November 26, 2013
The Ford Update Page 16
Everything You Don’t Want to Know The Joker of NT...Is It You? About Your Peers’ Drinking Habits Pages 6-7 Page 9
Chroma Changes Lu Chen
Fashion Show has seen many changes this year, and if conversations overheard in the hallways are any indicators, it’s clear that most people are aware that this year’s show will be different. However, there has been much speculation as to what these changes may be. This article has been written to clarify any remaining questions that you may have. The changes are as follows: As the directors mentioned at the beginning of the year, students are no longer required to sell ‘Elle’ magazine subscriptions to participate in the show. Staff advisors are now involved in the criteria-making for the audition process, in evaluating during the audition process, and in giving approval of various tasks, such as budgets, publicity, designs, and choreography. Female performers were not required to audition in high heels, and there are no exclusive male/female pairings; that is, male/female, male/ male, and female/female pairings will all be present in the show. Professional choreographers, lighting coordinators, and runway coaches will be brought in as consultants. Additionally, resources will be provided for sewing skill development and provisions for material will be available. Alternative methods will be used to fund the show; additionally, a reduction in ticket price will occur. These are some rather radical changes, and I decided to ask the student body for their opinion on how these changes will affect both the show and the people involved in the show. “People freaked out a little when they heard about changes happening, but all of the changes are positive, and, so far, they have only bettered the show,” Tamar Tabori, one of Chroma’s directors, responds. “I don’t just say this as a director, but as someone who has known Fashion Show for every one of my 4 years in high school.
Zack Bryson Chroma is going to be damn fantastic.” Annie Robinson, a Grade 12 student, believes that these changes will make Chroma more accessible for those participating in the show: “I think it is great that the directors are trying to make Fashion Show more accessible to everyone at NT, regardless of their financial situation. The new opportunities for designers to get fabric and sewing lessons are wonderful and very valuable to the show. It’s great that Fashion Show is continuing to foster creativity and spirit amongst the student body!” Another student, on the other hand, is not so sure. “Selling the Elle magazines last year was really bothersome because no one wanted to buy them, so it’s good that we don’t have to this year; however, Fashion Show is a lot of money and I just don’t get where the funding will come from if we don’t sell the subscriptions. Fashion Show is for charity and if the dances are good I really don’t see a need for a professional person because doesn’t that just cost more? Again with the lighting; if it costs money that’s not good - the equipment we have should be good enough. Besides, we are an eco-school and Fashion Show in general uses so much lighting and energy that if we could cut that down it would be better. Is a runway coach really necessary? Students aren’t supposed to be professional- Fashion Show is supposed to be fun. The help with sewing is a beneficial change so the dresses will look good and professional. And what are these alternative funding methods? And is this reduction in ticket price necessary? Since it is for charity, people are willing to pay the price as is.” Charlotte Corelli is really mixed over these changes. “I’ve heard a lot of people say that they hate the changes happening, but I think they need to be broken down. For example, I’m pretty neutral with ones like models auditioning
in a footwear of their choice. Things like the Elle and price change, I don’t think they should’ve done. Especially the Elle - it just made it so much more exciting and makes the show more realistic. In terms of the professionals, I think it’s a bad use of money if they are being paid and kind of offensive - we have really talented students. But at the same time, for a student interested in pursuing a field, it could be a good learning experience. But I think we need to keep in mind that part of what makes NT’s fashion shows so spectacular is the fact that it is entirely student run. (Maybe we should also consider this when deciding who decides new rules).” Another student raises the issue of money. “Instead of asking students to sell Elle Subscriptions at $20 each, because of our “changing demographic” and that it’s an unfair thing to ask kids to basically pay for fashion show (even though if they sell them they don’t have to pay), we’re asking students to bring home a letter to their parents, asking them to donate. I think that the Elle magazine was a more effective way of earning money for the show, as the parents have been donating anyway, but they got something out of it in previous years (the magazine), and we got $20, 000. It’s highly unlikely that parents will be able to raise that much money on their own.” A male student ends off with the following statement: “Some of these are actually welcoming improvements, but it seems that we will be having less... you know... skin, due to the teacher approval for everything. For me, and other fellow males, it will be a total deal breaker (no judging please). You see... Fashion Show is a lot like a strip club; it’s all about skin, skin, skin. The barer you get, the more money gets tossed your way.” Alternatively, a Grade 9 student, Bojan Popovik, already feels like “fashion show is family,” and that he is “in it for the people.”
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Letter From the Editors ¡Hola!
Why are freeform letters so much harder to write than articles? Like, come on. Slaving away for hours doing painstaking research feels like nothing compared to trying to eloquently express yourself to the student body. So don’t judge us, NT. Or do. Whatever. We don’t actually care. Welcome to another absolutely fantastic year of the best newspaper in town. Our editorial board meetings are never dull, and the fact that the board was picked slightly later this year than usual (hey, every day counts) made this issue all the more exhilirating to put together. We’re lucky/stuck with *cough* Kyle *cough* the most eclectic and brilliant board we could possibly have. Our discussions range from idle gossip (about all of you...really) to serious, critical life chats on the controversy surrounding charity work. Bonus! Zohar. Now featuring Bulgutch. What a team. They put up with a lot. God, writing this is intimidating... In this issue, the flavour and zest of our ed board is present in the wide range of articles you are about to devour. With your eyes anyway. (As you can tell, there’s not much food in the Graffiti room.) From our new Vice spread, featuring every dirty secret about your classmates’ drinking habits, to tips on how to survive being socially awkward, from an anti-political correctness rant, to everyone’s favourite topic, Rob Ford, we think this issue covers it all. On a more serious note, we believe you will enjoy this issue, and if we’re right, consider us happy editors. -Hannah and Rachel Editors’ note: If you want to read more, check out our website for exclusive, online publication extras.
31 Caitlin Heffernan As a niner (isn’t it weird to call yourself that?) fresh out of middle school, I’ve come to realize some large differences between the last three years of my education and now. I’ve compiled a list of some of the most striking dissimilarities, in hopes that you can look back on your own middle school years and say, “Golly, how I’ve grown and matured!” Because talking like it’s 1950 is totally retro, right? Change Room Conversations Middle School: “Don’t LOOK at me, don’t TALK to me. For goodness’ sake I DON’T HAVE ANY PANTS ON!” High School: “I love your underwear.” Public Transit Middle School: If it strikes your fancy, you could probably use a child ticket if you slouch a bit and look really fascinated with all the CHOOCHOO TRAINS! High School: You have a moustache. You are going to get charged $425 for fare evasion. Lunch Middle School: All of the adults are always yelling in your face - Sit down! Clean up! Shh! Lunchtime is not social time! High School: I’m probably yelling in YOUR face: I’m free as a bird now! Free to sing Lynyrd Skynyrd as loud as I want! Free to waltz around as I please! Bye, bye, lunch monitors, I’ll miss you! Parties Middle School: Let’s make dumplings and play Mario Kart and hide and seek! High School: All I know is that high school parties don’t involve cooking, Wii, or classic children’s games – which is rather unfortunate. Baby Luigi misses me. Chairs and Desks Middle School: At least once a week, someone leans back too far in their chair and ends up sprawled awkwardly on the ground. High School: I’m actually really surprised nobody tries to do that with those chairs that are attached to the desks. Nothing says “I am fabulous”
Gina Amin Have you ever “checked” your phone because you have nothing to contribute to the conversation? Maybe a conversation that went a little something like this: A: “How’re you?” B: “I am good! How about you?” A: “Great, thanks. You?” And the classic: when you run into someone on the street and sidestep them, but they go in the same direction as you —you do it seven more times until the requisite awkward laughter. Well, I sure have! I, Gina Amin, have finally accepted the fact that I am socially awkward. But, I have also got some tips and tricks on how to survive this socially awkward mentality – tips from experience. Here they are for you socially awkward fellow North Toronto Students! Tip Number One: Avoid all types of social events – at all cost. Do not volunteer for any trivia nights, door knocking for charity, etc. Instead of attempting these simply crazy ventures, become one of the people that work behind the scenes such as faxing papers, shelving books, and ordering the drinking straws. I mean, it’s just as useful, but safe. Next, avoid places that have the word “public” or “shared” in it. This includes public libraries, public transit, public washrooms, the laundry mat, and so on. If literally FORCED to be out in the daunting “public” (and I’m talking about your-mom-dragging-you-out-of-bed forced) to attend a comic book convention or see the One Direction movie in 3D, make sure you go with a socially awesome companion. Seeing a movie? Give them the cash to buy you a ticket and food. Simply, whenever you have to go to any public place, make sure you are accompanied by a close friend who can do the talking for you. It works every time.
like being sprawled awkwardly on the ground in the middle of a deskchair sandwich. Phys. Ed. Class Middle School: Sometimes the janitor puts all of his stuff in the gym because he thought it was the broom closet. High School: If Pink Floyd made another album, they could call it Far Side of the Gym and no one would question it. “Minor Niners” Middle School: If someone mentioned that, everyone would probably think they were talking about people who play football for San Francisco and also dig coal out of the ground. High School: Sadly, being a Miner Niner would be a lot cooler than being a Minor Niner. Oral Presentations Middle School: “Aaaand…yeah” was considered a quasi-acceptable way to end your little spiel. High School: I’m sure it could work here too. Aaaand…yeah.
