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Lisa Wu Grade 12 Hard Workers Digital Art

TELLING OUR STORIES:

THE LITERACY ISSUE · Pg. 6:

A Creative Tale of Food Chiefs

In this issue: · Pg. 18: An Essay en français · Pg. 8:

Hands-on Storytelling

· Pg. 24: Shooting to Find Joy: A Short Story

Throughout the Issue:

• Collaborative Characters: Gr. 11-12 Artists Draw Gr. 2-3 Creations • Meet the People Who Create #CaringCommunities

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Messages SUPERINTENDENT’S MESSAGE

Kevin Kaardal Superintendent of Schools / CEO

Public schools help students write their stories, both metaphorically as they grow through the years of schooling, and of course, quite literally as a part of the curriculum. Public schools provide an opportunity for students to express their stories, supported by both caring

professional adults as well as their friends.

Students share their stories in many forms. They may creatively write a story.

They may share their own story or explore their family history as a part of the health or social studies curricula. Their actions may tell a story of generosity as they demonstrate that they care for others through charitable fund raisers or the gift of time shared in community. Stories can be shared through visual arts and performing arts too. These can provide the viewer a sense of wonder or an evening of entertainment. Personally, I feel a great sense of gratitude for all of the educators that played a role in helping me write my story. Their efforts led to my efforts, trying to set conditions where students can thrive holistically, living their best story as they strive to achieve their dreams. Enjoy the stories in this edition of “Together We Learn”; they come from the creative minds of our children and youth, and give me great hope for our future.

BOARD CHAIRPERSON’S MESSAGE

Lee-Ann Tiede Chairperson, Board of Education

One of the privileges of being a trustee is getting to visit our many learning communities and see firsthand how students and staff create Caring Communities.

In a recent visit to one of our great schools, I witnessed many amazing

interactions between staff and students, but there was one between two boys that touched my heart and was the highlight of my day. A young man with special needs and another student greeted each other at the bottom of the stairs with incredible ease and kindness. I know that doesn’t happen by accident – it is intentional that our schools are inclusive, and our students are kind. Character building often begins with a strong family foundation, but it is also fostered in the caring communities of public schools. I applaud the parents of those two boys for raising them well, and I applaud all the staff, volunteers, and students doing an exemplary job creating Caring Communities.

In this edition of Together We Learn, you’ll get a glimpse of students’ imagination and feelings as they bravely share their stories with us. Literacy is more than reading; literacy equips students to tell their stories in a variety of media, make connections to their wonders, and build understanding. This is how we create Caring Communities.

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Multiple studies correlate increased use of digital media by children with risks of obesity, poorer school performance, poorer sleep quality, as well as delays in critical cognition, learning and social skills.

What can we do? Start with these guidelines: • Limit recreational screen time to no more than two hours/day for school age children (less for younger children) • Take a break every 30 to 60 minutes. Look out the window; get up to stretch; break the spell.

• Avoid screen use in the hour before bedtime. (Use “night mode” to reduce blue light exposure if you must use a screen.)

• Encourage outdoor activity over screen time. New research indicates that increased myopia or nearsightedness may be linked with children spending fewer hours outdoors.

• Continue or start the habit of ANNUAL eye exams for all children. Your optometrist will check how the eyes converge (turn in to read), accommodate (to focus on words and screens), and - if required - discuss the potential benefit of reading glasses for your child.

These may include proper visual system development, reducing eye strain or aiding in clarity. We will also check for the many silent ocular health conditions only a full eye exam can reveal.

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Kindergarten Kindergarten learners start their literacy journey by realizing their imaginative stories through both creative artwork and writing. As you can see in these samples from learners at École Bellevue Creek, they spell out words the way they sound and show what is in their mind’s eye with colourful pictures!

‘‘ ‘‘ People who create #CaringCommunities

Name: Karla Hall

Name: Erin Williams

What I do: Career-wise, I’m retired.

(Karla assists the Parent Advisory Council at École Hudson Road Elementary continually from helping clean the kitchen to organizing fundraisers to deliveries, hot lunch etc. - the PAC says they couldn’t do it without her!)

What I do: PAC President at Helen Gorman Elementary School by night, Registered Nurse by day

Why I love public education: Short version is it encourages development of skills to become lifelong learners. We never stop learning.

Favourite hobbies: Knitting, machine embroidery, quilting

What I'm reading: Tell the Bees That I’m Gone by Diana Gabaldon and anything by Charles Martin - Chasing Fireflies is one of my favourites.

What I'm watching: Yellowstone, Chicago series, Call the Midwife Favourite Quote: The best things in life are not things.

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People who create #CaringCommunities

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Why I love public education: I love the community network that Public Education creates. I am continually amazed and grateful for the teachers and support staff that show up and love, nurture, and educate our children.

Favourite hobbies/sport/interest: Spending time with my children, Riley and Paisley, family and friends.

Snowboarding, Cross-Country Skiing, Trail Running, Hiking, Camping, Cabin Life, Boating, Surfing.

Favourite quote: “ it is impossible” said pride “ it is risky” said experience “ it is pointless” said reason “....give it a try” whispered the heart

What I'm reading: The Untethered Soul

by Michael Singer What I'm listening to: Odezsa, Lord Heron: Fool for Love

Illustrating Characters Bringing Characters to Life!

