Ever since I was a little child, all that my eyes took in was my mother. My father was wonderful, don’t get me wrong, but …
Childhood
Exploring the Generational Gap between Students and Lecturers
In today’s society, whenever one brings up the topic of the generational gap between the youth and the older generation, they would probably get a …
The Ghost of You
When was it…? When did it all start to go south? My mind replays the first hysteric episode I had in our bedroom, arms clasped …
Siblings Scribbles: An International Siblings Day Special
Regardless of the squabbles, the “you stole my shirt”, or the exchange of harmless insults, deep down, there’s an unspoken bond that ties us to …
where we go (only westward)
That morning was a warm one, the Sun ripe as a peach in a cloudless sea. I sauntered down the pavements, some extra energy in …
What We Can
As an avid learner, my curiosity for people grows fervently every day. How we communicate with one another, an individual’s ins and outs, their likes …
Hawthorne Academy
Do not speak unless spoken to. Do not show weakness. Be the best in every aspect. These are just a few amongst the multitude of …
One Step at a Time
Warm. Patient. Home. Those were the adjectives her father embodied, present even in the earliest memories she had of him. A pleasant, yet bitter feeling …
The World At Our Feet
If we’re running out of time, if we are that’s fine, Just don’t make me ride by myself. So ’till it all slows down, Ride …
Sepet Sounds
There is a video of me, from when I was maybe two or three – I am wearing a blue dress that drapes a little …