Eventually I have learned that there are going to be a few “jams” in your life – such as your grandpa’s 85th birthday, your aunt’s baby shower, or a family holiday gathering – that you have no choice but to attend. Best tip for such a terrible experience: arrive at this live “jam” and aim straight for the arm chair in the corner. Take up residence. Do not get up until it is time to leave. Make sure you have the daily newspaper and your handy-dandy earphones to plug your ears with (No, they do not actually have to be plugged into your iPod, this is just to trick the social people around you who might want to chat into thinking you’re listening to something), then put up the newspaper right in front of your face so no one can see you (EVEN if
you’re not reading). Remain in this position with minimal movement until the jam is over. (This also works if you’re riding public transit.) So if you can’t go to parties; can’t ride the TTC; can’t do the laundry...what is there to do? Simple! Stay home! Everything you need is right there in your room. You got your cozy bed, your WiFi, a few novels. You are all set to enjoy your day - all by yourself! You’re not going to be bothered by anyone and no one is going to bother you – unless your dear mother is concerned why you have been in your room for over 6 hours. Been there, done that. So fellow awkward North Toronto Students, next time you need to ride the TTC, or go see a movie, or get invited to a “jam,” use my tips.
reflects the disparaging nature of our society. Terms come and go, fads pass with the Sean Bradley “How many broads are there?” “Tell fit changing of the season, and I am certain that the broads to reach.” “Na, they’re all beat broads.” terminology that the majority of my male peers use Sexists, chauvinists…friends. Let’s take a step for denoting girls will eventually dissipate. But just because something eventually dissipates does not back and broaden our horizons. Let’s take a step back and realize that this one seemingly mean that it is harmless. It does not mean that it is not subliminally corroding the foundation of the innocent facet of our vocabulary is literally demeaning the very name of half of the human feminine esteem. This is a linguistic epidemic and population. Sexism is a rampant glutton, run- I dismayed to say that we have all been infected. I ning wantonly through the hallowed halls of watch as the word “broad” is used thoughtlessly, our oh-so equitable high school, swallowing the every day of every week, from text messages to already fragile esteems of countless girls and face-to-face conversations. Girls whom I hold in leaving nothing but the precarious, teetering the highest respects, who are also my close friends, shells of what we used to call our female friends;bear the burden of being blatantly called broads… by myself. All my friends, in fact, and the large broads. I’ve been around for a while. I’ve seen majority of males my age are even encouraged to call girls broads, regardless of the derogatory and the evolution of adolescent linguistics, from the advent of harmless verbs to the birthing of damaging effect it might have on the recipients. And yet, nothing changes. No one acknowignorant, pitiless nouns. Reach, bait, whipped, ledges that there is a problem, or that there is even broads…all of these terms are social constructs created by the culture which we live in, namely an issue occurring. No, I do not believe that the use of this term is the sole instigator of lowering NTCI (and Western high school, to a greater extent), and although they may appear as simplethe self-esteem of adolescent females. However, I consonants and vowels strung together for in- do believe that these girls, these women, already dividualistic expression, they hold a much more undertake a judgment process, an aesthetic assault, sinister truth. The apple doesn’t fall far from the and a pressure to conform tree, and the lingo our generation has created that hurts. That hurts a lot. School sucks; class is t
30 tough, friends are bitches, you are DEFINITELY not pretty enough, and no one cares. And then… “Yo broad, sup?” The guys don’t care, the girls don’t stand up, the adults don’t notice, and the world keeps centripetally accelerating.
“...the large majority of males my age are even encouraged to call girls broads, regardless of the derogatory and damaging effect it might have on the recipients.” Now I’m not a hero and I’m not a martyr. In fact, as I write I’m considering making this article anonymous so my guy friends don’t make fun of me and my girl friends don’t think I’m soft. I digress, I do not know what’s going to change this, or even if anything really will ever change. Maybe we’re not ready, but the next time I pull out my phone and go to text one of my buds at the jam, I might consider saying, “When are the respectable, beautiful, intelligent, kindhearted, females arriving?” Or, ya know, ladies.
Remember that one time in high school when you were kind of dorky? You had big clunky glasses and wore your hair in a ponytail? Then one day you took your glasses off and wore your hair down and that cute hunky football quarterback finally recognized that you were beautiful all along? Yeah, me neither. Welcome to the era of the really cliché love stories; a modern-day love story, if you will. Whether you’re willing to admit it or not, we have all watched an awful teenage fairytale at least once in our lives and - you’re probably even less likely to admit it - on some level believed it. Every girl has secretly wished that it would just be that easy. Easy enough to get contacts or brush your hair and suddenly you would be getting asked out left and right. But with age comes wisdom (at least for some) and most of us have given up on this dream. Now take a moment to recall a different time. A time when giving a convincing closed mouth smile and attempting to pick corn out of your teeth as gracefully as possible were the day-to-day goals. That’s right, I am talking about braces. Now what if I told you that your braces are your golden ticket to perfection? You would probably say: ‘Hey listen, it’s awesome getting your braces off and it’s definitely a con fidence booster but I still ain’t getting an invitation to
Alice Liang prom.’ The truth is, being braceless on its own will only give a short lived ‘daammnnn’, but if you want ‘DAAMN#%!($DJWAC!!’ then listen closely. Once you discover your much awaited braceless date and you stop bouncing off the walls and/or screaming out a car window and/ or hugging your cat until it scratches you, take a moment to think about what other self improvements you would like to make (when I say this, I mean appearance-wise but if you are up for a good moral cleansing then go for it). Write down all of your desired changes and try to accomplish some! Use your new ‘braces off’ date as a goal date; the extra push you will get from it may just be enough to really beautify yourself. Whether its long term goals like exercising more and losing some weight or getting a perfect complexion or more short-term goals like dying your hair or splurging on that MAC makeup you’ve always wanted. This new mindset will immediately make
you hardworking, motivated, and more goaloriented! Heck, soon when your ortho inevitably sends you home with the great news – ‘Hey, remember that time I said you were going to get your braces off in June? Yeah! That was a pretty funny joke – #lol #yoloswag, we are gonna try and get them off for CHRISTMAS’ (true story) – you’ll suddenly find yourself smiling at the new deadline. That’s the true beauty of this method: its win, win, WIN – because if you get don’t your braces off when desired, you’ll just have more time to work towards your goal; when they do come off you will look très fab, darling. (And the other win is for your orthodontist. Now he can sleep soundly at night knowing you won’t murder him in his sleep…at least until he gives you a retainer.) So go ahead! Start the process of looking and feeling like a more beautiful, confident you. And hey, after working towards your improved appearance, who knows? Maybe you’ll suddenly start getting those secret admirer notes... with your braces.
Anna Crombie and Sabina Wex Yo, you like reading, do ya? You won’t like it anymore…Ya like writing? Naaawwwt after you write essays every day. Ya like class? How ‘bout 3 hours? King’s. It’s the place to be. BEING IS King’s. Monday nights are gonna be craaay. Get ready. Our Sundays are hell days. The Foundation Year Program (FYP) is your reading wish-list times 300 (remember that number because it’ll come in handy for the Roman section). From the ancients of Mesopotamia to the contemporary world, FYP delves into every possible time period of Western literature, philosophy and history. Anna is taking FYP with two science electives and Sabina with a journalism elective. It’s a lot of work just doing FYP, and with one or more electives, it’s harder, but still worthwhile. We hope to gain a strong writing foundation and thinking skills because of the bimonthly essays we write on the texts. Plus, Dal is right around the corner, so those courses are available at your disposal. King’s social life is full of Ritalin. Don’t think you’re getting a Queen’s engineering frosh week. Instead, you will watch the oldest novel ever written acted in a small courtyard. If you’re into cliques, conformity or oppression, then don’t come here. Lovely campus – Halifax is great. Luv ocean life. Weather’s been gorgeous, younglings, ripe for lovin’. BEING IS King’s. You’ll understand that—actually, no you won’t. You will just pretend to so that you don’t seem dumb—if you come here. Hope to see you around, ya fux! (That’s flux without the “l,” to give you Heraclitus’ main idea.) Btw we’re taking an experimental grammar class. Oh, yeah, we iz pretentious.
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Mr. Zohar It’s a perfect 10 out of 10. For the past 5 years all NT Student Council presidents and NT Valedictorians, the two most prestigious titles that NT has to offer, the positions voted on by the students, have been boys. What a tremendous testament to the quality of young men who attend NT. Well done Norsemen. But this strikes me as strange. I’ve been at NT for longer than any of my students have been alive, and I don’t remember this kind of imbalance happening ever before. So I went into the archives to look for patterns. I was able to identify every Valedictorian going back to 1992 and every President going back to 1970. The numbers were revealing. The 70s gave us 5 male and 5 female presidents. The 80s and 90s both saw a 4 girls to 6 boys split. And from 2000 to 2009 there were 3 girls and 6 boys (This was the first sign that girls were falling behind). You already know the most recent results. For Valedictorians we have similar numbers. The years 1992 to 1999 saw a 4 and 4 split. From 2000 to 2008, there were 3 girls and 7 boys (The double cohort year had two valedictorians). 2009 to 2013, of course, brought us 5 young men and no young women. The evidence seems to speak clearly; young men are outperforming young women. Yet it’s hard to reconcile this conclusion with the statistics that show us that, Canada wide, boys are falling behind girls both academically
and in taking leadership roles. It’s even harder to reconcile these numbers with the fact that the committees that come up with the names of candidates for extra-curricular awards always struggle with deciding which girls to leave off the list, there being so many wonderful candidates, and which boys to add to the list, there being so few qualified boys. A typical year will see 6 or 7 girls nominated for the Kerr Trophy for Young Women and 2 to 4 boys nominated for the Sifton Trophy for Young Men, our most important leadership awards. So what else could account for these results? It could be a coincidence. The ten boys who served as presidents and valedictorians were certainly deserving. I know and admire every one of them. Or it could be something more insidious. It might show a subtle cultural change that has made us, or at least too many of us, think of men when we think of those who best represent us, speak for us, lead us. It’s hard to believe, but it could be that we have taken a step backward on issues that we thought our mothers had already dealt with. Who knows? Now the last thing I want is for an excellent male candidate to be harmed by this article come spring and the voting for next year’s president and valedictorian. But I do hope that this trend doesn’t continue and that the best men and women win in years to come.