This collaborative project between Mrs. Corrie and Mrs. Pringle’s Gr. 2/3 writers from École Hudson Road Elementary and senior artists at École Okanagan Mission Secondary saw the older artists work from the young authors’ vivid descriptions to craft beautiful illustrations. As you can see from the smiles, these creative elementary students were thrilled when they got the original art in their hands and saw their characters come to life!

Look for more collaborations throughout this publication.

Luna the Horse

By: Cecelia

Luna was found in an abandoned castle. She is a horse that sounds like a regular horse. Her favourite food is bitter coffee beans. She smells like fog. When you touch her she feels wet. Her mane is black.

Her eyes are sparkly lavender. She fits in your hand. Her entire body is midnight black. She has brown hooves with white on the bottom.

She can turn daylight into dark, like night. If you like magical things maybe adopt this pet.

Raine Wierstra, Grade 12, pen and ink

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Grade 1 I like making books because I have fun coloring the pictures. I like to add details and to read my stories when they are done. I like adding onomatopoeias like bird sounds. I feel proud when I finish a story.

Addison Grade 1 Helen Gorman Elementary

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Congratulations…

…to Abdul Alhamwi, Grade 12 student at Rutland Senior Secondary (RSS) who won the prestigious Beedie Scholarship. Abdul came to Canada from Syria in 2006. He is a great friend and helper for many Syrian newcomers and English Language Learners (ELL) at RSS. Abdul will study Engineering at UBC-Okanagan.

He is an amazing influence on our Syrian boys, and is so very deserving of this. We are all SO proud of Abdul and his hard work.

- Julie Loveridge-Marks, International Education/ELL Coordinator

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Grade 3

EXPLORATION Mrs. Spinks Grade 3s

Loose parts At Davidson Road Elementary (and in schools across the district!) teachers use story workshop as a part of creative writing and ask their students “What stories come alive with loose parts?” Through materials, students work on different aspects of creative writing and storytelling. Their learning is through oral storytelling and sharing their stories with the class. After each session, the class reflects on what the next focus for story telling should be to improve their storytelling.

Through loose parts, some of our struggling writers have flourished during story workshops. Without the pressure of putting pencil to paper, these reluctant writers have been able to “write” engaging stories with amazing problems and solutions. With what would have been a struggle to write, these students can see themselves as authors of exciting stories they want to share with their classmates. Students who are not quite verbal or are English Language Learners are able to engage as authors through story workshops.

Amelia Natalie, one of our students with special needs, was working on creating faces with emotions through oral storytelling

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Lucy and Hayley Continued on page 11 and 12

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Creating an engaging beginning: Once upon a time there was two families watching a shooting star! It was daylight savings but then a meteor blasted the stars and they disappeared for two whole days! They had to wait for them. When the stars appeared again they had pictures of all the space animals with star constellations. It was the most magical thing ever.

Hayley and Evalyn

Grade 3

Loose parts continued Casey - working on storytelling through an engaging problem and solution Problem: A spaceship with a radio on board used to collect data from the sun broke when an asteroid crashed into it. It crash landed on the moon.

Solution: Jeff was sent on a mission to the moon. He came to land in the moon to find survivors, resources and the broken radio, He found one survivor whom he saved and transported him off the moon in his spaceship.

Sənsisyustən House of Learning

We invite you to experience the beauty that is our place, culture and community.

Sənsisyustən House of Learning is a Group 2 Independent Elementary School with the BC Ministry of Education. We teach current BC curriculum with an integration of Okanagan Syilx perspectives. The syilx/Okanagan translation of Sənsisyustən is “the place where you become anything you choose to be.” The school, designed after a traditional native pit-house, lends itself to interactive learning in a warm and nurturing environment.

Our school edifies the Seven Teachings: humility, honesty, bravery, respect, love, truth, and wisdom. Teachers, staff, Elders, and School Board Members strive to make that a reality for students.

The place where you become anything you choose to be.

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What we offer: A balance of academics with Okanagan Language and culture taught in every grade.

Cultural field trips such as tea picking, gathering sage, and digging bitterroot.

Small class sizes, allowing for more one on one teaching time.

A Learning Assistance Program for children who may require additional support.

A school-wide discipline program that promotes social responsibility.

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Grade 4 Negative persuasive writing on black licorice The writing that she has shared is a persuasive piece to convince the reader why they should dislike black licorice. The words in bold are the negative persuasion words to convince you there is nothing good about this revolting treat.

Olivia Emond Grade 4 Mar Jok

Persuasive writing on disgusting black licorice Ewww! In my opinion, black licorice is absolutely disgusting! So I hope that at the end of this, you agree, because if you like it, you must change your mind, or you need a counselor, because it is terrible, horrible, awful, revolting, I could go on forever!

To begin with, it has a revolting after taste, it tastes like expired Advil after a while. Then, it gets way worse, it makes your breath all stinky! Plus, it even tastes like stench! Trust me, I do NOT recommend black licorice, if you’re looking for something to feed your child, you are reading the wrong book. Feeding a child black licorice, is child abuse.

Secondly, it’s the stench of dirty laundry that has not taken a trip to the washing machine in forever.

I strongly believe that black licorice is grotesque. the scarce fumes of gasoline, the smell of a trash can not cleaned out for years, and it stays in your nose for all of eternity.

Last but not least, the dreaded taste of burnt black beans crawls its way down your innocent throat.

It makes you think about, and taste, beans that’ve been out for those long, rotten, hours. It feels like I could just choke!

As you can see without a doubt I hate black licorice.

Have you finally changed your mind on disturbing black licorice? I sure hope so.

