Mars Hill Newspaper Vol 20 Issue 4

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November 4, 2015

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TREVOR MCMAHAN managing editor

LUCAS KOEHN visual editor

DAVID PUNNAMMANNIL photo editor

DARBY ARENS layout editor

Special breakfast I ate ‘special breakfast’ this morning. It has been at least five years since my last bowl, and so, in honor of this issue on nostalgia, I embarked on reliving my favorite childhood breakfast.

Here is the thing about reliving childhood memories—it is never as good as the original.

Yes, I enjoyed my bowl of special breakfast (a milky graham cracker paste). However, it was not eaten out of my Peter Rabbit bowl, my brother was not sitting next to me rubbing sleep from his eyes, and my mother was not the one who made the breakfast. I made it myself. I used the wrong graham crackers. The bowl was all wrong.

I ate alone.

Now, before you shed a tear for my sad morning, let us remember that I did this to myself. I subjected myself to reliving something that exists so clearly and beautifully in a time that no longer exists. I can revisit the sensations of the experience, but they will never fully breathe life into the events as I once knew them to be.

In our contemporary Christian culture, I think that we sometimes feel a sense of nostalgia for when times were ‘simpler’—not better, but simpler. There was an ease to the way things were deemed black and white, and we rarely had to meddle with the temptress ‘grey’.

Due to the nature of the content published in the last Mars’

Hill issue, a lot of people had varied reactions to the articles.

We encourage and invite conversation on what you read.

However, we also encourage our readers to step away from the black and white ideology of years past in order to dig into the stories of the people around us. If you are unable to put aside your framework of reference, you will not be able to understand individuals in their lived experiences. Below is a Letter to the Editor concerning the feature piece from our prior issue.

If you are interested in submitting a Letter to the Editor in the future, please direct your submissions to marshill@gmail.com.

Dear Anonymous (and like-minded friends), Forty minutes after I finished my presentation at the MA in Counselling Psychology Research and Clinical Colloquium on October 23rd, I picked up a copy of the Mars’ Hill. I began to read your article and I had one of those rare instances of feeling that our “meeting” (on that page) was more than mere luck. Your reflections are timely and compelling! You see, my presentation was entitled: “(S)existential Intersections: The meaning of masculinity and sexuality for bisexual males in emerging adulthood.” In the coming year I am hoping to conduct a qualitative study of the experiences of males, 18-25 years old, who resonate with any or all aspects of bisexuality. (I would love to hear from females as well.)

LARISSA TENORIO web editor

HEIDI RENNERT chief copy editor

I want to know what it is like to live in the ‘gaps’ between the dominant binaries of heterosexual/homosexual. I want to understand how that affects you, emotionally, intellectually, spiritually, relationally, and behaviourally. I want to hear what your masculinity and sexuality means to you. Have you found congruency or are you still searching? I want to find out how your spirituality and/or religious tradition aided or hampered your identity formation.

This letter is not an invitation to participate in research. Our conversation(s) will not be considered as data for future research. However, confidentiality will be strictly maintained and connecting with me does not in any way mean you must participate in future research.

Sincerely, Ryan Schutt MA Graduate Student in Counselling Psychology

MATT RUBULIAK

advertising & finance manager

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MISSION TO MARS

The mission of Mars’ Hill, as the official student newspaper of Trinity Western University, is to inform and entertain its readers, cultivate awareness of issues concerning the TWU community and provide a forum for purposeful, constructive discussion among its members in accordance with the Community Covenant, Statement of Faith, and Core Values of the University.

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SPECIAL THANKS

Kat Grabowski for the team photos

rjschutt@gmail.com EDITORIAL POLICY

Mars’ Hill encourages submissions and letters to the Editor. Mars’ Hill reserves the right to edit submissions for style, brevity and compatibility with the Mission, Statement of Faith, the Community Community Covenant, and the Core Values of the University.

Anonymous authorship of any material may be granted at the discretion of the Editor-in-Chief.

Opinions expressed in Mars’ Hill belong to the individual authors and do not necessarily reflect those of the editorial board, Trinity Western University, its officials or its Student Association.

CONTRIBUTORS Keenan Marchand Emily Garrison Nathan Stein Claire Peister Tara Gorman Michelle Scully Kirsten McAllister Becky Goertzen Courtney Brice Sam Rosenau Natalie Boldt The Amy’s Cheyanne Makelki Liesel Giesbrecht Chloe Heuchert Sarah Williams Kaitlin Bloemberg Mackenzie Johnson Bailey Broadbent

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If you could live in any decade what would it be? “The 1920’s lifestyle makes my heart sparkle” - Alec Gloanec

November 4, 2015

MADELINE GALLARD

The dangers of faith

Dr. Sargon Donabed reveals a christian people in crisis

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In a series of lectures on religious freedom, Dr. Sargon Donabed of Roger Williams University in Massachusetts shared the plight of minorities in ISIS controlled territory. Among these territories dwell thousands of Assyrian Christians who find themselves in grave jeopardy of extinction, not just as a people but as a culture.

The details Dr. Donabed provided gave proof of a people running, hiding, and converting for their lives. In the city of Mosul, the homes of Christians were marked, and their occupants were given a series of options: pay a substantial tax, flee, convert and support ISIS, or be beheaded.

The women are subject to unspeakable acts. ISIS soldiers barter over “having” Christian women and girls.

In one horrifying account, an ISIS soldier forced a pregnant women into a miscarriage.

When she begged for her child’s life, he nonchalantly replied that he would give her a legitimate child instead of the “pagan one” she carried. The rape of Christian women in ISIS controlled territories has become systematic.

This pattern of events—conquest, beheadings, genocide, and rape—are tragically familiar to Assyrian Christians. In 1933, the people of Simele, Iraq, inaccurately seen as a vestige of colonial power, were brutally attacked.

The men were shot, priests were desecrated, and women were routinely violated. When news of this reached the international community, the response was negligible. Fifteen years earlier, 300,000 Assyrians were killed in the midst of World War I while many others were forcibly converted to Islam. So vicious were these attacks that when

the term “genocide” was coined, these incidents were cited as clear examples of what the term sought to express.

Fast-forward to modern day and we find that history, while it may not be repeating itself, at least rhymes. Recently, 250 Christians were taken hostage by ISIS. Three men, on camera, were shot and killed point blank for their faith. ISIS is demanding over $14 million for the release of the others, including women and children, threatening to execute the others if their demands

Assyrian Christians who have dwelled in their traditional homeland for centuries find themselves scattered about the world, and there is a clear danger that their traditions and customs will be lost.

As ISIS continues to gain control in territories where Assyrian Christians and other minority groups have lived, churches are ransacked, defaced, and altogether destroyed. These acts are done in the belief that “nothing comes before ISIS or after it.” And so, five-hundred-year-old Aramaic manuscripts of untold value are burnt.

a r e not met.

Other than condemnation, the Western world’s response has been passive. When an American Christian is captured and Kurdish fighters are apprehended, the world responds. These events prompt the question: is this the end of Christianity in the Middle-East? The odds do not seem to favour the Assyrians, and yet they persevere as they have persevered for centuries, by the grace of God. Those able to flee find themselves displaced, and the occurrence of an Assyrian diaspora puts Assyrian culture in danger.

In March of 2015, St. George’s monastery was ransacked then dismantled. In the cities of Mosul and Khabur, four churches were looted then razed to the ground.

Internal organizations have sprung up in an attempt to garner aid for the persecuted.

They have actively advocated for those kidnapped. Their voices have been largely undermined by the displacement of their people.

Other vulnerable members of minorities have joined militias in an effort to protect their families.

In this sense, an internal response

has been somewhat limited.

One word characterizes the Western world’s response to the genocide, persecution, and injustice that has surrounded Assyrian Christians and other minorities in the Middle-East: insufficient. The United States’ Chaldean Catholics have offered something of a safe haven for Assyrian Christians, and Sweden’s response to this crisis has been somewhat stronger than that of other Western nations. In relation to the amount of endangered minority people groups, this number is small. If assisting persecuted minorities in the Middle-East was a tennis match, Canada’s score would be love. (By the way, love in tennis is not a good thing.)

But this is not a game, is it?

These are human lives. These are priceless world heritage sites and artefacts. This is a culture that will be forever lost. These are our brothers and sisters in Christ who have been suffering for decades, even centuries. We cannot pretend to know what that is like. In our lack of understanding, however, we can have sympathy. We can raise awareness. We can pray. We can lobby our government for more action, rather than less (here’s looking at you, Prime Minister Trudeau).