Jessica Carradine Switching schools is a big decision that can change everything in your life, from who you’re friends with to what your career path will be. Towards the end of last year, I heard tons of my friends saying that they wanted to switch schools. I wasn’t sure what to believe, and whom I would actually see back at NT for this year. However in the first week of school, I was surprised to see that most of them had followed through with their words and would not be returning. Everyone has had moments where thoughts of “I’d be better off somewhere else” have crossed their mind. Whether these moments are due to that one teacher, or the climb up all four flights of stairs, is up to the day (or the person). But are these issues really enough to compel someone to go through the overwhelming process of transferring schools? Convincing parents, appeasing friends, speaking to guidance counselors, applying to other schools, and filling out transfer forms would all need to be doneand that’s all before you even step foot into your new classroom. Is it even worth it to go through all of
that trouble? According to Kaya DaCosta, a former NT student in grade 11, it is. “Although some teachers were awesome and I loved their classes, I’m so much happier at my new school because the workload is much more manageable. The people are also more like-minded and the teachers are more understanding,” she says. When asked why she changed to Inglenook Community High School, Kaya responded: “I switched because I didn’t fit into the learning/teaching style at North Toronto. I wanted to be in a learning environment where I felt comfortable, and I was not comfortable at NT.” The atmosphere of our school was also not right for Ellie Robertson, a student who is now in grade 11 at Avondale Alternative. On the switch, she said, “I liked the idea of a smaller environment better because I felt like it would be harder for me to fall behind.” Although they might miss their friends and some teachers aren’t quite as good, most students who switched are happy with the change. Students didn’t just switch schools to better accommodate their learning style. They also
switched because they moved elsewhere, wanted to experience courses or extracurriculars not offered at NT, or wanted to focus more on arts or sports. However, the main reason students changed schools was because they were unhappy with how difficult NT is academically. They felt that they would do better at their new schools, whether they went to a private school, like Blyth Academy, or another public school, like Inglenook. The grass is not always greener on the other side, however, and I was interested to hear that what former NT students missed most was the location, their favourite teachers, and their friends. It seems that the fresh start for the students I spoke to who left North Toronto was great for them. Is it possible that we are underestimating the benefits of switching schools, like meeting new people and being forced to adapt to a new environment? Should more students be considering switching schools, instead of sticking it out where they are? Based on other students’ experiences, I would say yes. It’s worth the work, and you may end up much happier.
Alaiza Alcasid Transferring from NT to a new school was definitely hard on me knowing that I wouldn’t be seeing my close friends as often. Constantly reminding myself of all the surreal memories made in both the old and new NT, I feel like a whole new era has evolved since then. I am currently at Humber College studying Public Relations (PR) down at the lakeshore and having the best time! From meeting new people to having Fridays off, I have very little to complain about. The campus is relatively spacious and so beautiful. At first, I was nervous whether I would find all my classes within a week but fortunately I did! I’m enjoying all my classes because I am actually studying what I’m interested in. NT has prepared me really well for my first year and I am so glad to have been taught by such great teachers. I truly miss everyone and the fun events held at NT; but having the experience I had at the school, it’s nice to see the similarities. I realized attending college is not an entirely new atmosphere but a new stage of life. Appreciating every aspect of my new ‘home’ which I will be spending for the next 3 years brings a smile to my face. Good luck on applications, Grade 12s, and keep doing your best at NT. Don’t slack. Seriously.
When I was in grade four, a classmate decided to punch me in the stomach during recess because she wanted to know what it felt like. That was now the second Neal McAuley worse moment of my life. At this point The following story is absolutely kind of I’ve had it, I reach for the phone and dial true. Bell’s customer service line. The power is out. My home has been devoid “Thank you for calling Bell, what of sweet electricity for approximately one hour. It service are you calling about?” is 9:00. Breaking Bad is on tonight. It’s the 2nd last “TV,” I say. episode. The 2nd last chapter to this masterpiece “We are sorry to hear you are of a television show that will define this generahaving difficulties with your home phone, tion. To give you full effect of the trauma, let’s take please hold on the line,” it chimes back at a step back in time. I sit down with my drink and me. popcorn in my dimly lit living room to fully maximize my enjoyment as my fingers tremble in excitement. I grab the sticky remote and turn on my T.V as questions about Walt and Jesse surge through my head. I take a sip of my drink and then… it’s... it’s just... it’s just gone. More gone than the Patriots’ wide receivers or the Jays getting the wild card. I think about calling TeleHealth or even 911 because I don’t know what else to do. I sit there shivering in my own confusion and anger waiting for vital signs to shimmer from my light bulbs. I convince myself that I can’t possibly be the only one without power and that it must be a city wide failure. My mind races through possible apocalypse, as it is only a matter of time before the city plunges into chaos, people won’t know how to react. The police will be spread thin because they all took the night off to watch... to watch... I can’t even say it. I’ve now been sitting here for 5 minutes waiting for it to come on as I blink less frequently then a healthy human be - wait! The light shimmers and I hear all power surge back into my home. I look to the clock. Yes! Only 9:07. What could have happened in 7 minutes? I turn my T.V on quickly, switch to the cable Charles Wu input and - No, no it couldn’t be. “Bell is currently reconnecting it’s service…”
I yell out an expletive and throw the phone against the wall. “Wait,” I think. “This is my only hope.” I run back to the phone and put my ear to it only to hear the worst hold song in human existence. “What’s New Pussy Cat” by Tom freaking Jones. The thing about What’s New Pussy Cat is that it’s inappropriate at almost every occasion. Parties, dinners, funerals, inaugurations, emancipations, and especially call holdings. They just do this to try to get you to hang up and give up on any sort of decent television service in this country, but I persevered. At this point the situation has become so fantastical that I have to remind myself that this is not a dream... Wait... I have to be on some “punked” show, I yell “Alright Ashton, you got me! Where are the cameras?” No bearded bro responds. As “What’s New Pussy Cat” blares into my ear I crouch in self defeat, tears forming in my eyes. I sit there for 20 minutes. Finally, someone on the other end answers. “Thank you for calling Bell tech support, how may I-” “Breaking Bad needs to be on my TV right now.” I interrupt. “You’re in the internet department, please hold.” “No! Wait!” - “WHAT’S NEW PUSSY CAT WOOOAH OH OH!” I’d like to say I’m going through all five stages grief in a matter of minutes but I haven’t made it past anger. After another thirty minutes of waiting under the spell of my own denial my T.V flickers on. It’s now 9:55. I see a woman on screen and she is crying. “I cant believe [character name] did that [extremely surprising and unbelievable thing]” she says. My heart sinks. My inbox floods with exclamation marks and capital letters detailing everything that happened. No. Not like this. Not like this.
then I will not proceed to judge you or make you exit the vehicle. Alex Kellerman When the cashiers do not return your When people sing along to songs like change. Look, when I make a purchase, and I they know the whole song. Let me provide an example. You’re in the car driving and jamming pay with excess money, I expect change, regardless of how little it is. If I make a purchase for with your buddies to some fresh beats. When 95 cents and I pay with a loonie I expect 5 cents the chorus comes on, the person in the back is change. Do not simply assume your business is jamming like there’s no tomorrow. However, so remarkable that it deserves the change. I see when the verse comes, they sing under their the tip jar, give me my change and I will make a breath or drink some water “to take a break” quality evaluation of the business and services during the parts they don’t know so they can provided to me and maybe I will leave a tip. Let keep up the illusion that they know the song me make the decision on whether you deserve very well even though they only know the chorus. It is not fair to people like me who have the extra funding from my personal hard to witness this. Unless you know the song front earned funds. When people make last minute decito back, you have no right to jam to the tune with such passion or ride in my car. Quit being a sions when driving. This is a problem I face poser. Learn the whole song before you sing and constantly and the people responsible need to be exorcised.
I’m on my way in the car, and approaching a small intersection with lights. Provided at this intersection is a left turn lane. At the last minute, the car ahead of me sways over into the turn lane, but since it was a delayed decision, and there was oncoming traffic, they didn’t have enough time to get completely over, and they’re stuck straddling the lane. Not cool. I cannot proceed forward due to the limited room left in my lane and I cannot switch lanes due to high traffic. Then the worst possible thing happens… the light changes. I should be well on my way to my destination, but because of some nincompoop who didn’t plan their route, I am now stuck at a light. Thanks very much terrible driver, I hope you get a flat tire and run out of gas. And that is what Grinds My Gears.
Guelph doesn’t look like much from the outside – a friendly atmosphere with a pretty campus at best – but if you end up studying at Moo U you’ll fall in love with it by the time October rolls around. Right away you’ll notice you’re not in the city anymore. In fact you’ll get people who call Guelph a big city, people who come from Paris, Ontario (it’s real, look it up). I’m in the Bachelor of Science in Agriculture, or “Aggie” program. They’re mainly farmers. (Like, 49 of the 52 people in my program come from farms.) Of the 3 that aren’t, there are 2 from Hong Kong and then there’s me. Like most other universities, everyone here is friendly and quick to say hello, and like most other universities, Guelph parties hard. If you’re sitting on your bed late on a Wednesday night, as I often find myself, you can head over to Aggie Pub Night; it’s a crazy good time, and even if you don’t really like country or two-stepping, I’m sure you can figure out a way to enjoy yourself. If Wednesday’s not your night, there’s pretty much a party going on somewhere every night of the week. It’s all great fun, but it’s important not to get caught up in the nightlife because the academics can be quite demanding. The classes are big but the professors are amazing, and if you don’t pay attention, there can be quite the heavy workload as well. If you find yourself struggling in a course, there are so many free resources for academic support on campus, like study groups, academic drop-in centres, and tutoring programs to name a few. Guelph may not look like much, but it’s a wonderful little community that’s only an hour and a half away from home if you’re missing all of Toronto’s quirks.