Descriptive writing on Fall The writing that she has shared is a descriptive piece on Fall. The focus is on using descriptive language (underlined) that creates an image in the reader’s mind, as well as interesting sentence starters in bold.

Ella Loverock Grade 4 • Mar Jok http://www.maplesprings.ca

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Describing Fantastic Fall

First things first, the extraordinary colour pops as the incredible leaves drop gracefully onto the crisp ground.

The animals get ready for hibernation scurrying over to get food and stocking up for the winter. Brr it’s getting cooler, as the season inches on, leaving us to wear warmer clothes if we want to go out and play in the magnificent leaves.

One fascinating thing about the fall is there is the spooky, horrid Halloween’ where you can dress up in any costume you want to and go around the neighborhood trick or treating to get scrumptious candy.

Another exciting holiday in Fall is the incredible Thanksgiving, where you

can visit family and say what amazing things you are thankful for.

Guess what? In Fall you can go see the unbelievable salmon spawning. Did you know salmon can find the exact spot they were born and lay their eggs there.

Best of all you can walk in the beautiful forest with spectacular colors and your parents can drink delicious pumpkin spice lattes while you enjoy your special moment walking in the fresh forest with your family.

To wrap it up you can always jump in large leaf piles outside and you can also throw them everywhere doesn’t that sound intriguing!

Grade 4 Harry Potter’s Diary Celia Binkowski (left)

Sanez Harsch-Wilson

https://youtu.be/wWQBH3fX9Pk

Grade 4 Bankhead Elementary For their Buddy Writing project, Celia and Sanez created Harry Potter’s Diary. In this video, they explain their inspiration to take their writing to the next level and read their work aloud.

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Grade 5 A Day in the Life of a Pencil

by: Kaydin

Grade 5 Quigley Elementary It is dark and there are lots of other pencils, pens, and erasers back here. I can hear rustling and all the kids in the classroom talking. I’m trying to walk around but it’s a little too dark. I bump into something, and it says “ Hey! Watch where you’re going!”. It was an eraser with a lot of holes in it. It had been drawn on.

He yells “ GET DOWN! THE THING IS COMING!”. A giant hand reaches in, looking for me. Then I started to run, but it grabbed me. I tried to hold on to a book and not get taken away, but Mr. Eraser said “ Just let go, nothing bad is going to happen.”. I noticed that I was going to be used to draw a bear. The paper felt scruffy and smooth. The hand was cold, and rough like sandpaper. I noticed that I was getting carried closer to the pencil sharpener. I’ve never been to the pencil sharpener before, but I was warned that it was a bad place to be. I was getting closer and closer to the entrance and I felt really scared. I looked around the classroom and noticed a chord behind the pencil sharpener. I saw another hand reach out to the pencil sharpener and push a button. Then the jaws of the pencil sharpener started grinding against each other. It hurt my lead. Then I heard a DING and I got put back in the desk.

Everyone in the desk was asking me what it was like. Then the eraser from earlier exclaimed “ Oh my gosh! You’re shorter now!”. I don’t recommend being a pencil.

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by: Lexie Zacharias

by: Aurora Beleno

Grade 5

Grade 5

Gravler and the Magic Power by: Evan

Isabella Di Palma, Grade 11, mixed media

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Graveler the dragon was found lost and eating cherries from someone’s cherry tree. If you are the one to adopt Graveler he has red orange firey colors all over.

Graveler is the size of the empire state building.

His magical power is shrinking and growing. If you suck in air and taste cherries and roasted meat he is close. If you hear creaking sounds he is close.

If you smell smoke and fire he is very close. If you like running around in fields and eating cherries you will love this adoption.

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Grade 5

by: Riley McLeod Grade 5 16

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Grade 6 La paix la justice et les forts institutions

Écrit par Abigail Gaertner Grade 6 FI École Dorothea Walker Elementary

Est-ce que vous saviez qu’ il y a une estimation de 89.3 millions de personnes qui étaient forcées de quitter leur maison parce que c’était trop dangereux et violent. Je m’appelle Abigail et je suis vraiment chanceuse. Des personnes tout autour du monde sont dans le danger sans cesse. Des fois c’est si dangereux qu’ ils doivent fuir leur pays. Ces personnes s’appellent les réfugiés.

J’ai choisi de parler à propos de l’ objectif #16 la paix, la justice et les forts institutions parce que je ne peux pas imaginer si j’étais forcée de fuir ma maison et mon pays. Beaucoup de réfugiés sont forcés de relier sur une contrebandier avec leur vie. Des mille de personnes ne survivent pas le voyage, mais même quand les personnes savent les risques ils essaient parce que c’est plus bon que s’ ils avaient rester à leurs maison.

sembler impossible. Les personnes peuvent voyager par l’eau ou la terre mais n’importe où il ne peuvent pas retourner. Les façons de voyager sont beaucoup de fois illégales. Les réfugiés doivent compter sur les contrebandiers. Pas beaucoup de personnes survivent.

Premièrement je vais reculer un peu et expliquer qui sont les réfugiés et pourquoi ils doivent partir. Il y a des millions de raisons les réfugiés vont fuir leurs pays. La plupart des raisons c’est la guerre. Pendant les guerres il y a beaucoup plus de violence et les personnes ont peur de même juste sortir de leurs maisons, ces personnes perdent les ressources importants comme l’eau et la nourriture. Mais quand une personne fuit leurs pays et devient une refugee il ne peut pas retourner même s’ils voulaient.