And so, on Thursday, October 29, we prayed for the Assyrian Christians, lighting candles in memory of their past, in recognition of their presence and in full expectation of their future. I would like to encourage you to do likewise, even if you missed the vigil. The unity of the Christian Church demands an empathetic and full-scale response, not just for Assyrian Christians, but for other minority groups scattered throughout the areas affected by ISIS. Woe be it to us if this situation escalates and our response remains relatively indifferent.

History looks unkindly on the appeasers and the apathetic.

If you could live in any decade what would it be? “In Italy during its prime” - Zach Friesen

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November 4, 2015

By Levin C. Handy (per http://hdl.loc.gov/loc.pnp/cwpbh.04326) [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons

You don’t have to sit in school to stand among greatness.

› Thomas Edison: The world’s most extraordinary failure never gave up.

Thank goodness.

open. online. everywhere. go.athabascau.ca/online-courses

Feeling gleeful

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The following quote from Barbra Streisand has always struck me: “Art does not exist only to entertain, but also to challenge one to think, to provoke, even to disturb, in a constant search for truth.” This quote has felt especially relevant in my recent efforts to bring back TWU’s Glee Club.

Starting a club is a lot of work, especially as a first year trying to figure out everything in your second semester.

The idea all started when I tried to seek out the Glee Club on campus, but, after asking around, soon discovered that no such club existed. I had been informed that the club had been cancelled two years prior to my arriving on campus. TWUSA told me that I could resurrect the club myself, but as a freshman, I did not really know what the process would entail. Having thought it

through in my first two weeks, I finally shelved away the idea of resurrecting the club.

My original desire to bring back the club stemmed from my love of music, especially musical theatre. Singing has always been a life-long passion of mine, particularly throughout my earlier experiences as a teenager singing in choir and at church. Another reason why I wanted to bring back the Glee Club was because TWU does not have a choir quite like this. We have all the choral classes and formal choirs, but we did not have one where students could pick their own songs and choose how they wanted to sing them.

During Christmas break, the desire to bring back the club struck me out of nowhere, so I began the process of figuring out what a Glee Club would look like. Getting in contact with the last Glee Club president gave me a sense of what to expect and how to prepare. After the break, the club got ratified, and I found an amazing team who were a joy to work with. That whole semester

felt like a test to see if the club could survive. Naturally, I had my doubts and moments of feeling like giving up, but I knew that this club could be something wonderful if it persevered. These experiences only made me stronger and gave me a sense of how to prepare for whatever further trials and tribulations I may face in the future.

The Glee Club encourages self-expression by allowing you to pick your own material to sing.

We first form a list of suggestions, and then we discuss as a group what we want to do and how we can perform these songs differently. Despite the seriousness that comes from learning and perfecting these songs, we always have fun practicing and creating them.

The Glee Club is back this year, and we are stronger than ever. I am so thankful for the supportive and caring team we have. We will be performing at Open Mic nights, the Orb, and Christmas caroling around campus, as well as holding in-club events. If you would like to sign up, please contact us at twugleeclub@gmailcom.

FOR MEN FOR WOMEN

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On Friday, October 23rd, LIFE+APP hosted a Soul event titled “For Men For Women” at Chief Sepass Theatre in Fort Langley. The purpose of the evening was to raise awareness about the objectification of women in our society and challenge men to rally in support of cultural change. The event’s advertising featured a quote by Desmond Tutu: “It is by standing up for the rights of girls and women that we truly measure up as men.”

LIFE+APP is a non-profit organization launched in 2014 by a local Langley family. It is designed to be a variation on church that is not limited exclusively to Christians, but rather seeks to include and reach people of all backgrounds, religions, cultures, and sexual orientations.

The Penner family saw a need in their community for people to be able to connect with God in a safe place free of the negative stigmas and vassociations found in the church.

The event started out with the two parents, Jonathan and Teresa Penner, introducing the night, speaking about what LIFE+APP Soul was and giving a glimpse

into the event’s theme: For Men For Women. The classy venue, paired with the organization’s professional media presentations and Pinterestworthy décor, gave the event a polished and welcoming ambiance.

In addition, the three brothers in the Penner family, Josh, Gabe, and Levi, compose the talented local Langley band Her Brothers, whose focus is to raise awareness about women’s issues.

They have made it their dream as a band to “lead and inspire men to stand up for, encourage, and become positive male influences in the lives of women in our world

“It is by standing up for the

guest musicians, covered a variety You, and Faith. and spiritual growth through of songs throughout the evening, Circles are a small-group rights of girls and women that workshops, coaching, mentoring, from “Roxanne” to “Just The Way equivalent to the LIFE+APP and other resources.

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If you could live in any decade what would it be? “Medieval Era. It’d be sweet to live in a castle” - Carter Perran

November 4, 2015

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The talented performers of TWU started the year off strong at the first Open Mic Night on Thursday, October 22nd. With the consumption of over 400 Italian sodas, a creative “Sail” rendition, a saxophone, a couple of original pieces, “If I Ain’t Got You” done better than Alicia Keys herself, and Brian Yoon’s phenomenal voice to end it all, the night successfully showcased the incredible variety and diversity of the talent held in the vocal chords and fingertips of Trinity Western students.

Although there exists on campus a vast variety of clubs, events and groups that serve to show-

case the specialties, hobbies and aptitudes of Trinity Western Students, Open Mics are a rare opportunity to appreciate how much musical, lyrical and poetic skill one campus holds. Often, it can be far too easy to forget the beauty, creativity and hard work of one’s peers. As a student body, it is vital to cultivate outlets where this beauty, creativity and hard work can be expressed, and although students function primarily in an academic institution, talent that cannot be showcased through solely academics is just as important to recognize; it needs to be simultaneously expressed and appreciated. After all, it’s the quiet girl that sits in the back row of GEO 121 who has the vocal chords of Beyoncé, and it’s the boy next door that can rock one’s world with a personalized song addressed just to you, Kathryn Hall.

Speaking specifically from the perspective of TWUSA, we were delighted with both the performances and the turnout.

We discovered our preference for raw talent as opposed to meat #dormskits2015, and are sincerely grateful for the effort and practice that so many of the performers put into the night. This year, the team’s vision for Open Mic Nights is to make them into larger-scale events; by providing things such as drinks, food, more décor, programs, and opportunities to sit back or socialize, individuals are able to perform in front of bigger audiences and greater number of people are able to appreciate the talent that Trinity students so clearly possess. At TWU, there is never any shortage of events, but Open Mic Nights are one of the few specifically that are completely determined by the students who attend. A big thank you

goes out to everyone who performed, cheered, participated, attended, cleaned up and consumed excessive amounts of whipped cream.

Looking forward to the next Open Mic Night in December and the others in the spring to come. Stay tuned friends!

All on the same map

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Reprinted with permission

Photo credit: Reconciliation Canada

On Thursday, October 22, esteemed guest Chief Dr. Robert Joseph, O.B.C. gave the inaugural lecture of TWU’s Institute of Indigenous Issues and Perspectives. Chief Joseph is the ambassador for the nonprofit organization Reconciliation Canada, and a leading voice in the quest to bring healing to the victims of Canada’s residential school system.

For those who do not know, for the better part of Canada’s history as a nation, Aboriginal children were taken from their families and sent to isolated residential schools, often run by churches. Their objective, supported by the Government of Canada, was to assimilate the children, separating them from their culture, traditions, and language — an act which the recent Truth and

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Reconciliation Commission deemed “cultural genocide.”

The children were abused verbally, physically, and sexually. While the practice mostly ceased in the 1960s, the scars are still felt, both among the survivors, of which Chief Joseph is one, and the newer generations.

Chief Joseph has been involved with determining reparations for residential school survivors for the past twenty years. In the beginning, the outlook seemed hopeless. “It seemed like we [would] always be victims,” he stated, “like we [would] never be free from despair.” At that time, no one ever talked about having survivors tell their stories, but once, at a workshop on healing, Chief Joseph was talking with other band elders when they realized that they, “through the storytelling and the tears, would free [themselves].”

But he does not see, nor want, this issue to be one handled by the First Nations, Métis, and Inuit alone. Chief Joseph was very clear: this is a path that we walk together. He stated that we all suffer some sort of trauma in our lives, and it is through that commonality where

If you could live in any decade what would it be? “Probably the 80’s” - Tyson Edigar

understanding can begin: an understanding that embraces and celebrates multiculturalism.