Proffesional Athletes Kyle Tarder-Stoll
Hours upon hours of gossip. Pages upon pages of magazine coverage. Television shows upon shows, far surpassing the number of Manti Te’o’s girlfriends. It all concerns scandals of sportive scallywags, leaving you in dismay – the urge to quote Ron Burgundy with a thundering “Sweet Lincoln’s Mullet!” Why are we hearing about these guys? Really though, why? Why are they now considered so significant to the extent that we can’t help from knowing who they are on a personal (or entertainment media) level. With subtle, non sports related cues, we can so easily detect a reference to a professional athlete. Kim Kardashian Jesus prayin’ Khloe Kardashian The astonishing reality is that the majority of the population knows nothing concerning the sports career of such athletes. In fact, in a recent survey of non sports fans, 77% claimed they knew nothing concerning the athletic careers of Kris Humphries, Tim Tebow, and Lamar Odom – three athletes relevant in the media within the past few years (as well as the three athletes referred to in the cues). Yet 67%, more than two thirds, claimed they had heard of
Alexei Dela Peña
From back-to-back Junior City Championships to ranking as one of the most elite in the GTA by HooptownGTA.com, the current Senior Girls Basketball Team has undoubtedly earned the reputation as one of the school’s most successful teams. With a core of players that have gone through countless practices and games for four straight years, it was only a matter of time until they reached their final year with hopes of completing their high school career with a championship and a possible entry to OFSAA. As the years have passed, the environment has changed for the up-and-coming squad. A new coach after Ms. Johnson and Mr. Anderson’s departure changes to the roster, and of course, the build-up in competition with rival schools aiming to beat NT: it’s these factors that have challenged the development of the team in their climb to the top. But if you’re looking for one defining characteristic that has lasted, it would be the teamwork that has bonded these individuals into a core. Some of these players’ relationships go as far to their first year at NT, which truly exemplifies their camaraderie. To prolific scorer and forward Rebecca Daly, “[This] team is full of leaders; we all contribute in different ways. We all try to lead them by playing our best and using each other’s strengths.” Those words reflect the
these athletes. This raises the question – where is this information being consumed? It certainly can’t be through the sport itself. Rather, every single survey responder claimed they had heard of the aforementioned sports figures via entertainment media. However, the media which evokes the lives of such sporting figures to the general public focuses on the gossip suitable for an extensive visit to the loo. It features headlines such as “Kris: I Will Destroy Kim” and “Their Dream Wedding” (in reference to Lamar Odom and Khloe Kardashian) – matters as irrelevant to their athletic careers as their reality televisions shows are to us. It’s a nasty cycle which has altered the view of certain faces in professional sports. These figures have fallen flat into media fame like a Prince Fielder belly flop (all 275 pounds of him) – and the media doesn’t hesitate to exploit the athletes into content, making these athletes socially relevant. Though certain players are already famous to a certain extent, their relevance in the media is now more significant than it ever was. This plateau of fame has obviously been with help from their role as athletes – still an occupation involving fame, just to a lesser extent. The result of this heightened fame? A wider audience has become further immersed into the lives of certain athletes – but their lives evoked through the media, considering the
balanced attack that these girls bring to the hardwood day in, day out. Teams like this prove to show that “talent wins games, but teamwork and intelligence wins championships,” as the legendary Michael Jordan once said. One of my fondest yet heartbreaking memories from this squad occurred in the semi-final game against the dreaded school a few blocks down Broadway. In a tight contest throughout the match, it would be Northern up by a mere bucket. Our ladies inbounded the ball from half court, and centre Sarah Knee had possession, posting up against the opposition. In what may have been the riskiest, but most amazing move of the game, she span around, and dribbled through the defender’s legs.
28 majority of people obtain this information from television or magazines, as displayed in the survey results. This has changed many perceptions, especially from a fan demographic.
“Kim Kardashian Jesus prayin’ Khloe Kardashian” Sports nuts often perceive many athletes to act this way to “gain fame” says Tony, a diehard Toronto sports fans - “especially ones like Kris Humphries.” Others often question the morality of society as a factor. Dave Rants, another Toronto sports fan, claims there exists “a celebrity obsessed culture that our society has built... and athletes want [to be a part of that].” These two perspectives bring us back to the aforesaid nasty cycle. Particular athletes “gain fame,” and the media feeds the “obsessed culture” with material so revealing that we can’t help from believing they’re “so starved for attention,” as put by sports fan, Richard LeeSam. It shouldn’t be a discussion of morality though. That all wouldn’t matter had their off field, media shenanigans affected the reputation they hold as a person, and thus modifying the legacy they leave. Is that the legacy we truly want from athletes?
She had the ball in front of the basket. With the opportunity to tie the game and another chance to qualify for the cities (and possibly a berth to OFSAA), only a simple bucket was needed. However, things didn’t turn out the way they were planned. Now in their final year, the team hopes to redeem that lost moment of glory to compete with the best of Ontario. “I definitely use the game as motivation because nobody likes the feeling of losing,” Knee quotes. “But I also know that we learn from our mistakes and because of that I’ve become a better player.” Every player on the team has been able to learn from their most difficult challenges against top schools like Northern, Eastern Commerce, and Oakwood – and as a supporter of NT Basketball, I wish them the best in their endeavours. As the season wraps up, the school needs to reflect on how much this team’s success is representative of its values of teamwork and perseverance. With a bright future ahead, not just in Girls Basketball but all NT Sports, we can only strive to better our efforts to bring thee fame and glory. On behalf of the entire school, I’d like to thank the Senior Girls Basketball Team. Thank you for the basketball. Thank you for the memories. Thank you for giving us that hope.
Gustavo Velarde From O-Week to being lost around campus to sleepless nights and midterm stress running at an all time-high, Western has been a wild ride so far. Although people think they’ll have no time for anything, you actually get a lot of “free” time. Most people have 15-22 hours of lectures a week (less than the 25 when taking 8 courses at NT). It’s just a lot harder to concentrate when they are blasting Versace next dorm, playing Quidditch (yes, you read that right) or having a drunken Mario Kart Nintendo 64 tournament at 2 am. The biggest skill you should take away from high school is time management – NT prepares you well for the rest. See you here next year, future mustangs.
Sherdil Khan and Lexie White It is arguable that Grade 9 is one of the most intimidating and transitional years a student will ever face, due to the exponential leap between middle school to high school and the significant changes that leap entails. Most of us can agree upon reflecting on our first year of high school that it was an uncomfortable, as well as a somewhat awkward year. Our opinions of Grade 9 are pretty unanimous in the sense that most of us weren’t expecting the radical shift of power coming from a school where we were at the top, to a place where ‘niners’ are placed somewhere below cockroaches on the social food chain, and teachers actually expected us to do work. However, Grade 9 is a transition year where one is forced to stamp out those bad habits of ditching class, not completing homework, and winging any test or assignment thrown our way and actually apply themselves to school and the inevitable future ahead. In grade nine there is a broader spectrum of leniency, a little more sympathy from teachers, perhaps. But by Grade 10, you’re supposed to have your stuff together. Those bad habits that some of us have carried around since Grade 8 are expected to be gone, diminished, and replaced by good work ethic and a positive outlook on school and achieving academically. As social reputation and pressures go, Grade 10 varies tremendously. You’ll have a good amount of students that are still pressured socially and always have been, possibly due to certain introverted tendencies. On the other hand,
however, you’ll always find a few people that go into the grade with no social insecurities at all. These are the same people that have already figured out their alleged ‘group’ and basically don’t care all too much about anything else in that area. Social pressures, though perhaps not as serious in name, are huge constituents to a student’s stress and/or anxiety levels. It’s close to impossible to get through high school, or perhaps society for that matter, purely based on academic success – people need people! You can’t live in complete self-isolation! And plus, some people – a rare case, but increasingly more prominent - would even start to predicate academic success off of that in the social aspect of their lives. We’ve found that the majority of people this year have already taken a stance on their social lives. They’ve distinguished whose company they enjoy and whose they would rather avoid. That being said, we’re generalizing heavily here, and the entire field is incredibly subjective. Some people may just be starting a school, or NT in particular, in which case they have to start from square one. This year is almost a buffer year for most people, a year for conversion and self-preparation. We’ve come to seriously wonder about grade ten and what exactly its purpose is. Other than linking the numerical gap between Grade 9 and Grade 11, it doesn’t seem to serve much more of a profound function. Grade 9, as we’ve established, is a transition year. Grade eleven is the crucial time to really hunker down and become immersed in
studying, homework, and planning for that ever ominous and approaching future. The beginning of Grade 12 is also important in the school career, but once those applications are sent and the acceptance letters start rolling in, there isn’t really much left to do. But Grade 10? It’s the strange year in the school experience that is neither transitional nor terribly important, but all the same we aren’t niners anymore. We can’t get away with being slightly tardy on an assignment and we can’t feign sickness to get out of writing a test or presenting a project. There’s something strangely awkward about hovering somewhere in the boundless purgatory between kid and adult. But forget about the academic component of school. An even bigger change could very well be the social aspect of it. Grade 9 felt very sheltered and secure, and it seemed necessary to stick to tightly knit groups and scary to venture too far from the comfort of familiarity. In grade ten, going in on the first day of school is much less intimidating, and we no longer feel the desperate need to cleave to those who we know. At least we know this is how our experience went for the most part during that first squeamish year of grade nine. For those out there who came to NT without knowing a single face, we give our highest respects to you. Life as a tenner is not going to be nearly as relaxing as it was last year. We have a strong feeling the worst is yet to come, maybe not socially but almost definitely academically. If you look at the big picture, these four odd years don’t seem like much, but it’s when we will experience the most growth in the shortest amount of time. We could tell you not to let the pressure get to you, but that’s exactly what it’s designed to accomplish.
Mr. Gorenkoff’s take on teen drinking, the role of the school, and whom the administration is most concerned with.
Jack Denton I would hazard that most people reading this have tasted at least one drop of alcohol in their time on this Earth. That could entail only a sip of wine at a special dinner, a few beers with friends on a Friday night, or a crazy party at which far too much was imbibed. And the fact is: if you’ve tasted alcohol, you’ve tried drugs. Though that’s maybe too harsh; alcohol has been consumed by our species since the Neolithic era. I decided to sit down with Mr. Gorenkoff to better understand the role of the school when it comes to drinking, and to answer once and for all the reason behind all the cops at our events. From the get-go, Mr. Gorenkoff accepts that “one of the toughest things to say to a 15 year-old is ‘don’t drink,’ because they say ‘yeah yeah yeah, I’m sure you did it as a teenager, and your grandfather did too.’ So we don’t say that, because were not so naive to believe that kids don’t drink, kids don’t experiment.” However, there is a line that has to be drawn, and when it’s crossed, the school is obliged to intervene. “It’s when students come drunk to school, or they get into a car from school and die. Or their marks start to drop and they don’t get into the university program they’d like,” Mr. Gorenkoff clarified. He went on later to
explain that if there’s a connection between students’ drinking and the school, such as “if you go drunken binging in your NT football jersey, or basketball jersey, or music shirt,” then he has to get involved. The school’s obligation is actually a clause in the Education Act called “in loco parentis”. Mr. Gorenkoff explained that it “basically means I’m your parent when you’re here, and I’m supposed to act as a judicious and kind parent. And I don’t think there are many parents that would let their kids get drunk or even drink.” I asked Mr. Gorenkoff about what the reason is for all the cops at school events such as dances and Fashion Show. There’s some history there, as he went on to explain. “Eight years ago there was a semi-formal where a student almost died from alcohol poisoning and 20 kids were taken to hospital. There was a lot of binge drinking, and the detectives came to investigate an almost-death. The police are an insurance policy for us, and it also shows that safety and security are a first priority. Parents are sending their kids out to us at 10:00 at night and they trust that they will be safe.” Eight years ago marked Mr. Gorenkoff’s first year as NT’s principal. “And when a kid almost dies, then you
say that we’re going to do everything we can to make sure this doesn’t happen again,” he went on. When I questioned Mr. Gorenkoff about what group the administration is most concerned about when it comes to drinking, he is quick and decisive in his answer. “The two younger grades. I think that part of it is that when you’re 14 you don’t know the full effects of alcohol, and sometimes overdo it. When you’re 90lbs and you consume a mickey in 15 minutes, it’s not going to be good for your system. Whereas the older kids tend to be more experienced.” More specifically, he says “it’s the grade nine girls we’re most concerned with, because they end up passed out on the floor, and we hear story after story of young girls being taken advantage of when they’re inebriated to that extent.” Our principal left me with a few parting words on the culture of North Toronto and the role it plays in all of this. “This community, and we hear it from Northern and Lawrence Park and Forest Hill and Leaside, likes to party. It has got that reputation. Maybe it’s because kids have more money in their pockets.” Indeed, it does seem like we play hard, Mr. Gorenkoff.