Les réfugiés sont forcés de fuir leurs maisons, leurs pays parce que c’est trop dangereux mais après ça ils doivent aussi survivre le voyage et des fois même quand ils arrivent dans un autre pays ils essayent de lui refouler et abandonner dans leur temps de besoin. Les réfugiés sont des personnes comme moi et toi ils peuvent sentir triste ou heureux, ils peuvent sentir la douleur, ils sont humains comme moi et toi et ils ont besoin d’aide. Des millions de personnes innocentes autour du monde souffrent pour quelque chose qui est dangereux et violent. Imaginer à grand, et passer à l’action pour ces personnes et essayer de lui donner une future ou ils ont une voix.

Le voyage des réfugiés est vraiment dangereux, tu as besoin de beaucoup de persévérance parce que pour tous les réfugiés il y a toujours des obstacles qui peuvent

Kyler by: Nash

Megan Humphries, Grade 11, mixed media 18

Kyler the bunny was found in a tree in the forest.

He has fluffy brown and white fur with a fluffy white tail. He has small round eyes and lots of long whiskers. He has blue antlers and is small like a frog. He feels fluffy, soft, and sometimes dirty. He smells like caramel.

When he is scared he makes a loud screech. He likes to eat carrots.

Adopt Kyler!

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Même quand les réfugiés arrivent dans un autre pays, il y a encore d’autres obstacles. Beaucoup de fois dans un temps dangereux il y a plus de refugee qui essaye de fuir leurs pays et les autres pays n’a pas assez d’espace pour lui. Quand ça arrive les autres pays essayent de lui refouler ou ils met dans les centre de détention pour des années! Je peux vous assurer que tu seras vraiment chanceux si tu arrives dans un pays sauf et le pays te donne de l’aide.

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People who create #CaringCommunities

Name: Michele Romaine

What I do: Noon-hour supervisor at École Élémentaire Casorso Elementary School Why I love public education: Because it provides education to people with different socioeconomic status so everyone learns how to get along with each other.

Favourite hobbies: Everything gardening! Michele owns a farm that provides produce to a vegan restaurant in Kelowna.

What I'm listening to: Simon Hill podcast or anything on health and science.

Grade 7

Fears And Worries. by: Emy Z. Grade 7

École H.S. Grenda Middle I worry for countless hours, I fear for days. When will all of this dread go away?

Worries I think before anything else…

They ruin everything. Sometimes I wonder how others have felt. All I do is fear, fear about all of the possible things that could happen. I worry about things people can not imagine. Years pass, I still have the same fears. They never went away, when will they die or possibly decay?

Spiders to the dark, all fears leave a mark.

I’m stuck in a storm! All I see is lighting, all I hear is thunder. Just one boom coming one after the other. Afraid, that’s all I am. Because I’m scared, I stay up past midnight. Sometimes till 3am. My whole

life is filled with fright. I’m afraid of flight, scared of the dark and fear of the night.

What if none of us feared or worried about anything? Nobody would be worried to choke on poutine, nobody would be afraid about flying or dying.

Fears and worries make us stronger and more powerful, sometimes overcoming them makes us less dreadful. But for some it is hard to do so, when they try to overcome their fears they overflow. Tons of emotions come spilling, and tons of tears begin dripping.

Everyone has a worry or fear. If someone doesn’t, they probably have never shedded a tear. Most of us do not know what we are afraid of, we never see it. And it’s okay if you don’t believe it. Me, you, and everyone else is scared of something that nobody knows or sees. But just know you’re never alone, for we all have tons of fears and worries.

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Grade 8

A Touchy Subject of Similarity École KLO Middle

more common than people think. Love is a fragile topic, to talk about, to express.

Constantly mixed up with passion, to want, to need. A longing, with no hesitation.

Hatred and admiration are such general emotions, nobody ever talks about it. “ I love him!” Do you truly? Or is it passion for someone you look up to? Passion and love, two very different overwhelming sensations that are converged together at inappropriate times. Having a passion for a significant other is possible, and

To want, is not to love. Not enough people talk about it. Constantly mixed up, it’s a deadly mistake. Of relationships, of lives, of worlds. Hatred is an overused word, I must admit I use it excessively myself.

But that’s not the point. Admiring someone means to look at them in a positive lens, a romanticized view of even the smallest interaction. Admiring

By: Ailish Heck Grade 8

someone is easy, it’s for them to see what you see that’s hard. Loving someone who doesn’t love themself is a touchy topic not enough people talk about.

And yet, when I see someone in my life who truly does mean well, I can’t help but love them. Admire them, appreciate them.

To love yourself is a difficult feat, only the strongest can achieve. You can love others, have so much left over, and not have the ability to love yourself. I look at myself in the mirror every morning when I brush my hair, and anytime I see a mirror, I see me. Looking at myself is a tough thing to do, because I hate that it’s me. I hate what I see, and that what I see is none other than my consciousness.

I constantly wonder and ask myself if anyone sees me the way I see them, with admiration. Or if they see me how I see myself. Do they see themselves how I see the person staring back at me in the mirror? One can never look at another exactly as one sees oneself. It’s not possible to. Similarities, yes. Never the exact same though. Like passion and love, like all to each other.

Tear-Stained Letter six years old, I could remember very

hands wishing that maybe, just maybe

and in the darkness of my messy room,

everything was better when he was here.