That is Chief Joseph’s ultimate call, and he recognizes that it will not always be easy. Opposition to the idea of reconciliation can still be found, but he sees it as a question of how we embrace our diversity and get past our fears of each other. He challenged the audience not to be silent when the world is hurting, and I pass that challenge on to you. “Anyone can affect reconciliation,” he says. “We will not be the country we want to be if we don’t work on this.”

Throughout his lecture, there were moments when you could hear the pain in Chief Joseph’s voice. He is a survivor, and that was clear when he recounted his own story in the postlecture Q&A session. Through his experience in the schools, and his struggles with alcoholism and loneliness, he reflects, “What I wanted was a sense of dignity; the notion that I had a purpose.” This is what has been lost, what reconciliation seeks to restore. In doing that, then Chief Joseph’s ultimate definition of reconciliation can be achieved: peace within.

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November 4, 2015

The oedipal age pt. II

CAM THIESSEN

On symbolic knowing

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In my previous article, I argued that a parallel exists between modern science and the myth of Oedipus. I argued that such ignorant striving as led Oedipus to his ruin has similarly led modernity to the neglect of man’s inner self through a dogmatic subjection to objectivity invoked in the name of science. How then to remedy this loss of self ?

In the same way as Oedipus did not err simply on account of his existing, science cannot be faulted simply for its presence in human knowing. Yet, to avoid error, it must be self-aware in a way that Oedipus was not: it must know the role that has been set before it and seek no more than that role’s fulfillment. Science is not truth, nor is it the essence of knowing truth, though it can be helpful in truth’s discovery. There is difficulty in science only insofar as its objectivity is not limited to that which qualifies as an object.

Alas, it was in ignorance that our enlightened forefathers turned the engines of science upon the task of creating meaning. The

concrete facts that science affirms so well are not sufficient to observe the heart of mankind, and so, viewed through this lens alone, man appears desolate and devoid of purpose. This is because, in and of themselves, facts are meaningless—signs signifying nothing.

Meaning exists in and is created by subjects when they interpret the things they have perceived, so meaning is ultimately subjective.

As such, science as an end in itself, pursuing the most perfect, objective forms of truth, means nothing. In being an end in itself, science obliterates the subjective.

It is science that perfects my interaction with the objective elements of myself, in helping me to know them as they really are, but it is the function of symbolism by which I know those purely subjective elements existing solely within myself and also see what objects may represent. As opposed to scientific knowing, which is concerned with discerning concrete fact, symbolic knowing is concerned with reflection upon the abstracted meaning of things with what they represent.

In symbolic knowing, relations can be found between seemingly unrelated elements, such as when metaphors and analogies are constructed from simpler things to explain significantly more vast

and complex things. Symbolic knowing understands that symbols are not what they symbolize yet allows comprehension of the symbolized through the symbol.

In pursuing symbolism to its most complex iteration, myths are formed. A myth is best understood as an elaborate complex of symbols by which thematic aspects of humankind can be conveyed and understood without necessitating their expression through systematic, logical sequence. In this way, I am able to connect the science of modernity with the Oedipus of antiquity, for both share roots in one of the great thematic truths of humanity.

But the modern man is no longer aware of his myths or symbols, and so he has grown in ignorance and diminished in purpose. He observes in the character of Oedipus not his thematic self, but an individual whose actual existence is little more than doubtful.

He approaches the objects of his study with

exceptional thoroughness and rigor, yet fails to understand the truths that they as symbols represent. He discounts his religion because the slightest deviation from concrete fact in its scriptures violates its claim on truth. Thus he turns to science, for science in its wisdom refrains from the foolishness of parable.

Science is reasoned, logical, plain, and forthright about that which it does and does not know. He does not recognize that this exclusion of the subject is nothing more than a slow death, for, in refusing to recognize the interplay of the subject and object in his understanding of the wor ld, he functions only so well

as a heart that attempts to pump blood without ever contracting.

As such, the only remedy for his condition is to pursue a balance of the two, of scientific and symbolic knowing, and so achieve an oppositional unity in his orientation towards truth. In the end, we are not bound to our myths as if to some compulsory script. Although in observing modern science, one may also observe the tragic king Oedipus, science itself need not meet the same fate.

an upside down version of my golden mystery woman.

“Oh! I’m so sorry!” I flustered, turning bright red, “I’ve made it the wrong way—but, no

John burst out laughing, agreeing with this declaration. His reaction was much more gracious and affirming of my artistic intelligence than I had expected.

As I later came to find out and came to be inspired by, John had a great hope in Jesus Christ and was a faithful witness in the little coffee shop world. He became a symbol of hope for me.

The majority of my high school career was characterized by frequent anxiety attacks and depression. Often, the short, daily encounters I would have with John’s gentle and loving spirit were what carried me through the day. As we became friends, we discovered a similar love for music, poetry, and literature, and I learned from him to see God in these things.

He had walked with Jesus for thirty years and was now able to stand on the other side of young

adulthood’s test and bear witness to God’s faithfulness. I was still a young teenager, looking at life straight on, through the lens of my youth and expectancy of what life should be like. I would think to myself, if he has made it this far and still has hope, I can make it there too. We were looking at the same picture of youth, but from different ends, and that brought me comfort.

John was only a barista from whom I would order coffee for two years. A short, balding, twenty-nine year old, cat-loving musician, with impeccable taste in hats, a twinkle in his sky blue eyes, and the best caramel latte maker SoCal has ever seen. After eight years working at Augies, he retired to travel through Spain and the Netherlands and currently lives in England, working with an organization named L’abrie.

John left the coin lady out on display that night, and as I drifted back to the table where I had been sitting with my brother, I heard him chuckling to himself knowingly.

The coin lady

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The clinking of coins echoed through the nearly empty Augies Coffee House as money spilled from my hand to the glossy wooden countertop. This fall evening had been one of those rare and rainy ones in Redlands, California. My brother and I had gone out for late coffees in order to be social before the day came to a close.

“What’ll it be for you tonight?”

“Hi. A White Goji tea, please.”

“Sure, I can do that for ya. It’ll be $2.25.”

“Thanks. Also, I’m paying in all coins. Sorry—I’m that person tonight. So sorry,” I said and exhaled awkwardly, unzipping the little golden pocket of my wallet to pull out the extensive coinage I had stashed inside.

“Oh, it’s fine. Just throw ’em all out on the counter and make a pretty picture or something,” said the man, John, carelessly waving

his arm as he spun around to get my tea started.

As the shop neared closing time, I decided to take up his offer and create a picture.

I began by shaping a tall loop of pennies and twisting up one end: two nickels inside for eyes, a curled smile of dimes, and four quarters to form the neck.

John returned to the counter as I was adjusting one last penny to fit into a cascade of copper hair.

“Observe the golden locks,” I said dramatically, “as they flow gracefully from le head of ze woman, and how ze slight tilt of her face gives off an air of mystery.” I had never before held an actual conversation with John and now found myself inviting him to join the thorough critique of my coin artwork.

Then, I realized we had a problem. John was contemplating

matter! An artist never considers his audience when creating. It’s all about freedom of expression, am I right?”

If you could live in any decade what would it be? “1889” - Anna Zadnipryanaya

November 4, 2015

In the beginning, God said

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There is a poster hanging in my room. It is a painted rendition of the Last Supper. However, surrounding Jesus are not his classically portrayed disciples, but a variety of people of diverse races, each wearing different cultural garb, all leaning in and avidly listening to his words. The poster asks a simple question, “What language would Jesus use to speak to them?” And the answer is equally simple: their own.

Over my past three years of studying Applied Linguistics, I have dissected language into its smallest parts. I know that very specific muscles move our mouths to articulate specific sounds.

These sounds interact with others, and when spoken together, they hold powerful meaning for the listener while to others it remains gibberish. I know that bits and pieces of other sounds attached to these words allow us to recognize when someone tells us that they walked to the park or they will be walking to the park. I know that these words, when put together and moved around, allow us to communicate our greatest joys and deepest fears.

In short, I learned that language, the form, function, and structure, in all its complexity, is an ability that is as alive and breathing as those who use it.

It is estimated that there are around 7,000 languages in use today. Around 550 of these languages have a complete Christian Bible, 1,330 have access to the New Testament and other scriptures, and there are over 2,000 language projects currently underway. But that still leaves 1,800 languages with no current linguistic research, amassing to over 180 million people who have

never heard the word of God. I have been asked many times whether it would be not easier if missionaries taught these people English and then gave them an English Bible instead.