Inbar Levona OCAD University is great for those interested in art and design but already have an idea of what they’d like to pursue. As a student in the design program, I personally have no complaints. I have really great professors who adore what they teach and are immersed in the design/fine art subculture, as well as friends that I’ve made who happen to share the exact same stress that I experience. (Can you believe how much that PrismaColour marker cost? There’s no way I’m paying 10 dollars for a sheet of hot-pressed paper. Good Lord.) Another fantastic thing about attending OCAD is the resources at your disposal, such as the Health and Wellness Centre, and the Student Learning Centre. Even though I’m maintaining an average of about 65 (quite typical in most universities), I can’t complain. I love the school that I go to, and if you’re considering fine arts or design, OCAD is a great school worth considering.
6 Each issue, VICE examines a common immorality within the North Toronto student body. This issue we dive into alcohol and all its dirty little secrets.
Nima Sadeghi When you think of Red and Grey Day, there are many things that come to mind. A day filled with food, funny clothing, sports, and pretty much no classes. Most importantly, it’s the one day of the year when it’s actually socially acceptable to be drunk at school. Whether you took a mickey straight to the dome, or you shotgunned more brews than you remember picking up, Red and Grey Day is a time and a half when you’re buckled. Since it’s illegal and you end up breaking nearly every single rule highlighted in your agenda, it’s one of the highlights of your time at NT. You don’t necessarily remember it, but it’s definitely one of the better school days. When I asked a grade eleven student why he decided to drink on Red and Grey Day, he said, “I get drunk often because I’m a complete boozehound. Red and Grey Day is just an unreal daytime banger and it wouldn’t be the same sober. Getting boiled is just a part of it, everyone knows that.” It seems as though the only reason Red and Grey Day gets rowdy is because of the booze. No amount of sober people can conjure up that much “school spirit”. There are so many sports happening, you kind of feel obligated to drink. The majority of people who go to a Leafs game end up having a few beers, that’s just normal. Some students look at Red and Grey Day in the same way. The drunk fans make our teams perform better, no doubt. What athlete wouldn’t want hundreds of fans screaming their name, even if it’s only ‘cause they’re all blackout?
A male student in grade twelve had this to say about Red and Grey Day: “Nothing feels more like justice than drinking vodka in the girls’ bathroom after having to wait forty minutes in the late line when I’m only two minutes late to class. It’s a way of sending a message to the school administration. I honestly believe that the current system in essence equivocates texting in the halls to boozing, and moving during the anthem as a crime to be horrendous at best.” Red and Grey Day is basically the only day where you can actually do whatever you want. You’re supposed to break the rules and screw around as much as possible. There’s a certain hype that builds up to Red and Grey Day, just as there would be to a party that you know is going to be sick. As a result, different expectations are set every year. There are those who reach Eglinton Park at eight in the morning, those who drink at school, and I even heard something about someone hosting a pre that morning. It’s a fact that getting boiled AF for Red and Grey is a tradition, and one that is carried out every year. It’s just one of those things you look back on after you graduate and you think: “Hahaha that’s right.”
If you’ve ever been horribly wasted and someone, for some reason, decides to be a good person and take care of you, love him or her. He/she is a good person. Taking care of a drunk is no walk in the park; it’s like babysitting a slightly mental toddler with raging hormones and uncontrollable emotions. There are many different types of drunks, and the Internet provides a good source for details, but the gist is that drunken people are annoying, destructive, and a great source of entertainment. Here’s an experiment: Try spending one night, one Friday or Saturday night, sober at a party. Observe those intoxicated around you. It’s enough to make you want to go sober for the next little while. It’s like watching a nature documentary. Alcohol is a depressant; it slows down your brain and makes you not think of consequences (a.k.a. makes you dumb). Beer cans and Vodka bottles may not say this on the label, but their side effects include: Silliness, anger, embarrassment, tiredness, promiscuity and random nudity. I’ve seen how alcohol affects 13-17 year-olds; the fighting, vomiting, stomach pumping, the sink ripped off the wall, the five police cars. I’ve done this “being sober” experiment on several occasions. I remember I was just standing there, watching these creatures enact their strange rituals. Acting like little children, pawing at their own and other people’s breasts, crying, crying more, stumbling while walking and having to use furniture to balance, urinating themselves, the list goes on… making awful life decisions, weird hook ups, bad facebook posts, humiliating selfie uploads, dancing on tables, and then getting a concussion... Knowing how to take care of a drunken person is an essential skill for all party lovers. My friends and I are not old enough to be legally drinking, which is a separate issue. What concerns me more is that multiple friends of mine have gotten into drinking and getting wildly drunk just for the fun of it. This fact may be lost for this generation but if you didn’t know, some people
enjoy alcoholic beverages just as a drink. I find it fun to be with friends after a responsible amount of alcohol; it’s socially mellowing. Even if you’re drinking with the intention of getting drunk, you’re not going to damage yourself unless you really overdo it. So please: A) Don’t be the person who needs this kind of help; don’t assume people around you will know how to help you. B) Try to treat your body with some love, respect and care. Stick to a sensible amount of alcohol. Oh, and a tip for future designated drivers and sobers: If the drunk person gets agitated with him/her self or you for drinking so much, make sure you comfort him/her, no matter how mad you are at the drunk person. Love will always help him/her to fight the hatred that he/she has built up inside him/her.
27 Daniel Kolominsky and Declan Lawrence As the 2013 year comes to a close, the fantasy sports world is abuzz. That is because three of the “main four” North American sports are underway. The football season is more than half over with hockey and basketball just beginning. You have to know what it takes to make it in the online sports world, or your team will not even make the playoffs. With that in mind, Daniel and Declan present the first Fantasy Sports Studs and Duds column for Graffiti.
Fantasy Football Studs: Mr. Reliable
Fantasy Hockey Studs: Captain Assist
Fantasy Basketball Studs: The Man With Nothing To Lose
29 Touchdown passes, 71.2 Completion Percentage, 2919 Yards, 364.9 Yards per Game, One Rushing Touchdown, Six Interceptions, and that’s the stats after only eight games. Peyton Manning is on pace for a historical season and is showing us no reason to believe he will be slowing down anytime soon. Surrounded by perhaps one of the most talented wide receivers in the game, Peyton Manning has an abundance of weapons. For those of you who were able to draft Manning you should laug at those who passed on him. He has been the best fantasy football player so far this season.
Joe Thornton is currently playing in his 16th NHL season and turned 34 earlier this year. Over his whole career “Big Joe” has never exceeded 37 goals yet he has broken the 100 point mark on multiple occasions. It is because he riles up masses of assists on the score sheet. Ever since his blockbuster trade to San Jose from Boston in 2006, Thornton has never scored less than 70 points in a full season. Another boost that adds to his value is that he plays for San Jose, a team that will always have players with great +/-. Look for Thornton to put up a solid point per a game pace this year.
Coming into his 4th year in the league, Eric Bledsoe has never averaged double digit points a game and many of his other stats are demoralizing as well. Most of his problems, though, are attributed to the fact that in his first three years he was the backup point guard for Chris Paul on the Clippers. Now as the uncontested PG on Phoenix he has the skills to become a great player. His hot start to the season is most definitely not a fluke, and he should continue to produce at a high level on the court.
Duds: The “Where Did I Go Wrong” Pick?
Duds: The Sophomore Slumper
Duds: The Injury Prone Guy
Marques Colston. There is simply no excuse for the kind of campaign he is putting together this season. Colston has been Drew Brees’s number one receiver for many years, but recently lost that role to the best Tight End in the NFL, Jimmy Grahame. He has been such a reliable receiver in the past, but this year he has been an absolute dud so far.
The “Yak attack’s” sophomore season in the NHL has not gone as according to plan as his rookie year. With 17 goals and 14 assists in his first campaign, Nail Yakupov proved why his was selected first overall by Edmonton. This year though has been a completely different story. After being benched for the first two games of the season, Yakupov has tallied only five points (3 G, 2 A) to begin the season, and has a terrible +/-. Do not expect things to get better. Drop or trade him as fast as possible.
There is no denying that Andrew Bynum is dynamic. He has the potential to put up 20+ points, with 10+ rebounds, and a couple of assists and blocks every game he plays. The only problem is that he cannot seem to stay healthy. Bynum has never played over 65 games in a season in his career (2006 when he played all 82) and he missed all of last season due to knee injury. Can he perform when healthy? Yes. Will he be healthy for most of the year? No. Do not take the chance. Skip the Cleveland centre with no regrets.
In the words of the great Charlie Sheen, “The only thing I’m addicted to right now is winning.” Sounds to me like Charlie Sheen may be a bit of a bandwagoner. Charlie most likely loves the Miami Heat, and was probably a Denver Broncos fan way before they picked up Peyton Manning. Bandwagoning is easy. Anyone can do it, but discreetly hoping on a bandwagon in a manner that makes you seem like a loyal fan? Now that’s a totally different story. Becoming a “fan” of any winning team requires a series of physically and mentally demanding challenges. Many people will be dead set on exposing your bandwagoning nature, so follow this guide carefully and steer clear of the haters. You want to become the best and most convincing “fan?” Then you must be willing to invest money, break hearts and stretch your imagination to its outer boundaries. First up, you are going to need to spend some cash to truly show how proud you are to be a fan of your team. Getting a Jersey? Well duh, any rookie can do that. What you need is a child sized jersey. Throw pictures of it all over your Facebook, Instagram, etc. If you have a small jersey people will trust that you have been a fan
for years. Next up, your lucky hat. Here are a few steps to make sure you get the process right. Go out and buy a ball cap. Place the hat in the washing machine. Wash up to 20 times. This will give your hat a worn out look, and you can tell everyone that your dad handed it down to you as a gift. Sports teams and traditions often run in families’ roots and nobody will be able to argue with that. After dropping your cash on some past and present fan wear, it’s time to break some hearts. The best way to deter people from thinking you are a bandwagoner is to regularly call out other bandwagoners. When calling out these other bandwagoners, you need to be passionate and seem genuinely disappointed. You may need to hone your acting skills in front of a mirror before taking them to the streets. The angrier you seem, the less people will doubt your loyalty to a team. Do not stop now – you are almost there! You have almost convinced the naysayers that you aren’t a bandwagoner! All you have left to do is create an intricate story connecting your team to you. Maybe your parents met at a game? Maybe you met a player on your team at the air-
port? Maybe gramps used to drive the Zamboni at the old barn? This one is up to you. Use your brain. It’s not that hard.