I watched as her eyes slowly widened and as her face crumpled like paper.

war would be over.

my cheerful father stood up and hugged me one last time before he completely disappeared.

about my father other than he this was all just a bad dream and when I could make out a faint glow at the edge By: Lenna Barbaza little brought joy to the entire house and that we got up the next morning this horrible of my bed. With a twinkle in his eye,

Grade 8

École KLO Middle The day the mailman came was the day everything changed. For months my once joyful mother had trailed around the house, a ghost of her former self, fearing the worst.

Having left for war when I was only

Tears dripped on the letter from my mother’s pale, ghostly face, her legs buckling from beneath her. Slowly I took the letter from her shaking, clammy hands and tried to comfort her as well as myself. Silently we sobbed in each other’s

Kit Kat by: Maya

Alfie Siggins, Grade 11, pencil crayon

Kit Kat was found on the doorstep of the agency.

She has grass green eyes and she has berry red paws. Kit Kat is the size of a soap bottle and her fur is coal black. She smells like sour candy. She also likes jelly beans flavoured bubblegum.

If you hear claws ripping things it is her. She feels soft like a pillow. She can teleport! A loving and caring person should adopt her.

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We would open the door and he’d be standing there with his usual grin and everything would be alright again. Of course, not every wish gets granted and my night was a sleepless one. The question “Why?” pounded through my head even when I did get some sleep.

Suddenly with a jolt I sat up in my bed,

‘‘

This could have all just been a dream, but to me it made all the difference in the world. My question had been answered through that hug and I could see that my father had given his Tomorrow so that I could have my Today.

People who create #CaringCommunities

Name: Michael Gonzales

What I do: Custodian (school note: Super Hero!)

Why I love public education: Kids learn different cultures, sports schools are inclusive. I love SKE and it’s Sharing Kindness Everyday community.

Favourite hobbies/sport/interest: Play and watch cricket Favourite quote: “ Instead of being sad, just try to be happy.”

What I'm reading: The Bible What I'm listening to: Gospel music What I'm watching: FBI Series Dislikes: Glitter!

Grade 9

My Statement A slam poem, creatively written and spoken by

Brianna Scott

Grade 9 École Dr. Knox Middle

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Inspired by: “Wherein Abigail Fields Recalls Her First Death and, Subsequently, Her Best Life” by Rebecca Roanhorse

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Grade 9

I’m Still Hungry A free verse poem, creatively written by

Brianna Scott

Inspired by “Wherein Abigail Fields Recalls Her First Death And, Subsequently, Her Best Life” from the perspective of the desert.

As my windy voice whispered, the plot taking place I was ready for the shot, my heartless self, no grace Getting out my fork and knife, ready for my fill I saw the coward of the white man riding down the hill And this little girl, so hungry, but not as much as me Her gun pulled out, her voice a shout, our vengeance was the key She lowered the gun, my anger begun, so I pulled at her feet Promises owed, one life must go, but I only got defeat I was starving, my patience carving, a deeper gap in my soul Only vengeance would fill my desire, that’s what I thought, behold I do confess, I was a mess, I entered Barton as a whole My tantrum flying, and Barton dying, the girl so bold She pulled the trigger, and my sigh of relief Lasted for a moment, before came the grief My tummy rumbled louder, the kill had no power Vengeance not fufilled, and now I was the coward.

I’m. Still. Hungry.

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Ice

by: Sailor

Ice the dragon was born in a blue egg on the side of the rood and was left by his mom.

Ice is always happy and he never stops smiling. He makes friends easily. He is the size of a classroom.

His body is blue. He has big sea blue eyes, two pointy front teeth, and a long tail. Ice has blue scaly legs. He also has a lion’s mane.

This dragon does not have wings. He smells like fresh bubble gum. He roars when he is happy and growls when he is mad! His favourite taste is blueberry gum, cotton candy, and mint chocolate chip ice cream! He feels scaly, wet, and cold!

Lisa Wu, Grade 12, The end.

watercolour

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Grade 10

Shooting to Find Joy By: Ben Haas Grade 10

Rutland Senior Secondary “ Ryan Howell, please report to the office,” was announced over the intercom.

Ryan pumped his fists in the air with excitement. “ Yes, I get to miss the test,” he said under his breath as he left his classroom and continued down the hallway. The hallways were painted bland gray, contrasting the poppy red lockers. The paint was chipping, and garbage was collected in corners. While walking down the hallway, Ryan dribbled his imaginary basketball. “ Fakes left, he shoots and scores,” he narrated as he made his way to the office.

Ever since Ryan was little, he dreamt of being a pro basketball player. While finishing his follow-through, he tripped over his loose shoelace, which he was always too lazy to tie, and fell to the ground. “ Pfft, stupid shoelaces,” he mumbled under his breath as he got up quickly, hoping no one saw. As he walked into the office, he saw Mr. Bridge, a tall man who always wore the biggest smile. His hair was gray, or what was left of it, and he dressed younger than he was in a gray long-sleeve with jeans and white converse kicks, but the cool high-top ones. Mr. Bridge looked up from the papers in his hand. “ Ryan, your aunt is here and asked if you could meet her at her car.” “ OK,” Ryan responded without concern.

“Thanks, Mr. Bridge,” he said over his

shoulder as he left the office towards the front doors.