The main argument that I have against this question is that language, in and of itself, is a manner in which one views the world. One of the best examples that I have come across originates from the autobiography of David Watters, who worked as a translator in Nepal in the late 1960s. He lived with a remote and isolated people group, the Kham Magar, where he devoted his time to learning their language, building relationships, and delivering the saving message of Christ.

Throughout his time with the Kham people, he faced many misunderstandings as they navigated through their extensive cultural differences.

As he began translating key concepts of the Bible into their language, he faced a conundrum.

It appeared that the Kham people, who often held severe grudges against one another, did not understand the doctrinal concept of forgiveness. He was discouraged to the point of abandoning his project altogether until he overheard two shepherds discussing a conflict with a neighbour. The shepherd exclaimed that he was so angry with the other man that he had “strung him up in his heart.” Watters knew then that he had found his answer and asked the man if he would consider “untying the strings.”

The variation in the ways that people perceive the world through language does not allow us to have one unified bible. The width and breadth of linguistic variation could only be achieved if people experienced humanity in very different ways. It is bittersweet to know that a person’s first encounter with Jesus was not in their native language when I know that I was able to learn scripture in

all of the homely comforts of my mother tongue. To me, language is home. Every home is made out of different materials. Each hallway leads to different rooms and each room serves different functions.

The decorations on walls and shelves are tiny indicators of the resident’s experiences and aspirations. Every home is different, but it is home nonetheless.

Language goes beyond both the physical script and phonetic sounds.Collective,communicative language is what separates us from every other living thing on this planet. It transcends physical barriers and bridges the gap between the tangible and philosophical. We have the means to verbalize the human experience and articulate metaphysical concepts. Language allows us to wrap esoteric human thought around our tongues and weave ideation back into reality.

Language is alive. It makes sense, therefore, that different languages illuminate the breadth of the human experience. And it makes even more sense that the Bible, which teaches its readers to extend beyond the mortal framework of life and to strive for the eternal, is presented in a way that encompasses the scope of someone’s individual and unique way of viewing the world.

Language is powerful. Language can kill, it can create, and it can radically change a person’s life. Language is not just about hearing words. It is about understanding them. It is tragic to be presented such an important and radical text such as the Bible in a language that does not fit the scope of a person’s reality. The Bible is the living and breathing word of God, and it deserves to be read and spoken in the words that people all over the world live and breathe every day.

In the beginning, God said.

If you could live in any decade what would it be? “I’d love to be a hippy” - Heather Radant

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The allure of eastern orthodoxy

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scully

The Protestant Christian traditions of the West base their practice and understanding on the principle of sola scriptura, the Latin doctrine meaning, “by scripture alone.” You may not have heard it phrased this way, but I guarantee that, if you grew up in a Protestant church, you have experienced the effects of this principle.

Although the Protestant Reformation was right in counteracting the Roman Catholic authorities of the Middle Ages, could it also be possible that the “baby got thrown out with the bath-water?” If scripture is supposed to be the ultimate guiding force in the Christian’s life and the life of the church, how is it possible that the God-breathed texts have resulted in so many different, often contradictory interpretations of scripture within communities which supposedly profess the same doctrines?

What has led to this pandemic of church splitting, the fruits of which are divisiveness, individualism, and, at times, cultish expressions and digressions of the Christian faith? Furthermore, many young Evangelicals experience a crisis of faith because they are taught that the Bible is a moral handbook that has answers for all of life’s

problems. Do not get me wrong— I am not saying that the Bible is not authoritative. I am merely questioning the sense in which it is intended to be authoritative over the life of Christians. Sorry Trinity freshmen—I do not think that the Bible has answers for how to date in the 21st century.

In all these arguments, deliberations, and scholastic ruminations of “seeking truth” in scripture, the West’s use of only the scripture (and, at times, the exegetical assertions of charismatic church leaders) as a guiding tool leaves out, if not completely forgets, a large part of the body of Christ: The Orthodox Church.

For those of you who are not Religious Studies or History majors, let me very briefly re-cap the history of the church. There were the apostles, then the early church, and then the great schism of 1054 in which the bishop of Rome decided he wanted more power than the other bishops of the church (going against the consensual nature of the early church).

Then there was the Protestant Reformation which fought against the injustices of the Roman Catholic Church, followed by ensuing church splits which continue to occur today.

So while the Eastern Church has carried on fighting to preserve the early teachings of the church (which is too large a subject to address in this article), the West has been doing its own thing, thus resulting in dramatically different ways of understanding and living out the Christian faith.

These differences can be

alarming, at times giving the appearance that Protestant Christianity and Orthodox Christianity are completely different religions.

However, our differences should not cause us to “heathenize” one another but rather to draw out the good from one another. For Protestants who can often get caught up in overly subjective, emotional, contextually-disconnected, or uneducated interpretations of scripture, there is much to learn from the preserved ways of interpreting scripture in the Orthodox faith.

To begin, the Roman Catholics, and subsequently the Protestants as well, use a Latin interpretation of scripture as their starting point, while the Orthodox use the Greek interpretation. This distinction may seem “nitpicky,” but it leads to dramatic differences in theological understanding of scripture. Another dramatic difference is that the Orthodox faith does not operate in the realm of sola scriptura. Orthodox Christians would most likely ask you

to show them where in the Bible it advocates sola scriptura. They would then proceed to ask from where the current compilation of books we call the “Old” and “New Te s t a m e n t ” came.

The answer, for Orthodox Christians, is that it came from the Tradition of the Church, from the apostles guided by the Holy Spirit.

Now, I know this may sound anathema to some, but given the current state of the Western Church, I believe we have much to learn from the ancient faith of the Eastern Church. If you have ever had a theological question and been told that you “just need to have more faith,” or have recognized the discrepancies and contradictions in Western ways of interpreting scripture and considered searching outside the Christian faith for answers, be of good cheer, for there are other ways of thinking and practicing the Christian faith without leaving the body of Christ.

The perfection contradiction

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kirsten

mcallister

I remember a time when I was fourteen, lying in my bed, tucked under the covers with my little sister, and sweating in my palms. On nights like these she would curl up and listen quietly while I fumbled for words.

“I just feel like I’m made for something...great,” I said, barely letting the words escape. I had never said it to anyone, and I felt the blood gush to my cheeks.

Years before I found the words to put it like this, I was already in love with the exceptional.

In elementary school, when we raised salmon in a fish tank, I claimed the smolt with the bent fin, and I changed my favorite color every time my siblings decided they loved the same one as me. In high school, I remained un-kissed longer than my friends, daily drawing and redrawing the lines around my eyes to make sure

it was not for lack of being desirable. The perfect contradiction, I thought.

In this way I grew up with eyes over my shoulders, as many do, watching the shadows

and measuring my life by the length and width that

my own shadow could cast on those around me. But the funny thing about shadows is they cannot be any shape that you are not already. As long as your shape is human, so are they.

Last year I went to art school, where I fell in love with blue lipstick and velvet robes.

Here, everyone was exceptional and weird was in, because, ironically, it was not. As my unorthodox unshaven legs melded into the crowd unnoticed, I turned out my pockets in vain for something different that I could bring to the table.

The problem with obscurity for its own sake is that it is dependent upon its surroundings. Patterns rage against a gray city only until you paint the buildings plaid. There really is “nothing new under the sun.” My Art History teacher would remind us of this often, that in light of all the creatives of history, we are really not special.

This would have made the little girl in me squirm further under those covers because her concept of greatness was insecure and

could not see beyond the self. But shadow watching since then has done some good. It has told me that one thing is for sure: I am just human-shaped, and I cannot shift my shadows.

My God was born with a shadow too. He put on a human shape to cast his shade onto undistinguished children and ugly lepers. He told them to “turn to the light,” and that He is this light to which they turn. We do not remember Him for His velvety robe but for teaching us to give away even the shirt off our backs. He did not consider His skin too beautiful to be pierced or His blood too precious to pour from open veins, but the cross became His masterpiece. This messy mutilation of His own body, pinned to a tree at the town garbage heap, was the art of his life. It is this sort of outlandishness that makes even the wild works of Andy Warhol or Picasso look like paper bags. After all, what is more extraordinary than for the self to not consider the self ?