Congratulations! Now the moment you have been waiting for: you have done it! The haters are out of reasons to hate. Everyone envies you and your champion team. The road was long and tough. You spent, you thought and you fought. Now you are a winner. Remember, loyalty is over-rated and winning is everything. If your team collapses, find a new one, jump ship and remain the champ. Hop on for the ride and win, just like Charlie Sheen.
â€œWhy do you even cheer for them? They suck!â€? is something my friends often ask me. My reply, perennially, is, â€œtheyâ€™re doing a lot better than last year.â€? Sometimes I wonder, though, why I, and so many other fans, put up with teams that just canâ€™t seem to get it together. Maybe itâ€™s because the least you can gain from your fruitless loyalty is that people canâ€™t accuse you of jumping on the bandwagon. No one can say youâ€™re only cheering for a certain team because theyâ€™re in the playoffs, seeing as your team never makes the playoffs anyway. How convenient is that? Okay, I guess thatâ€™s a bit shallow. Perhaps, then, you still put up with your favourite team because it builds character. You must persevere during their month-long losing streaks. You stay hopeful and optimistic despite all odds. You develop self-esteem by learning to ignore those who donâ€™t accept you for who you cheer for. The benefits of cheer
ing for a bad team are tremendous. Your parents donâ€™t even have to send you to leadership camp â€“ instead, you can sit in front of the TV and watch some pathetically amateurish team muck about and youâ€™re ready to rule the world. Still arenâ€™t convinced? Think of it this way â€“ if your team won all the time, what would be the point of watching their games? Youâ€™d already have a fairly good idea of the outcome. Sure, you can be near certain that a bad team will lose most of the time, but there are so many more interesting ways to lose. You could score on yourself, receive a devastating penalty, or your whole team could just lose all hope (unlike you, who has a much stronger character than that)...
Noah Letofsky Being a sports fan in Toronto is frustrating. Between the 46 year Leafsâ€™ Stanley Cup drought (the longest in the NHL), the Blue Jaysâ€™ 20 years of missing the playoffs, and the 12 years since the Raptors won a playoff series, things have been pretty dismal. Throw in the Bills, the NFL team supposed to be Torontoâ€™s home NFL, who havenâ€™t made the playoffs in 13 seasons (longest active streak in the league), and itâ€™s hard to understand why people around here are still sports fans. Though Iâ€™m about to make fun of Toronto sports fans, people should know that they really are some of the most loyal, passionate fans around. Here are a few of the different kind of fans you will find around the largest city in Canada: tÄ‡F1FTTJNJTUÄ‡JTGBONPTUMZDPOTJTUTPGUIF middle-aged population in Toronto. Theyâ€™ve seen some high times, but many more low times. They stay quiet during times when there is sporting success in this city, but are quick to tell you how about bad any team you are supposedly a fan of. No matter how well the season goes, every loss is â€œdisgusting.â€? Most of all though, there is never, ever, ever, any hope for the future. Favourite Saying: â€œSee the game last night? I told you we wouldnâ€™t win.â€? & â€œWhat a disgusting game we just played.â€? tÄ‡F)PDLFZ*TÄ‡F0OMZ4QPSUÄ‡BU.BUUFST Person: What? You mean the Leafs arenâ€™t the only team in Toronto? Yes, hockey is not the only sport that exists; there are other professional sports teams in Toronto. This person is absolutely oblivious to other sports. Jose Bauwho-sta? Demar De-what? Even if the Raptors are in the playoffs, or itâ€™s the middle of summer, all this person can talk about is players hitting the ice. This person also insists the only â€œrealâ€? sport is hockey because you can hit people and get in fights. Favourite Saying: â€œHow can baseball be a sport? You donâ€™t even have to be athletic to play it.â€?
the list goes on. Meanwhile, the only way to win is to score a bunch of points. Ho hum. Finally, the biggest reason teams that suck still have fans is that when they do make the playoffs... or win a game... or even score a point, the accomplishment is all the more sweeter. Imagine if you had to wait all your life for your team to reach one of those milestones. What an unforgettable moment it will be! Such moments remind us why we bother caring about these teams at all. So the next time you start losing faith in a team you cheer for, remember these things. Someday, itâ€™ll all be worth it.
tÄ‡F,OPXJU"MM'BOÄ‡JTGBOIPOFTUMZCFlieves they are going to be a GM or coach when they grow up and are practicing their craft by telling you that Brett Lawrieâ€™s dWAR was down this year because a hitch in his swing must have got in his head and affected his defense. This fan is not only an expert of one sport, but an expert of all sports. This fan does not know what dWAR means, or why it is relevant, but throws big, fancy words theyâ€™ve heard sports analysts say at you in an attempt to confuse and impress you all at the same time. On top of that, this fan thinks that they are Bob Mackenzie or Pierre McGuire, and always need to be the first to tell you the latest rumour, which almost always happens to be incorrect! Favourite Saying: â€œMan, the corsi number of the Leafs early this season is going to really mess up that chemistry in the dressing roomâ€? and â€œI swear I saw Moneyball. The most important saber metric is xFIP. Thatâ€™s why Maicer Izturis was so good this year.â€? tÄ‡Fi*POMZQMBZUIFTQPSUwGBOÄ‡JTQFSTPO isnâ€™t even a fan really. This is a person who plays a certain sport (probably at a high level) and has no interest whatsoever in watching professionals play. Favourite Saying: â€œNah man, I donâ€™t have a favourite team. I just play.â€? tÄ‡F+FSTFZ'BOÄ‡JTJTUIFUZQFPGQFSTPOXIP is only a fan of teams that have jerseys they like. Theyâ€™re more annoying than a band wagoner, because at least the band wagoner makes up an entertaining story. As sports fans know, an ugly jersey becomes cool only if the team is good. So please, cheer for a team because of the team. Favourite Saying: â€œI donâ€™t know whose wearing that Pelicanâ€™s Jersey, but it sure looks sick!â€? tÄ‡F3FWFSTF#BOEXBHPOÄ‡JTQFSTPOIBTBO odd choice of teams. They cheer for teams that are perennial losers BECAUSE they are perennial losers. On top of that, if their perennial
loser team starts to win, they would never want to be called a bandwagon, and so they change their favourite team to another loser. Favourite Saying: â€œNo, I was never a Lions fan, I was always a Jaguars fan.â€? tÄ‡F0CMJWJPVT'BOÄ‡JTGBOJTBCJUPGBNJY between the pessimist and an extreme optimist. They have clearly never watched or been to a sporting event before and donâ€™t care to pay attention. They care more about instagraming themselves in front of the play and show the world that they have great seats rather than enjoy the actual game. They know nothing about the sport, and usually ask about 50,000 questions unrelated to the game. This is the fan that would say â€œWe suckâ€? after a Toronto team is scored on, oblivious to the fact they might be winning. Favourite Saying: â€œOMG, best seats eva #lookatme.â€? & â€œCan you take a picture of me please?â€? tÄ‡F'BDFCPPL'BOÄ‡JTGBOGFFMTUIFOFFEUP update everything about sports all the time on their Facebook. They seem to be oblivious to the fact that other people posting are probably watching the game and therefore donâ€™t need the score updates. Not only does this fan update the games, they give their game predictions and update the record of their favourite teams as if everyone else canâ€™t type www.nhl.com/standings into a web browser. Thank god for you, Facebook Fan. Favourite Saying: â€œKESSSSSEEEELLLLLLLLL! Leafs win!!!!!â€? and â€œ5-2-1. Great game boys! Way to go.â€? tÄ‡F'SJOHF4QPSUT'BOÄ‡JTGBOJTPOMZBGBOPG fringe sports. They can tell you all about Ma Long and his spinner backhand on the table tennis court, Milos Raonicâ€™s wicked serve, or Graeme Dalaetâ€™s ball stricking, but lack any knowledge about the 4 major sports watched in North America. S/he is the polar opposite of the â€œHockey is the only sportâ€? guy. Favourite Saying: â€œIâ€™m telling you: Milos Raonic is the next Thomas Berdych.â€?
7 Trent Erickson Drinking during work, especially underage drinking, will get you fired from any job anywhere in the world; no one will argue against that. But, AFTER work drinking is a different story. Certain students might job. This is especially true at a kids’ camp (where I work), where so much go to the local Thai restaurant, with an owner willing to turn a blind eye of the hiring is personality-based. The problem is that a large portion of soto beer guzzling 15 year-olds and shot slamming 17 year-olds. At this cializing is based around drinking, so a person who chooses to stay within Thai restaurant I’ll hang out…err, one might hang out with almost all of the law and not drink underage will be at a disadvantage when it comes the 28 people they work with, even the bosses. time for hiring. Especially the bosses. Most summer camps or any job where the age difference between At certain workplaces, there’s a party almost every Friday night worker and boss is negligible have this culture. I’m not complaining; I where everyone goes and gets drunk or high or both (for those people benefit from this system, but I can’t help think it’s wrong that my Orthodox who are into that), even the bosses. Jewish co-worker is being negatively affected as he has Shabbat every Friday Especially the bosses. and can’t come to the parties. Although underage drinking is illegal, it’s an integral part of our The worst part about this is that I can’t come up with a reasonable culture as a country and a tradition at my work. Going to the Thai place solution. Drinking with co-workers is inherently a discriminatory activity. not only offers a relaxing break from our days spent working, but also As long as it happens, people will be left out. Any solution short of banning helps everyone get to know each other better. However, it also poses a underage drinking with workers and bosses won’t solve all the problems; serious problem. banning underage drinking won’t be followed anyway (a rule that bans Being friends with your boss is a great situation to be in at any underage drinking? Imagine!). The fair thing to do might be to play a game of soccer with everyone, drinkers and non-drinkers alike. And then go and get drunk on cheap beer, like always.