As soon as he opened the front doors, he was hit with a cold blast of air. He noticed his aunt’s car; its obnoxious color demanded your attention. He started running toward her car, and as he got closer, he noticed that her eyes were bloodshot and her eyelids puffy. He was barely in the car when she grabbed him, wrapped her arms around him, and started sobbing. His heart sank to his guts, knowing what she would say before she said it. As she opened her mouth to talk, tears replaced her words as she struggled to give them a voice. “ Your parents have died.”

The words hung in the air as they fell from her mouth, each shooting through his heart like a bullet. His mind warred with the reality that his heart knew, and he fought against it. “ They can’t be dead; they texted me a couple of hours ago,” he argued. “ No, no, no, you’re wrong. You’re lying.”

He cried uncontrollably and pushed his head against the dashboard. He was in a nightmare and fought and cried, desperately trying to escape the pain that tyrannized and robbed him of all he knew.

Five months later Ryan rolled over to his alarm, bossing him to get up. He slammed it carelessly as he pulled himself out of his bed heaven.

He sat on the edge of his mattress, procrastinating the inevitable. He was going to school today. His thoughts were interrupted by his aunt’s voice yelling from downstairs. “ Come get breakfast.” “ In a second,” Ryan yelled back. As Ryan headed downstairs, he passed his reflection in the mirror; curious, he stopped to look at the boy looking back at him. His brown hair was messy and sticking up at the back, and he had pockets of darkness collected under his eyes and sadness stained his face. “ What a mess!” he muttered.

He continued downstairs in defeat, but the thought of breakfast sparked some joy. As Ryan got downstairs, his aunt shoved a bowl of cereal into him. “ Eat quickly. We’re leaving in 20

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minutes.”

He shovelled down the cereal, enjoying its sweetness, while simultaneously gathering his school supplies and cramming them into his backpack.

The car ride to school was quiet. When they pulled into the school parking lot, flashbacks of the day his world was torn apart darted through his head. He closed his eyes, trying to turn off the memories that pushed their way in. His aunt’s warm hand brought him back to reality as she squeezed his hand in hers. “ I know it’s hard for you. Call me if you need me,” she said sincerely. “ OK, thanks, auntie,” Ryan responded, holding back tears as he grabbed his bag from the back seat and opened the door. “ OK, remember you can call me whenever,” she reminded him.

Ryan walked through the school with his head hung in heaviness. “ Well, if it isn’t Ryan, Howell,” someone yelled from the halls.

Ryan pulled his hoodie over his head in an attempt to hide and continued walking.

As he was heading upstairs to get to his class, someone bumped him, shoving him into the lockers. “ Hey, watch where you’re going!”

Ryan pulled his hoodie back in annoyance to see what fool bumped into him.

While looking to find the perpetrator, something caught his eye. An immense orange basketball plastered on a glossy poster that read: Junior Boys Basketball tryouts on November 20 at 6 pm. As Ryan read it, a smile crept onto his face and memories of all the hours he spent with his dad dribbling and shooting hoops flooded his memory. A wave of excitement came over him, a feeling he had long forgotten. He allowed the excitement to stay and held tightly to it for the rest of the day.

The following day Ryan woke up differently; he got up before his alarm clock and made breakfast, scrambled eggs with roasted potatoes, chopped green onion, and shredded marble cheese with a hefty dollop of chipotle sauce. A breakfast hash no cereal could compete against.

Filled up on a hearty breakfast and pride in his culinary skills, he was ready for the day.

Grade 10 The car ride was quiet but peaceful, and all he could think of was getting to the courts. He was armed with a purpose, and he fixated on it. His vision had cleared, and he followed his excitement back to where it had always been, basketball.

When Ryan got to school, he went right to the basketball courts. The concrete courts were neglected with cracks and weeds that were stubbornly but cleverly finding a home in the hidden soil. Ryan noticed there was another kid of similar age and height shooting hoops. Ryan went to the other side of the court, wanting space.

Ryan’s first shot and two dozen to follow all fell short. He was mortified with himself; how could he be so horrible at something he loved? Where did it all go?

Had he lost his shot?

Was that stolen from him too? He continued despite his frustration and mindlessly kept shooting as he felt the excitement drain from him with every missed attempt. Twenty minutes had

passed when he finally glanced up to see about ten people around him.

Ryan asked, “ Hey, how often do you guys play?”

“ Hey, who wants to play 5v5?” A boy yelled.

“ Every morning,” the boy replied.

Ryan, nervous about his skills, hesitated but decided why not.

The following week Ryan went every day to practice with his newfound basketball friends. He enjoyed the distraction it brought him, and he was motivated to make the team and return to something he loved. On the day of the tryouts, Ryan laid out his clothes perfectly, put on his lucky socks, and even brushed his hair. He walked into the tryouts with confidence and expectations. He brought his full effort and noticed the coaches standing together and talking while watching him multiple times during the tryouts. At the very end, the head coach walked over to him. He had broad, strong shoulders and tree-trunk legs. He was the kind of man who would intimidate, but the closer you got, the safer he felt, with his inviting presence and kind eyes.

Ryan chimed in, “ I’ll play.” “ OK, perfect,” the others replied.

Abruptly he passed the ball, and his body took over instinctively.

There was no time to think but respond as he fell into what he knew and loved, the game. Dribbling, shooting, passing, sweating, and high-fiving came rushing back. RIIIIIIIIINNG The school bell interrupted the game, scattering the kids in different directions. “ You’re not bad,” one boy nodded to Ryan as he grabbed his ball and ran towards the school… “ Catcha later, let’s play again,” the boy yelled over his shoulder.