If you could live in any decade what would it be? “Sometime when backhands were still socially acceptable” - Ross Browne

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Spring 2016 Courses

ART 215 CP Beauty & the Sacred Arts Dr. Brook Herbert Tues. & Thurs.,11:40 to 1 pm

EDUC 203 CP Foundations of Education Dr. Adrienne Castellon Fridays, 2:35 pm to 5:25 pm

ENGL 104 CP Intro to Poetry and Drama Vic Cavalli Tues. & Thurs., 9:25 am to 10:40 am

HIST 302 CP, Greece and Rome: Leadership in the Ancient World Dr. Germain McKenzie Thursdays, 6 pm to 9 pm

LATIN 212 CP Medieval Ecclesiastical Latin Fr. William Ashley Tues. & Thurs., 4 pm to 5:15 pm

PHIL 333 CP Philosophy of Literature Dr. Andrew Kaethler Mon. & Wed., 4 pm to 5:15 pm

RELS 101 CP Intro to Old Testament Studies Sr. Gabriella Yi, O.P. Mon. & Wed., 11:40 am to 1 pm

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CatholicPacific.ca If you could live in any decade what would it be? “Whenever Gatsby was alive?” - Allison Imbenzi

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boldt

Nostalgia—the word seems to be ubiquitous nowadays, with the increasing popularity of nostalgia shops, antique stores, old-timey diners, the never ending deluge of sequels and prequels in film and television, and, let us not forget the holy grail of nostalgia: the rise of hipster-culture. It is a word we use often but rarely think deeply about.

For all intents and purposes, our generation seems to be unprecedented in its willingness and ability to “wax nostalgic.”

We have mined the past for all its worth and resurrected trends long dormant.

Nostalgia is our modus operandi—what we have become known for—and our wistful and charming backwards gaze. But what does it mean to be nostalgic?

Are we dupes conceding to the current of mass culture? What does this onslaught of backward glancing say about our present, our future?

Interestingly (maybe even tellingly), the word itself was, in the seventeenth century, used as a medical diagnosis. It comes from the Greek words nostos, meaning “return home,” and algia, meaning pain or longing, which combined mean literally “homesickness.” The term was

coined by Swiss physician Johannes Hofer to describe the listlessness and anxiety he witnessed in Swiss mercenaries fighting far from their homeland. Indications that one was suffering from nostalgia included melancholy, insomnia, anorexia, weakness, heart palpitations, and, of course, persistent thoughts about home.

By the nineteenth century, however, with the increased availability of technology that made both travel and communication easier, and thus changed the individual’s relationship to place, “nostalgia” lost its medical connotations and was taken up as a means to describe any sentimentalist with his or her head in the past.

Today, nostalgia refers less to bittersweet feelings or recollections about one’s homeland and more to a longing for a particular time or, even more abstract, the spirit or essence of a time.

Though it is no longer a diagnosable condition, nostalgia haters (let’s call them “forward-thinking realists”) do their best to discount the wistful and poignant reminiscences of our generation as useless, even harmful, sentimentality—at best a naïve waste of time and, at worst, a commercialized cultural phenomenon. And, indeed, they are right to some extent. Nostalgia is naïve.

It conjures up a view of the past that, if we translated it into a French aphorism,

If you could live in any decade what would it be? “When does Mad Men take place?” - Anonymous

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Tacoma found that for many Facebook users, “nostalgia helps interpret and navigate present circumstances.”

Upon examining nearly 400,000 posts, they concluded that a) nostalgia plays an increasingly important role in what people choose to post on the networking site (Throwback Thursday, anyone?) and b) that nostalgic posts, in contrast to non-nostalgic posts, tend to be “more reflective, more emotional” and generally more insightful.

Janelle Wilson, who wrote a fascinating book titled Nostalgia: Sanctuary of Meaning, similarly espouses the positive role that the phenomenon may play in a society that seems to be gaining speed when it comes to the kind of scientific and technological progress that breeds paradigmatic changes. Wilson constitutes nostalgia as a kind of leisure uniquely suited to our hectic, modern lifestyles.

It is, she suggests, “a means of escape and/or relaxation,” a “slowing mechanism” during a moment in history when the conveniences technology offers have made us ironically susceptible, enslaved even, to time. Far from blinding us to the present, there is a distinct possibility that nostalgia may actually prompt us to be more thoughtful and well-adjusted people.

Go figure.

In light of Wilson’s critique and in the spirit

of the term’s progenitor Johannes Hofer, I propose that we revisit nostalgia not necessarily as a leisure activity per se, nor even as a diagnosis, but rather as a symptom of our own cultural disillusionment.

For, inasmuch as nostalgia is selective, it reminds us of what we value and, by default perhaps, what we are afraid of. As we roll headfirst down the slippery slope of progress, our backward glancing may remind us to hit the brakes, slow down even slightly, and remember what really matters to us as individuals and as a society.

In this respect, nostalgiaholics such as myself and nostalgia haters alike should keep in mind political scientist Kimberly Smith’s admonition to remember that recalling the positive or comforting aspects of the past “does not necessarily indicate a desire to return there.”

Rather, nostalgia should be seen “as a way to express valid desire and concerns about the present—in particular, about its relationship (or lack of relationship) to the past.”

My fellow millennials, embrace your nostalgic bent, but be sure to recognize and act on the underlying reason for this impulse before such values as we can locate in the past become irrelevant.

If you could live in any decade what would it be? “Back when my car was new” - Peter Durovic

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[spaces] WELCOME TO [SPACES] LITERARY JOURNAL TWU’s official literary journal, [spaces], is entering its tenth anniversary volume! As part of our celebration, the Mars’ Hill has kindly agreed to dedicate one page from each issue to feature some of the finest pieces that [spaces] has published over the years.

We invite you to submit poetry, short stories, essays, dramatic works, artwork, and photography for publication to volume ten. [spaces] is an edited and peer-

reviewed journal, and this is a wonderful opportunity to see your creative work in print! The theme for the tenth volume of [spaces] is “recurrence.” The submission deadline is November 5. For more information and specific criteria for submitting, please visit www.twuspaces.com.

Please send your submissions and any questions you may have to spacesliteraryjournal@gmail.com.

Ms. Magenta and the Sixteen Harpies There is a woman named Ms. Magenta Who bears no likeness to the color of her name Pale, wrinkled and timeless With a fashion sense from nine different decades She is known to be bizarre Weird and strange by our tidy Neighborhood Which carries Sensible judgement As The Eleventh Commandment.

She is well versed in the art of taxidermy And the murder of animals She travelled in her smooth-cheeked youth To the wildest places imaginable Exotic, intoxicating and terrifying Snaring birds, snakes, marsupials and more From jungles, mountain ranges, deserts and oceanside caves (Now she doesn’t travel quite as far) Cutting off their heads And taking their bodies back to her home.

No one but the sixteen harpies know What she does with them exactly She is not especially conversational With our friendly nosy Neighborhood.

At this moment I am only a thinking thing I have been missing for eight months An empty house in The Neighborhood My body lost to fate and a hacksaw I am the sixteenth harpy My boring head perched atop the body of a Californian Condor A very rare bird indeed.

Sometimes when I get flashes Of times long gone when I had opposable thumbs, I will think of all the time I wasted With this boring head thinking about boring things And I will look to Ms. Magenta From my perch on her mantelpiece Thinking At least she has a hobby she enjoys

Parallels Maurice River - Emily Garrison (Vol. 8)

Keenan Marchand (Vol. 9)

SUBMIT YOUR PROSE, POETRY, DRAMA, ARTWORK, AND PHOTOGRAPHY TO SPACESLITERARYJOURNAL@GMAIL.COM BY NOVEMBER 5, 2015 If you could live in any decade what would it be? “1900’s” - Deanna Devries

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On review: war room

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slusar

War Room, the newest Kendrick Brothers movie, is a faith-centered film from the creators of Courageous (2011) and Fireproof (2008) and demonstrates that “prayer is a powerful weapon.” Watching the film with my family, I found that it was not everything I expected.

Being familiar with the Kendrick brothers’ work, I expected cheesy lines, predictable plot, and more or less the same message I have heard in church about the power of prayer. Although these

moments were still present, I realized the message went deeper than my initial expectation.

The movie is less a story about the power of prayer than it is about complete surrender. The film takes a look into an upperclass American family who seem to have the perfect life. However, although their family appears polished from the outside, they are losing a battle from the inside. The husband (Tony) and wife (Elizabeth) argue in front of their young daughter, and, while both parents have profitable careers complimented by busy lives, neither one is willing to give their daughter time and attention.

