Redefining Leadership at the 2019 CAIS Conference
Students participate in an activity at the CAIS Conference at Shawnigan Lake. Photo by Laura Harrison. For five days between the end of March and the beginning of April, I had the privilege of attending the 2019 CAIS (Canadian Accredited Independent Schools) Conference at Shawnigan Lake School, just north of Victoria, BC, with three fellow TFS students. The CAIS Student Leadership Conference is an annual event hosted by a different group of student leaders from a CAIS School.
This year, before attending Vernissage, TFS’s student art show, I took it upon myself finally to look up the historical significance of the show’s title after 6 years of viewing the exhibition. I discovered that vernissage denotes a private viewing of an exhibition, a meaning that has grown out of the French word’s literal meaning -- varnishing. In the 19th century, the day before an exhibition would open to the public, artists used to varnish their paintings to seal their co
L’écriture et le bien-être
En tant qu’élève de niveau trois, je dois participer au projet personnel, une tâche de recherche et de création dans un domaine d’intérêt. Depuis que j’ai su le faire, j’ai toujours eu une passion pour l’écriture, alors je voulais explorer davantage cette passion. J’ai donc choisi de concentrer mon projet sur l’écriture d’histoires courtes, guidé par la question: comment on exprime les émotions à travers l’écriture? Ces histoires sont la culmination de ma recherche et de mon
Simply Lived: Selected Poems
Taken For Granted Consider yourself lucky As my ink flattens you onto paper Laying between the lines you get to look up at me See my glimmering analytical eyes Leer at that paper and scan you up and down You get to see my smile, my tears, and my frown You get to drown in my thoughts Consider yourself lucky as you’ve been reanimated, Sedated, and put on display Become part of my collection Of love and dismay Simply tucked away, But still one of the biggest parts of me You’ve
My name is Sepideh. It is Persian, but I have lived in Canada for the majority of my life. My whole upbringing, I have dealt with instances familiar to anybody with a unique name: correcting teachers before they even try pronouncing ‘Sepideh’ because I do not want to hear their take on it and having a fake name for when I go to Starbucks. Especially since I have been dealing with these instances from a very young age, I did not realize to what extent they were affecting me so