“ Perfect! I’ll see you tomorrow.”

The coach said to Ryan, “ Hey, son,

excellent playing out there.”

Ryan tried to hide the smile that spread across his face. Before he could answer, the coach leaned into Ryan and put his arm around his shoulder. His smell reminded him of his dad’s spicy warmth and manliness, and he breathed it in, savouring the scent of familiarity.

The coach whispered, “ Between you and me, you’re on the team.”

A tear escaped Ryan’s eyes and rolled down his cheek as he felt the warmth of the tear run down his face. A feeling came over him that he thought he had lost forever, joy. At that moment, he realized it wasn’t about making the team but finding something he thought was forever taken with his parents, the ability to know and feel happiness. For once, he could see past the pain that he carried, and although still heavy, he saw a stream of light sneak through the darkness giving a small but spectacular glimpse of the future that awaited him.

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Grade 11 Getting Older

Lightning by: Sonny Lightning the dragon was found on the ring of planet Saturn and brought to Earth.

He has blue, black, yellow, and gray scales. He also has four wings.

His favourite food is savory meat.

He’s as small as a bookmark. He has two poisonous fangs and his favourite thing is playing.

He needs lots of care When Lightning is stressed all you have to do is tickle his tummy.

He needs to sleep after playing.

When he sleeps he slaps his tail on the ground. Lightning sleeps for seven hours. You should adopt this pet!

By: Z. Ardo Grade 11

Mount Boucherie Secondary School

I desperately wanted to be like them.

To be strong, To be capable, To be all-knowing.

I watched myself through the mirror that was my younger sister.

I scrutinized her immaturity, her naivete and her undeniable innocence.

Now, I sit among those I idolized, I watch them speak, But with words of uncertainty and constant complaints.

I sat silently at the children’s table, listening to the adults, and their worthy conversations.

Impatiently waiting to grow up.

I look at the children’s table, And notice their purity, their genuine joy.

I recall the simplicity of how it once was, The effortless excitement for life.

They had secrets that they whispered, And wisdom beyond compare.

Their experience was evident and clear, through the stories they told.

As I look around the table I have graduated to, My heart aches for the past.

If only I had understood The truth about growing up.

‘‘

People who create #CaringCommunities

Name: Leanne Ali

What I do: Learning Assistance Teacher at Kelowna’s alternate education school Why I love public education: Public school is accessible to everyone which creates a system full of diversity and inclusion. I love working with many unique individuals who each bring different skill sets, ideas and views to the team.

There are many opportunities, with professional autonomy, to individualize and differentiate learning to meet the needs of all learners.

Favourite hobby/sport/interest: I love to travel, doing activities, or just hanging out by a body of water, cooking, and spending time with my family.

Favourite quote: “ Your value doesn’t decrease based on someone’s inability to see your worth” Unknown What I'm reading: A Bedouin Dies in the City by Muna Abougoush and The Midnight Lock

by Jeffery Deaver What I'm listening to: Anything that pumps me up and sets the mood for the day, be it my country playlist or Miley Cyrus’ Flowers

Lillian Duff, Grade 11, watercolour

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What I'm watching: Good Moms

Grade 11 “I’ll look for you in the stars” By: M. Webb Grade 11

Mount Boucherie Secondary School

Grandpa It’s so unfamiliar to see you like this.

How age has impacted you.

Etched itself into your life, and transformed you.

You attempt to bury how Vulnerable, Helpless, Pathetic you’ve become.

Because that’s not who you are.

That’s not how you want to be known.

Not how you want to be remembered.

‘‘

Each day you wear a smile on your face.

You’re always quick to respond with snarky remarks.

Eager to spend time with your family.

But deep down I know You’re exhausted, You’re hurting, You’re in pain.

Not from the tumor that has built a home inside you, But because you have to say goodbye To everything you’ve known, To everything you’ve built.

You have to say goodbye too soon.

You’re asked daily whether you’re feeling ok.

Whether you can continue, Or do you need to rest.

It’s rare that you tell others how you’re feeling, What the doctor said, What treatments you’re receiving,

And how are they working?

Whether you’re getting better Or worse.

You keep your ventilator tucked in the farthest corner of your room So that your grandkids don’t see it and ask: “What is this?”

“Why do you need it?”

You’re afraid they’ll grieve before you’re gone, Recall memories from the past while you’re still here to make more.

We know how quickly it will come, Before it finally stops.

Ending in silence.

And for that reason, We’ve already said our goodbyes before you’ve even left.

Because we know you will continue to watch over us as you always have.

And guide us.

Instead, this time, From above.

People who create #CaringCommunities

Name: Trish Marino

What I do: Noonhour Supervisor Why I love public education: I love how inclusive and diverse our public school system is. The kids in our schools have the most incredible teachers, administrators, and support staff behind them, giving our students the opportunity to reach any goals they want to achieve in their future. Most of all it’s the kids that make our schools special and I look forward to spending time with them each and every day.

Favourite hobby/sport/interest: I enjoy, hiking, cycling, music, travelling with my family & decorating my home.

Favourite Quote: “Oh, the places you will go.” - Dr. Seuss We have had this quote on our son’s wall since he was three. To me, it means nothing can ever stand in your way.

What I'm listening to: Ordinary Miracle by Sarah McLachlan & Love Can Build a Bridge by The Judds What I'm watching: Million Dollar Listing LA - I highly recommend The Neighbourhood (I watch it with my husband. We love it!)