An elderly African-American woman, Miss Clara, counsels

Elizabeth on how she can fight for her husband Tony rather than with him. One of my favorite lines spoken by Miss Clara is when she leans close to Elizabeth over tea, saying, “Everyone’s always tryin’ to leave Jesus out, which is one reason we in the mess we in.”

Miss Clara shows Elizabeth her empty walk-in closet which she calls her “war room” and where she does “all [her] fightin”.

Miss Clara shares how she prays to God for the people in her life who are struggling, bringing all her worries and cares before the Father.

Miss Clara convicts Elizabeth so deeply that she creates a “war room” of her own. I was struck the most by a line from Tony’s

best friend: “When’s the last time you heard of a woman giving up closet space?” His point made the theatre giggle, but it identified a deeper depth to the film’s symbolism: Elizabeth is not only clearing out the closet in her bedroom, she is clearing out the closet of her life to give God the space He deserves in her heart. C.S. Lewis poignantly describes this surrender: “God doesn’t want something from us. He simply wants us.”

When we surrender ourselves, we figuratively “clear out the closet,” disposing our worldly treasures and leaving ourselves, empty, before God. I agree with Bob Goff, bestselling author of Love Does, when he says, “God delights in an-

swering our impossible prayers.”

Sometimes we forget God is big enough. When we give Him every dream, care, and thought in prayer, He responds by proving that He can handle anything and everything.

This movie reflects the power of prayer, but, more importantly, it is about complete surrender.

Surrendering everything from our worries and cares to our time and, sometimes, our closet space.

It takes a lot to give ourselves over to God, and War Room addresses this struggle through the transformational journey of one family who surrenders.

Ritual Ice Cream is a boutique creamery in the heart of Fort Langley. Serving quality ice cream and freshly made crepes daily; this little shop takes a modern twist on the design of classic ice cream.

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rosenau

As I walked into Ritual Ice Cream, with my shoes drenched and hair victimized by the rain, I was greeted by a concrete floor, City and Colour, and a plaid-clad lady. Feeling wet and extremely uncomfortable, I thought a hot drink and a crêpe would compensate for my woes.

I shifted my eyes from the plethora of pumpkins decorat-

ing the room to the menu, where I found the prices to be reasonable—reasonable to any middleaged woman with a MacBook Air. To stay within the theme of rainy Vancouver, I ordered a London Fog and a Nutella crêpe. Although the Nutella crêpe did not quite fit the theme, it had Nutella, and that was good enough for me.

I experienced a slight nostalgia whilst chowing down; surrounded by white board and batten, old countertops, and pots that were from an era before your parents’, I was brought back to wet fall afternoons at my cabin.

The environment of Ritual, while not feeling warm, felt ex-

tremely welcoming. Both the service and food were fantastic, and my London Fog and crêpe were by far the best I have ever had.

Other than the indoor plants and clipboard signs, Ritual was not exceedingly hipster. Although welcoming, there is very limited seating, so I would suggest finding somewhere else if you are looking for a place for a dorm date. However, it is the perfect place if you seek solitude or a ring by spring.

If you feel like making a friend with a cashier, or simply want to deviate from the contagion that is Starbucks, I recommend Ritual Ice Cream. I give it an 8.5/10.

Photo from @Ritualicecream on Instagram

If you could live in any decade what would it be? “The 80’s, because then I would get to spy on my parents” - Robyn Eggert

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Coming to terms with becky

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goertzen

I am pretty sure my obsession with vintage clothes began sometime in Grade 9. Something sparked a desire within me to accrue vintage skirts or scarves and apply them to my identity. The idea of wearing something entirely unique and irreplaceable was enticing. I would buy a ratty shirt from a basement on Robson Street only because it was vintage and because people would ask me about it; I knew that I could proudly say with a smug smile, “It’s vintage.” This obsession eventually launched me into a state of vulnerability.

I distinctly remember taking the SkyTrain to thrift stores downtown with my mom and my twin sister in order to discover the perfect vintage grad dress. And I did find it. It was a hand-sewn, tea-length, rose-colored gown from the 50s that made me feel like an Audrey Hepburn, a Grace Kelly, or even a Marilyn Monroe.

The neckline was strapless with scalloped lace, and there was a pink bow on the back. I was sure that the girl who had worn it before me was definitely as dignified and graceful as Audrey herself. In case you were wondering, I was very cool in high school.

I wore it to grad with pride. No one else had the same dress as me,

and everyone asked me about it.

Or I may have just told everyone about it. The day had been pretty much perfect until the June sun scorched my pale skin into a pink that matched my dress exquisitely.

I was fuchsia from head to toe. It seemed I was the only girl who did

not fake and bake before prom, and I definitely paid the price.

After that instance, my perspective shifted radically. The purity of the gown was ruined.

I was no longer the graceful girl with the vintage grad dress but an awkward lobster wearing an old and dowdy dress. The dress had lost its allure to me; it was tainted with my skin’s imperfection and the pulsing pain I felt all over my body. I could not pinpoint why I suddenly didn’t love my dress anymore, but something had changed. I was no longer a mysterious and elegant Audrey Hepburn. I was just a Becky, a normal girl with a normal life.

I now realize that I did not buy vintage clothes as an expression of who I was, but as a hope for who I wanted to be. I did not want the reality of who I was: Becky with sunburned skin and a crooked smile. I wanted grace and perfection. I used to buy vintage clothes to be a part of someone else’s story, to be united with an unknown past and gain a more interesting future. Vintage clothes held much more mystery and intrigue than secondhand clothes at Value Village, but I am sure I could have done the same with those clothes as well. The problem was that I would buy clothes, often in tatters, to receive something that was not mine to receive. I was not making the clothes my own; rather, I was trying desperately to attain someone else’s destiny that seemed wilder and more adven-

turous than my own.

I could have written this article on the art of celebrating the past by wearing clothes from different decades. I could have written about the redemptive qualities of buying vintage that allows us to reflect upon history while simultaneously

expressing it.

But I chose not to because I wanted to write about something real and true about who I was back in the days of slamming lockers

If you could live in any decade what would it be? “60’s” - Matt Bennett

and uneasy glances.

I realize now that, for myself, shopping vintage is no longer about acquiring a new sense of self; shopping vintage has been redeemed into an art of expressing who I am over expressing who I could be. An acceptance and

confidence of my self is what I lacked in those fuchsia-filled hours of painful misery and what I am now so thankful to have found.

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The power of story in SAMC theatre’s the diary of anne frank

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Trinity Western’s SAMC Theatre once again goes beyond all expectations with yet another inspiring production: The Diary of Anne Frank. As a committed lover of SAMC Theatre myself, I was taken by this familiar heartbreaking story of Anne Frank, the forever immortal child, and her family’s experience of hiding during the Holocaust. In addition, the cast and crew of this production brought forth a deeper theme in their story: beyond all fear, beyond all despair, there is hope.

Hope takes form through Veronica Hargrave’s spectacular interpretation of Anne Frank. On stage, Hargrave’s embodiment of Anne’s unwavering energy and optimism masters the tension between the knowledge of the story’s tragic ending and the hope that the Frank family will be safe.

Upon being asked how she was able to portray such extreme feelings of hope, Hargrave notes that she “didn’t really have anything to go on [for Anne] except joy and hope.” Joelle Wyminga, who plays the spunky Mrs. Van Daan, adds that it is “inspiring to see a character like [Anne]” who inspires many with her “resiliency of human spirit” ( James Faley). Faley, who plays Mr. Frank, brings to light how in the Frank’s situa-

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tion “no one else” had hope of a good outcome, yet Anne holds to hope throughout the entirety of the show. Her confident faith and optimistic belief are preserved through the pages of her diary, left behind to inspire the world.

As we experience these characters and their reality that is so different from our own, we must remember that these “characters” were actually real people. This reminder can instill in us a mysterious sense of hope, despite the story’s lack of a “happy ending.”

It is Anne, a young girl who is aware of the horror and despair in the world, who takes this grim reality and transforms it into an expression of hope. In her words, “despite everything, I still believe people are good at heart.”