Even though binge-drinking rates have dropped in the last decade, the Toronto Star reports that there are still at least 223,500 high school students who say they consume five or more alcoholic drinks in one sitting, at least once a month. Admittedly, I have knocked back some drinks before, but I’ve never been drunk. And not for lack of trying. I grew up in a house that was very welcoming to curiosity and experiences. Not drugs, but other things, like a sip of wine at the dinner table, a chug of Guinness at a brunch, a lick of the sugary stuff they put on the top of martini glasses. My family had educated me well on the subject of alcohol. From my kin, I learned about the different types of drinks, and my limits. I was a responsible kid, and my parents trusted me to not drink, and if I did, to do it responsibly. Primarily, kids—and I say kids because I know people younger than 13 who drink—drink for the feeling of being buzzed or drunk, the partying and the “live nights” feeling. I know that when I drink, it’s to drink for the sake of drinking. For the enjoyment (not the chugging) of the cool glass of [insert-popular-drink-name-here]. I’ve never been drunk. I don’t know why it’s so impossible for me to “pass the blurred lines” and go beyond the buzzed tingles, but no matter how much or what I seem to drink, I don’t get drunk. My body either completely ignores the crazy amounts of alcohol it has just imbibed, or it jogs through it like teenage girls when they see One Direction. My body just does not want to be drunk. A friend of mine has suggested that perhaps my insomnia is the
A group of friends drinking in a backyard on an evening in early summer seems like a pretty mundane scene, which is probably why these aforementioned friends did not expect the events that followed. Alex had said that his dad was at a party and “wouldn’t be home ‘till three a.m.,” which was why we were pretty surprised when Alex’s dad stumbled into the backyard at around eleven p.m. His voice was hoarse and his words were slightly slurred, but so were ours, and when he went inside and Alex followed, we thought nothing of it. The alarm bells only started ringing when Alex came outside to tell us that we should probably go because his dad had “just had his hands around his throat.” Alex said he’d meet us out front once he got his clothes for work the next day because he didn’t want to stay in the same house as his father. We waited,
expecting him to emerge from the front door, when suddenly he burst out from the gate to the backyard. The only thing I heard was a deep voice say “run.” I’ve never run faster in my life. The fact that drinking could turn Alex’s father into the kind of person who would try to strangle, pick fights with, and repeatedly hit and then throw stuff at his own son as he ran out of the house was pretty sobering. We see abusive parents with alcohol problems depicted in the media, but it’s much different to see a friend be assaulted by the one person they should be able to rely on. It’s not like this event made me stop drinking, but it did give me an insight into the fact that alcohol affects each of us differently no matter who we are. I don’t think I will ever forget the terror in Alex’s voice and the tears in his eyes that night.
cause of my immunity. My brain is so focused on trying, and failing to sleep, and so overloaded on stress, that the mindless act of a shot is, simply put, disregarded in my head’s To-Do list. The science behind this is still muddling, as most sleep-related research is. But the theory (simplified and put in layman’s terms) is that the receptors in the brain that are affected by alcohol (and who’s affectation by alcohol causes drunkenness) are the same receptors that are heavily affected by lack of sleep. There is a struggle between sleep and alcohol for control of the receptors. It has been known for decades that alcohol abuse can actually cause insomnia; what’s coming out in these last years is the deeper relationship between these two outside factors. But maybe this is a blessing. I’ve seen the effects of drinking at their worst, short and long term. In short, it’s not pretty. During my time at parties, I usually end up either taking care of drunken friends and strangers or watching their antics. They’re stumbling around, puking, urinating on themselves, hooking up with people that’ll make them mortified in the morning, and so many more embarrassing things. Their only justification? “I was drunk. That wasn’t me. I was drunk.” And why? What’s the point of a “live night” if you can’t remember any of it? And even worse, are physically or emotionally hurt by it? I’m not demeaning drinking or preaching teen sobriety, but maybe you don’t have to get drunk to have fun. Drink, but know your limits.
Mr. Sibera was born in Sri Lanka, when it was still a dangerous place to grow up. When Fayed Gaya and Spencer Brown asked about this, he responded that he is “glad that Sri Lanka has greatly eliminated terrorism and happy that the country will be hosting the Commonwealth Heads of Government Summit Meeting on November 10th.” He commented that “since the end of the Sri Lankan Civil War, three years ago, the country has made great progress in human rights, democracy, and culture.” As a representative of the Sri Lankan government, Mr. Sibera travelled to South Korea, The United States of America, Fiji, Singapore and Thailand. Talk about a world traveller. But it was in 1998, when he was in New York representing Sri Lanka at a United Nations meeting that he was asked to venture to the Great White North, or, as most people call our beloved country, Canada. His Maggie Chang and brother offered him a chance to visit him and Colby Cohen his family in Canada, a place Mr. Sibera had never experienced. After two weeks of touring When you first meet Mr. Sibera, you asthe country, Mr. Sibera fell in love with our sume that he is a humble man who enjoys the fulfilling life of being a teacher and staying within country. Soon after his return to Sri Lanka, he applied for immigration to Canada and within his trustworthy accounting books. What you don’t realize is that Mr. Sibera eight months, he and his family were accepted. The process was so quick for him beis also an ex-government official, a world-class cause he had a formal education from a Comtraveller and a man with an interesting past.
Trent Erickson & Declan Lawrence It’s 7:30 on a Wednesday night. The two of us stand restlessly inside a Pizza Pizza, waiting for the right time to call Petey, and for our panzos to pop out of the oven. Petey has been a fixture in the North Toronto, Northern, and Leaside areas for almost a decade, faithfully serving highschoolers the alcohol that the system, the man, won’t let us have. A true hero of entrepreneurship, he took a problem and found a way to profit from it. “Petey,” a probable alias, takes calls from teenagers and buys them the alcohol of their choice. Yet it is not that simple. Petey only takes calls after eight o’clock, and the mark up can be 400% in some cases. That is $80 for a mickey, a 375ml bottle that usually costs around 15-20 dollars. Despite the outrageous price, he is extremely popular. A Northern student who graduated 8 years ago said, “Anyone who went to NT, Northern, or Leaside between 2000-2005 will know Petey.” Another Northern student who graduated 3 years ago also recognized his name, and at least three students currently in grade 12 at NT have used Petey’s services. Despite his past notoriety, most NT students don’t know Petey. Until starting this article, neither did we. It seems as though the former king of unscrupulous alcohol delivery has vanished from our area. Or so we thought. In mid-September, an NT student (for privacy issues we will refer to him as Preston) got a haircut. His hairdresser noticed a man in a red sports car stop outside the LCBO and said, “There goes Petey.” She explained to Preston who Petey was and what he did; Preston was so
fascinated that he brought it up with some members of Graffiti. In early September, Trent was hanging out with his friend, a 26 year old who used to go to Northern eight years ago. The graduate mentioned in passing a guy named Petey, who used to buy everyone alcohol. At the time, it just seemed like an interesting story, one that brought the grad back to his youth of high school...until Preston brought up the same guy doing the same thing eight years later. There were just too many coincidences. Petey had to exist, so we decided to search for him, and try to get a possible interview. After days of Graffiti board members searching for information and cross referencing material, we got a phone number. This number was the epicentre of the operation, and our last hope to find Petey. According to the person who found the number, Petey never picked up the phone; he was either lazy or stuck to such a tight schedule that you had to phone him at the exact time he wanted to be reached. Luckily, he picked up on our first try. We then picked a day that worked for us all and decided then, we would reach out to Petey for the interview. It is now eight o’clock on Wednesday night. We’re halfway through our panzos and about to call Petey for the sake of journalism, the quest for information. We dial the number while chewing on our panzos slowly in anticipation. Petey doesn’t answer. We’re crushed, the story of a lifetime and our main subject, perhaps the only subject, is not picking up the phone. Is this the end? We had fears of this happening when we started speculating,but we never dreamt of it actually occurring. We try again, no answer, and again,
monwealth country and he was a Sri Lankan government official. When asked why he chose Canada, Mr. Sibera responded, “It is a country of freedom, opportunity, and equality for my family and I.” Mr. Sibera had been a teacher in Sri Lanka for 5 years before his move to Canada. What started him on the path to a career in teaching was his belief that teaching is a noble profession, because the teacher gets the chance to open the eyes of “youngsters” and receive great mental satisfaction from seeing them learn. After he landed in Canada, he volunteered at his son’s school, which led to an application made to York University’s teachers college. In 2007, he started as a supply teacher and spent two years teaching in classrooms all across the age spectrum from Grades 1-12. A lot of stories lie beyond his accounting books. It’s amazing to think that one of our teachers had the opportunity to represent a country at the United Nations and travel all over the world. We here from Graffiti and everyone from the school would love to welcome Mr. Sibera to our school and ensure him that he will have a wild time here at the place we call NT. no answer. There is nothing but the ring of the phone and an electronic voice at the other end speaking in multiple languages. It dawns on us that Petey will not be answering tonight, even though we have been assured otherwise by multiple people. We are facing facts that our entire story will fall through, and in the literal sense, it did. However, we may not have found Petey but we know he’s out there; he may be charging mark ups, and he may be committing crimes, but in some ways, he’s a hero, bringing alcohol to the burgeoning masses. He makes sure that those who came before us and those who come after us will have those same high school experiences we all will warn our children not to have. Petey is not just a man; he’s the hero our generation deserves, but not the one it needs.
Alex Walker I don’t know what it is about McMaster, but I will warn you that it is one of those schools you may just fall in love with. I fell in love as soon as I laid eyes on the overly excited (but very friendly!) people decked out in coveralls who sang me up the stairs during May at Mac. They ended up being the same people who accosted me (with song) to get out of my car and into the chaos that was move-in day. But honestly it’s the people at Mac who will make your first day or your first two months pretty freakin’ awesome. If you come to Mac, you can look forward to meeting a very unique type of person – that person who wants to have a good time but will go to class, pass that midterm, and still find time to join a club or a sports team (of which there are so many). If you’re down with being hugged by strangers (another Studio Art student who finds you will hug you) or seeing deer in the middle of the night, Mac may be the place for you! Check it out and you may fall in love too.