Together We Create Caring Communities Please consider joining your school’s Parent Advisory Council (PAC) Executive to ensure that students can continue to benefit from the BC Gaming grant funds available annually to school PACs. Please reach out to your school principal to learn more.

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Grade 12 The Suitcase feigned the kind of oblivious air that he knew made him a target. Thus far, however, he had earned little more gratification than was gained from twisting the wrists of attempted pickpockets and returning glares to the local homeless population.

By: Acacia Cousins Grade 12

Mount Boucherie Secondary School Just as he expected, the check in counter was empty.

Bill neatly printed his full name, address, and credit card number on the back of a Ralph Lauren receipt and placed it on the desk, daring somebody to snatch it. To ruin his pretty little life.

Tonight though, as Bill was settling into his grungy room, his eyes fell onto a rust-coloured suitcase protruding from within the closet. Something inside him lit up, a violent excitement that he hadn’t felt in years, and he began to approach it.

His brain was already crafting a hundred different possible scenarios. He saw how it would all go down. Bill had an idea.

Delicately, he removed the revolver and tucked it into the deep inside pocket of his coat. Carefully tucking the bills back into the suitcase, he removed the loaded bag, replacing it with his own alligator skinned briefcase.

Even with his name engraved in the corner and ten other identifying contents, Bill wasn’t taking any chances. He withdrew another receipt from his wallet and scrawled a lazy note.

He then slipped behind the counter, selected the corresponding room key, and started down the narrow hall, creating as much of a disturbance as he could.

Something brown and crinkled poked through the unzipped corner. Bill caught the laminated paper between two fingers and retrieved it smoothly. Bill’s eyes lit up and he said hello to Sir Robert Borden.

Whenever he was in the mood for self-destruction, when he was bored out of his mind with all of it and felt he couldn’t feign contentedness for one more second, Frank wandered down the side streets and back alleys until he found a place just like this; the shadier the better. He wore his nicest loafers, relaxed his grip on his briefcase,

With morbid curiosity, he pulled back the zipper. The brownish bills spilled out across the floor. Bill crouched down to scoop up the glorious things but froze as he came face to face with the slick black revolver.

Without a backwards glance, Bill left the filthy room as it was and made his way easily back to the train station.

He would not stop for dinner on the way home. Whoever the suitcase belonged to; Bill was sure that they would be back for it before long.

His breath caught, but it was only a moment that he felt the fear stronger than the excitement.

Bill’s fingers curled comfortably around the handle of his new toy; he would be waiting.

I appreciate the down payment.

Bill thought for a moment and then added his address.

On Gloomy Days By: Acacia Cousins Grade 12

Mount Boucherie Secondary School Sixteen years of living And I could never understand How anyone could possibly Hate the rain

Although I suppose Somebody could argue The same of the years I have spent Despising the sun When the sun comes out I am a creature Pale, poor sighted, Slithering under rocks To escape the blinding light

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The skin-scorching rays Swimming under floppy hats Sunscreen and UV protective clothing But when the sky is gray Possibly accompanied By a light sprinkling of raindrops I am just like everybody else Living, breathing, walking down the street Happy to be outside and alive In the gloom I am free

Free summer events Have fun in the sun with activities for all ages & abilities Customer Appreciation Day June 14 | 7 a.m. - 6 p.m. | Parkinson Recreation Centre Join us for indoor and outdoor celebrations at PRC with free access to the pool and fitness centre all day long! Try program demos, learn more about summer activities and events plus, games, prizes, and Park & Play will be on-site!

Dancing in the Park Wednesdays, July 12 - August 30 | 6:30 - 7:45 p.m. | Stuart Park Dance along with a qualified instructor at Stuart Park - try a different style of dance every week.

No advance registration is required. Just show up! All ages, abilities and experiences are welcome.

SunsetYoga Wednesdays, July 12 - August 30 | 8 - 9 p.m. | Stuart Park Enjoy the sunset with a yoga practice taught by a qualified instructor at Stuart Park. No advance registration is required. Just show up! All ages, abilities and experiences are welcome. Please bring your own yoga mat. This event follows Dancing in the Park, which runs from 6:30-7:45 p.m. Join us for both events or just one.

Roller Nights Tuesdays, July 11 - August 29 | 7:30 - 9:30 p.m. | Stuart Park Come roll with us at Stuart Park! Bring your inline or roller skates (plus your helmet) for an evening of skating with friends. No advance registration is required. Just show up! All ages, abilities and experiences are welcome. Skate rentals are available on-site.

Park & Play Weeknights in July & August | 5 - 8 p.m. | Various parks Park & Play is a free, all-ages event that runs weeknights from 5-8 p.m. throughout July and August at various parks throughout Kelowna. Bring the whole family to Park & Play to enjoy recreational activities like soccer, running parachutes, disc slam, catch, bean bag toss, giant board games, relays, inflatables and bouncers, and more. Plus, Park & Play “pops-up” with even more opportunities for families to play and connect on Wednesday mornings!

Cultural District Walking Tours Saturdays, July 8 - September 30 | 10 a.m. - 12 p.m. | 238 Queensway Ave Cultural District Walking Tours follow a historical route of approximately two kilometres, highlighting the past and present of Kelowna’s Cultural District, starting and ending at the Kelowna Visitor Centre. Learn more at kelowna.ca/culturaldistrict.

Please note: no tour on August 5 or September 2.

Find even more free events to enjoy this summer at kelowna.ca/calendar.