4 am that morning, and I was finding it impossible to manage to fall asleep while being jostled around. I was in Sri Lanka, and my parents seemed super convinced that we absolutely had to see the sunrise from a famous lookout point in Nuwara Eliya.
Maggie Aghababyan (9) CREATIVE WRITER
As someone who travels very often, I have experienced many different types of culture and seen many landmarks all around the world, yet none of those countries was anything compared to Germany, specifically Berlin.
Jessica Ng (11) CREATIVE WRITER
During my summer break, I had the privilege of going to British Columbia and Alberta with my family that came from Hong Kong. I was so excited to spend this time hiking, exploring, and most importantly, relaxing. Although this was my second time being to these two provinces, I didn’t have much memory of my prior visit because I was young.
Mahraeel Tadros (11) CREATIVE WRITER
My roommate chose the moment the bird left to awaken.
“Did you hear that train whistle? I just had the weirdest dr-” she suddenly sat up as if startled by my appearance. “Sam. Are you alright? You look like you’ve been terrified half to death by an open window. What happened?” Concern filled her voice.
Mahraeel Tadros (11) CREATIVE WRITER
BEWARE THE BIRD.
I jolted awake in bed. My heart racing off-beat. A quick glance at Megan’s bed told me all I needed to know. It must have only been a rotten dream, I told myself.
Mahraeel Tadros (11) | CREATIVE WRITING
I stared at the strange little bird. For the first time, I noticed the faint gray smoke floating from its tail, the peculiar shine of its eyes, and the soft whir of turning gears. A minute passed before I recovered.
Mahraeel Tadros (11) CREATIVE WRITER
Drip. Drip. Drip. The sun’s morning light dawned with the sound of rain and the gloom of ash-grey clouds.
Carina Yang (10) CREATIVE WRITER
A boy struggled with his sweater as he scrambled out of the car;
He swiftly grabbed his bag from the back trunk and ran toward the school.