OCTOBER 27 – NOVEMBER 7

By Frances Goodrich and Albert Hackett Tues-Sat 7:30pm | Sat matinees 2:00pm Tickets $10 - $18 Book online at twu.ca/theatre or visit the box office in RNT Questions? Email twuboxoffice@gmail.com

sotrinitybarbie Halloween Costume Idea! #married-

sotrinitybarbie I love fall! #fall #wearetwu #pinecones

woman #soclose #bestcostumever

#wog

sotrinitybarbie Getting ready to go to my church’s Harvest Celebration! #idontworshipsatan

If you could live in any decade what would it be? “Current Era” - David Hampson

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KATIE MARYSCHUK

The para-athlete movement

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With the Summer Olympics less than one year away, excitement begins to grow in anticipation for the pomp and circumstance that comes with it. However, what many do not realize is that the Paralympics follow immediately after and consist of some of the world’s toughest athletes.

Some of the athletes are missing limbs, others live with paralysis, and some are even blind. The Paralympics is a grueling 11-day competition that challenges the modern day Olympics with the utmost intensity.

It is easier to get an understanding of the Paralympic movement if we focus on track

and field, one of the larger events that dominate Paralympic athletics. Doha 2015, the seventh edition of the International Paralympic Committee (IPC) World Track and Field Championships, recently wrapped up on October 31st, with over 1300 athletes partaking over the 10-day event.

There were more than 90 countries represented at the event in the small country of Qatar.

In general, the same teams that tend to lead at the Olympics (USA, China, Russia) usually show up with a large medal count at the Paralympic Games or World Championships as well.

Canada is becoming a stronger contender, and this year, Canadian athletes brought in more than ten medals.

What is great about these games is that they often push aside intense politics and the importance of winning medals and instead focus on the love of the

sport itself. The Paralympic Values are indeed reflective of the virtues of courage, determination, inspiration, and equality.

Paralympic sport has a significant history. The first modern day para-games were introduced right after World War II as a way to help war amputees be a part of the sporting community. The first Paralympic Games were held in 1960 in Rome. In September 1989, the IPC was formed to run alongside the International Olympic Committee and give a voice to those who desire to be a part of the athletic world.

The track and field games themselves run parallel to that of any usual track meet, except for the fact that there are different categories involved. Since it would not make sense to place a blind athlete beside a wheelchair athlete, a classification system has been enacted to create equality.

For example, classifications T31

through T34 are for wheelchairdisabled athletes. T35 through T38 are different categories for ambulant athletes. Athletes can go through a self-classification test, often to check the level of their disability in order to classify them correctly.

Besides classification and a categorical approach, this gives athletes the greatest opportunity to excel at their sport within their sport.

We see examples of athletes excelling with times as fast as 10.46 seconds for the 100m sprint. Ultimately, the Paralympics and modern para-games are a test of strength, willpower, and sheer determination, all growing in popularity and numbers.

gave the team access to the best 18-year-old hockey players at the time. A handful of those draft picks turned into some of the best NHL players and future hall of famers, including Mats Sundin, Owen Nolan, and Eric Lindros.

Unfortunately for Quebec, the team never got to reap the rewards.

In 1995, the Nordiques ownership group, which was led by lawyer and team president Marcel Aubut, was forced to sell due to financial difficulties. In a time when the Canadian dollar was rapidly falling and player salaries were on the rise, the team could no longer compete with large market franchises. Nordique fans were heartbroken, and the situation was soon made worse when the team, which moved to Den-

ver, Colorado the following year, won the Stanley Cup in its first season.

For hockey fans in Winnipeg, Manitoba, the grief Quebec City hockey fans felt was soon to be experienced as well. The city had once been home to the Winnipeg Jets, an NHL franchise that had also been hit by financial trouble.

Ownership was forced to sell and relocate to Arizona the following year. However, in 2012, the team put a strong bid in to the National Hockey League in order to revive the Jets franchise. A new arena and a committed ownership group eventually brought the team back to the city it had once left, and the team has since been an overwhelming success.

The NHL recently conducted a formal expansion process for

cities and prospective ownership groups interested in acquiring NHL teams. The fact that Canadian teams account for over 50% of NHL revenue, despite only having 7 of 30 teams in the league, is an indicator that Canada deserves another NHL franchise. Earlier in 2015, media giant and communications provider Quebecor stepped forward with the intentions of bringing a team back to Quebec City.

The city also just opened a state of the art, brand new, 18,000 seat arena, the perfect fit for an NHL team. Only time will tell, but the way things are going, it appears as though the past may soon become the present with the possibility of Quebec City once again having an NHL team.

The quebec nordiques

and the future of NHL hockey in quebec city

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The Quebec Nordiques entered the National Hockey League in 1979, along with three other expansion franchises. It ultimately put an end to their partnership with the World Hockey Association while also signalling the start of a 13-year period, during which the NHL expanded from the “Original Six” franchise all the way up to 21 teams.

Despite an inaugural season in which they finished last in their division, the Nordiques gave fans an optimistic look towards the future, especially given that their

team consisted of subpar and inexperienced NHL players.

The team also put together one of the more unique brother combinations in the history of the league, pairing Czech brothers Marian, Peter, and Anton Stastny.

The trio was featured together for four years in the blue, red, and white, which included many intense matchups against their provincial rival, the Montréal Canadiéns.

Following a division championship in 1986, the Nordiques’ success began to rapidly decline, eventually hitting rock bottom during the 1989 season when they held the league’s worst record. The following seasons were not any more successful, and the team was granted consecutive first-overall draft picks, which

If you could live in any decade what would it be? “I would be born in the early 80’s, then I could grow up in the 90’s” - Stephanie Hampson

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name: charissa hielma age: nineteen

year: second

How did you start playing sports and being active?

CH: I have been active my whole life. From a young age I was enrolled in competitive sports including dance, basketball, and track and field. It is natural for me to go for a hike, a run, or go to the gym, since this is the way that I grew up. My parents put a huge emphasis on being fit and living an active lifestyle.

Tell us a little more about your life with basketball specifically?

CH: I started playing basketball in the middle of grade eight when I made the decision to quit ballet. I began playing competitively right off the bat. A particular coach in Calgary became interested in my basketball skills and invested a lot of time into me. I had the privilege of playing on Calgary’s top club team in my grade eleven and twelve year,

age: twenty-one

year: fourth

sport: basketball

name: mark boston

which was awesome! Now, I play basketball for fun here and there.

If you could take up any other sport competitively, which would it be?

CH: Honestly, I have always wanted to play tennis. I play for fun sometimes; it is a great game.

I am intrigued by the agility and strength that tennis players have. I also must admit that tennis players have quite cute outfits; this might have inspired my decision.

How do you think physical activity has aided you in life?

CH: Physical activity is an important aspect to my daily life. I see physical activity as more than a way to maintain my fitness and live a healthy lifestyle; it also plays a role in the way I deal with stress.

I also see physical activity as a way that we are called to take care of the bodies that God has given us.

sport: cycling How did you get started in cycling?

MB: It was actually my dad that got me into biking as a kid.

I remember my dad bought me a green mountain bike from Costco when I was, like, twelve so that I could ride the trails with him. So biking for me was father-son bonding time in the beginning.

What do you do during the week to train for your sport?

MB: Cycling is kinda cool because the best thing you can do to become a better cyclist is to get out on your bike often.

So my goal is to get out riding three to four days per week, time permitting, and I do a bit of leg work in the gym as well.

Oh, and protein. Lots of protein for the gains.

What do you find unique

What gives you most joy when riding?

MB: One of my favorite things about cycling is that for the time you are on the bike, nothing else really matters. I find biking helps me get away from all the stresses of life and focus on having fun and going fast.

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about cycling versus any other sport you have either played or encountered?

MB: I think cycling is unique because it is extremely strenuous to the cardiovascular system, but you cannot let the pain interfere with your focus. Particularly in mountain bike racing, you are just about at your limit physically for a lot of the race, but you still have to stay alert to get through the trail quickly. You have to know how to push yourself and at the same time react to the trail in front of you.

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It started off with what seemed to be a regular season of baseball: they would perform averagely, win a few games here and there, and then fail to make playoffs for the 22nd year in a row. This season was far from expected but more than overdue. The Toronto Blue Jays became this year’s shining light of Canadian sport, and with key additions over the season and seasoned veterans stepping up to

the plate, the team came together to play their most exciting season since 1993. Beyond the hype and the bandwagoning, despite what many may think, lies a team that came together to play terrific baseball.

First things first, the Jays finished their regular season with a 93-69 win to loss ratio, which was rivaled by less than a handful of teams in both the American and National leagues. Over the off season, the team scored big with third baseman Josh Donaldson, who came from the Oakland A’s after playing his first four years of major league baseball. Marco Estrada, who hails from Mexico, landed in Toronto in the off-sea-

son as well and proved to be a star pitcher alongside veteran right fielder Jose Bautista. He helped aid the Jays in their two 11-game regular season runs and finished the season on a high-note, helping the team to victory in their five-game post-season clincher against the Rangers. (Note the bat flip.)

The last time the Blue Jays saw any type of playoff action was in 1992 and 1993. Winning the World Series back to back, they became the first non-American team ever to do so. Their 1992 season looked eerily similar to this past one, with a 96-66 regular season and a few key players that helped rally the team to eventual

victory. The key difference between this year’s Jays team and the ’92 era team is that almost every active player on the team had a role to play in shaping this season. When Bautista was out with a shoulder injury early in April, other players stepped up to the plate to fill his spot.

The epic running score from the regular season set up the Jays to not only win their division (American League East) but also to progress to the postseason where they found themselves up against teams who have both history and strong players. Long story short, they won the first round 3-2 games versus the Texas Rangers. The season ended after a 4-2

loss to Kansas City on October 23rd. Interestingly enough, the Jays advancement to the playoffs ends the longest playoff drought of North American sports.

Enough said.

While the Jays are still not in the finals, they are one step further to that dream. With the postseason now in full swing, what lies ahead? Their GM stepped down as of October 29th, Edwin Encarnacion underwent successful hernia surgery, and Donaldson has been named Sporting News Player of the Year. The Jays are determined as ever to prove that the 2015 season was not by chance.

then & now

team runs of the blue jays versus the other top teams in the league

Jays 1992 season had a 96-66 win-loss ratio VS. a 93-69 win-loss ratio for 2015

JOSH DONALDSON

Donaldson 122 runs

JOSÈ BAUTISTA

Alomar 105 runs

White 116 runs

Donaldson & Bautista are the frontrunners of the Blue Jays Bautista may not be as highly decorated as Donaldson this season, but he remains a key player when times get rough. Donaldson, on the other hand, finished the regular season with 620 at-bats (10th in the league) and led the league with 122 runs.

If you could live in any decade what would it be? “When was the black plague?” - Rachel Gingell

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Halloween Costumes for Next Year Captain Jack Sparrow: if you’ve watched HIMYM you will know that this also doubles as a gay pirate.

Ask me amy thing

Alcoholic: there’s a lot of parties, why not get your drink on and go as an alcoholic?

Zodiac Killer: not really sure what he looked

like, but this is sure to be a really scary costume.

Neurosurgeon/Serial Killer: All you need is a

lab coat and a good pair of scrubs, but you’ll

definitely have the scariest costume of your peers.

Dear Amys... HELP! Maybe it’s all the recent talk about risquév female Halloween costumes or my grandma’s endless nagging about when she will have some grandkids, but I’ve recently felt the need to explore the world of feminist thought. The injustices I have stumbled upon are ridiculous: wage gap, the glass ceiling, and media representation—just to name a few. Now it’s like, every time a guy asks me to make him a sandwich, my blood boils just a little. I have avoided talking to my dorm about this because I don’t want to be that crazy feminist freak! What do I do?

Basic Sexy Cat: It’s a classic. You’re sure to meet at least a dozen or so others wherever you go.

Scary Clown: Parents will hate you for ruining clowns for their kids.

My Friend David: He always looks like a tacky tourist.

President Bob Kuhn: The you could take a cool

Sincerely, A Closet Feminist

Halloween selfie with him!

Pregnancy Test: It’d the kind of costume that could

Dear Closet Feminist, What are you afraid of ? Before you announce your “secret” love for equal rights and not making food for those of the opposite sex, we would encourage you to explore what being a feminist means to you! In our modern day, feminism has been twisted into an odd female-elitist movement. A feminist is not a crazy person who harasses people for equal rights; rather, a feminist is someone who exemplifies to the world that women are equal to men.

We are wondering why you feel the need to keep this a secret.

If you are passionate about something, then own it! Honestly, you will be surprised to find how many other feminists there are wandering the paths of TWU. Don’t make it a bigger deal than it needs to be. Don’t let the patriarchy suppress your love of all things feminist. Join the sisterhood! Besides, we’ve never met a closet misogynist.

make someone’s day, but could also be someone’s

worst nightmare. Sort of like a real pregnancy test...

Positive Objectification Cat: Its exactly like the

Basic Sexy Cat, but better! And It’s sure to be the

most intelligently provocative costume of the year.

American Gothic Couple: Because what’s more

romantic than dressing up as an old man and his unmarried daughter?

Best of luck, The Amys!

If you could live in any decade what would it be? “Tang Dynasty China” - Esther Lee

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If someone asks you to spell part backwards, don’t. It’s a trap My future husband is not a knight riding a horse. He’s obviously lost riding a turtle somewhere really confused.

Jesus may skip chapel, but he never misses Mass. #TheRealPresence If someone ever broke into my room looking for money, I would just laugh and search with them #trinityproblems I literally just got instagram to follow sotrinitybarbie Congrats Noah Reich on winning the Canadian federal election!

Is this thing on?

When you’re in on the drama but don’t even go here Who else is having a senior meltdown? A sudden questioning of plans for next year?

I love seeing Veronica’s face all over campus.

The pop machine water dispenser is broken, and I just heard someone say that their “favourite thing in the Caf is not working.”

I don’t know what I’m more excited for: Robson Underground, or all the people trying to dance like Drake when Hotline Bling comes on

If the building is actually on fire can someone let me know? I’ll just be in my bed…

I bet if we were to ask our geese nicely, and apologize for hating them, they might come back

The new Adele song “Hello” has me missing people I don’t even know…

I truly believe if I were to openly admit that I do not like Wendel’s, I would be burnt... at the stake.

Have 3 midterms and a paper due this week.. My current thoughts: what should I be for Halloween?

Josh Boldt should win the nicest person ever award.

Photo day be like who are those upperclassmen in their bath robes and crazy hats #4thyears #wedowhatwewant

Anyone else seen the Josh Dauer doppleganger?

Why study for midterms when I can just set myself on fire and jump off a cliff and feel the same way?

Quit college. Become an oven.

Get up to like 500 degrees.

This will be my speech when I win at the oscars: I would like to thank my arms, for always being by my side. My legs, for always supporting me, and my fingers because I can always count on them.

#tbt to that time when I had a good night sleep.

Study rooms aren’t soundproof.

STOP SINGING.

THE anna benitez SheVANGELIST youngberg

Hometown: Canmore Alberta Denomination: Yes, I am Mexican.

Age limit (max/min)? Antonio Banderas.

Fave christian (non-worship) song?

God is doing a new thang.

Surfing, gnarly waves, or dressing as old people and going to the park.

To the girl with her arm in a sling at the gym, you’re the only preworkout I need <3 #inspiration #getswole #getshrekt Goodnight world. Mars Hill is weird.

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SHUTTLE

90% of the reason I study in the library is to stalk the DTR’s happening around the pond #sorrynotsorry Anyone else mooch off their friend’s Netflix? #ICanNeverSignOut

When a guy asks you if you’re on your period, just say “I started my day in a pool of blood, is that how you’d like to end yours?”

Instead of yelling “boo” this Haloowe’en, yell something scarier like “commitment!” or “tuition!”

Need a ride to church?

We’ve got you covered!

GOOO Track Team!

“What do we want?”

“Hearing aids!”

“When do we want them?”

“Hearing aids!”

Idea for a perfect date?

Pro Tip: The lights in the LC are clap-on, clap-off. I’m serious. Go try it

Wow theres a bomber sign….

It’s gotten to the point where my best friend is disappointed when I don’t have a new story of my failed love life to share every week.

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year: 5th age: 23 major: communications & psychology

height: 5’5”

How would win his parents over?

domestic talent?

Nerf gun dual, let them win the first round.

Pillow fort building.

Best pick up line?

Top quality in a future mate?

Hey peanut butter, you just met your jam! *proceed to dance in a swaying motion*

Fears the Lord.

Biggest deal-breaker?

Him not killing the spiders

To be able to shrink down to a polly pocket size, and then chill in her domain.

If you were an animal what would it be?

Best place for a first kiss?

Sting-rays, because they are majestic sea kites

What is your dream super-power?

Wherever The Good Lord leads.

If you could live in any decade what would it be? “The 60’s. I’d go to every concert” - Joshua Onwugbonu