Georgia Mahoney-Webster Ella Maria Lani Yelich-O’Connor, better known as “Lorde,” is the new “queen of alternative” music, according to Billboard magazine. With interesting alt beats and insightful, yet fun, lyrics, Lorde has the music world in the palm of her hands. Her album, Pure Heroine, dropped this past month. It peaked at numbers 2 and 3 on the top charts in Canada and in the United States, which is unheard of for a 16-year-old from New Zealand. When she came to Toronto in early October, I had the privilege of going to her concert at the Danforth Music Hall. I was extremely excited to see Lorde perform, and the pre-show was just as I had anticipated. The audience was mainly teenagers, all of whom would claim that Lorde “speaks to their soul.” The opening band, “Until the Ribbon Breaks,” was really interesting and instantly won the crowd over with a memorable half-hour set. They established an incredible vibe throughout
Overpriced outfits, humungous hairstyles, and pretentious poses… chances are, you’ve probably fit a few, if not many, episodes of “Toddlers and Tiaras” into your jam-packed schedule. There are evenings where you may catch yourself sprawled across the couch, engrossed in this hit show featuring, of all things to feature, 5-year-olds prancing across a pageant stage. From oodles of spray tans, to fake pearly whites, to caked-on makeup: these 5-year-olds have got it all. Or so they think. The hit TLC show – and, on a grander scale, the concept of child beauty pageants – has caused this popular and controversial debate to surface: how much is too much? The earliest forms of beauty pageants date back to ancient Greece, where competitions were held to determine “the fairest of them all.” Since then, the establishments of modern-day beauty pageants in the 1920s, and child pageants in the 1960s, have spiraled into multi-billion dollar industries that promote more than just casual dress-up. They encourage a reward system that recognizes individuals’ appearance and personality, and more specifically, the passion, poise, and physical perfection that a contestant must embody. This can be overwhelming for any adult, but it is even more so for a young child. You may think that child pageants are harmless contests that encourage friendly competition and an opportunity to solidify self-confidence. After all, isn’t it reassuring, and even exalting, to be deemed “pretty?” Even better, to win a tiara for it? Many people would nod their heads in agreement. I recently interviewed a family friend, whose 9-year-old daughter has
the crowd, which rarely occurs within opening acts. When Lorde, dressed in a black frock, walked onto the stage, the audience went CRAZY. Her statuesque silhouette prominently glided around the stage, which had very minimal lighting. She opened the show with Bravado, a song from her EP, “The Love Club.” Unfortunately, Lorde’s actual performance did not live up to my expectations. She has a very odd stage presence; even though she’s on the stage and actually singing, her back track is very prominent. So many times I caught myself saying, “Wow, this sounds just like the recording!” but I later realized her back track was almost the whole song. She only performed snippets of her songs, usually singing the verses and, at most, half of the chorus, while the back track would fill in the rest. Overall, her set was very good, but not amazing; she sang a lot off of her new album that had just been released a week before the concert. When she sang “Royals,” the crowd went absolutely insane, singing the whole song so loudly
participated in the occasional pageant here and there. “It’s a good learning experience for my daughter. It can be hectic, but she learns new social skills and how to deal with both wins and losses,” she tells me. In fact, according to statistics, approximately 2.5 million girls compete in beauty pageants each year in the United States. This number alone shows how integrated the beauty pageant culture has become in today’s society. Others, however, pump their fists in the air in disagreement. Author and researcher Martina M. Cartwright presents scientific research stating that in 2006, 40% of children who participated in beauty pageants currently have psychological problems, and 60% were unhappy during the competition. Sore feet and itchy hair are the least concerning of issues: young pageant contestants are likely to experience eating disorders, sexualization, and depression during, and after their pageant careers. This is confirmed by William Pinsof, a clinical psychologist, who said that “being a little Barbie doll says your body has to be a certain way...this can unleash a whole complex of destructive self-experiences that can lead to all kinds of body distortions in terms of body image.” The problem is that these children can’t – or don’t have the capacity to – say “no.” Their mothers (and occasionally fathers, although it’s a rarity) are often the driving force behind the scandalous outfits and frivolous routines. It’s never a surprise when the camera focuses on a mother beaming with joy as her daughter gives a twitching smile to the judges or, in even more fascinating scenarios, when the camera pin
25 that one couldn’t even hear her sing! That, if you ask me, is not ideal… If I were going to a show to hear the crowd sing, I can assure you I would pay much, much less. After “Royals,” Lorde disappeared off stage and came back wearing a Leafs jersey, which, once again, made the crowd go wild. She closed her concert with a song called “A World Alone” from her new album. It is one of the weaker tracks on the album; she sang it well, but her awkward dancing on the barely-lit stage was still only mediocre. When “A World Alone” ended, she casually walked off stage and the lights instantly came on. I looked at my watch. It was 10:15 pm. Why couldn’t she sing EVERYTHING on both her EP and album, and just continue ‘til 11 pm?! Who knows the reason? Maybe she had schoolwork to do (after all, she IS 16 years old) but I was nonetheless unimpressed. She was on-stage for just over an hour; she had delivered a good show, but not a great one, which is why I would have to rate my idol with 4 out of 5 stars for this concert.
points a mother raging with frustration as her 7-year-old twirls to the left instead of the right. It can be inferred, from even a few episodes of “Toddlers and Tiaras” that these mothers are far more intoxicated by the experience than their children. So who’s to blame? The mothers? Sure, these mothers may be paving an unpredictable and treacherous path for their young children; nevertheless, the popularity of child beauty pageants is not solely a result of their doings. In fact, it’s the doings of society as a whole. Over time, society has acclimatized to the concept of child pageants and has furthered this acceptance by filming and advertising reality shows such as “Toddlers and Tiaras.” Whether you full-heartedly love or loathe child beauty pageants, or simply see them as an occasional form of entertainment, they have unarguably become entwined in today’s culture. Now, it’s just a matter of stepping back and reflecting: how much is too much?
Eve Kraicer From the window across the hall I can see the entire city. Big glass buildings of the downtown shoot up like the icicles that will soon cover everything and anything. Farther away, the river encircles the island; there’s a blue bridge and a red rollercoaster crossing over each other on the shore. Directly below the window is campus, with lecture halls, libraries, and fields of cyclists whizzing down the streets. McGill students spend a lot of time in alcoves of libraries, pouring over readings and notes. McGill is good; classes are hard and profs are interesting and you feel like you’re learning the things you ought to know. We spend a lot of time in libraries, but when Kant and Ashbury blur into more nonsense than they already are, we go to Montreal. We rifle through bins and bins of vintage clothes on St. Denis and eat bagels and bagels from St. Urbain. McGill is good, but Montreal is better. And the people it attracts are better yet. In my room, a friend plays guitar and another is painting with watercolours we bought today from Dollarama. Tonight, we’ll wander along St. Laurent to the bars, wrapped in scarves and gloves because winter is already biting. And soon we’ll build a rink outside my residence. We’ll steal trays from the dining hall to toboggan down the road. And maybe it’s the gas-station-wine-goggles that make the city seem this poetic. But I’m only on my second glass, so maybe it’s not.
24 as did mingling with the likes of Bob Dylan and Edie Sedgwick and being a part of Warhol’s Kyle Mastarciyan intricate art projects. One would fondly rememLou Reed is dead. At age 71, Lou Reed is ber the day when Warhol made Lou Reed and departed. Read those words and try to understand bandmates, Maureen Tucker and Sterling Morthem, because I’m having a damned hard enough ris, act as screens on which Warhol projected his time just trying to make sense of it all. Lou Reed was movies. larger than life. He wasn’t just a singer; he wasn’t Just as all good things do, Velvet Underjust a guitarist; he wasn’t just the Velvet Underground came to an end in 1970. The good times, ground’s front man. Lou Reed was the man who however, were not over for Lou Reed. He went changed music for the better. He was the inspiration on to release a number of successful albums, for haunting but true verses, real moments in writ- including his 1972 hit Transformer, produced ten song, and poetry that need not rhyme - it just by David Bowie, which bore lyrical fruits such had to make sense to you. It was raw; it was angry; it as Satellite Love, Perfect Day, and Walk On The was truthful. Most of all, it was spiritual, and he was Wild Side. spiritual. One didn’t simply listen to what Lou Reed Many may ask what Reed really did for was saying - one felt what he was saying. music (other than being the predominent inspirIn 1965, when Andy Warhol was made manager ation for Glam, Punk, and the start of Grunge). of The Velvet Underground and suggested that Nico, The answer to this is best put in Brian Eno’s a German singer, should collaborate with the band, famous quote itself. Eno said, in response to a music history was made. “The Velvet Underground question regarding The Velvet’s selling of only and Nico” is a testament to changing times and dif- a small number of their first album, “everyone It can be hard to compare modern-day ferent perceptions. In one album, Lou Reed decided who bought one of those 30,000 copies started a music to that of years ago, especially since tothat, if he wanted to write about sadism and drug band.” While this is not literally true, the album abuse, he would do so. No one would stop him. And did inspire those who purchased it to look into day’s music can be so materialistic, uninspired so he did. He wasn’t aiming to hurt anyone or shock new music and embrace styles that were Avant and sometimes seems to have no point. Lou Reed may eventually be forgotten; the comthe masses, he was just calling life as he saw it: he Garde and straddling the line between relevant ing generations might be puzzled and wonder took what he perceived and experienced and trans- and obscure. This led to a public fascination just who older folk are rattling on about when formed it into songs. with everything that was not the status quo, a they chuckle to themselves as they listen to I’m The Velvet Underground charged into the phenomenon in which Reed definitely played a Sticking With You. Those who do remember popular music scene with Lou Reed riding at the major role. Like The Sex Pistols at the Manchesforefront of the band. This was typical of Reed, who ter Lesser Free Trade Hall in 1976, The Velvet him, however, will sit back and smile, knowing that the music which kids are listening to put himself at the heart of every situation. Reed’s Underground & Nico had a very profound effect days at Andy Warhol’s studio, “The Factory,” and as on many people, and, though we do not know nowadays was probably born in a little studio part of Warhol’s multimedia event “Exploding Plas- exactly who bought the album, we do know that called The Factory, in the mind of a marvelous man known by the name of Lou Reed. tic Inevitable” certainly influenced his music, those who did made a significant difference. Louise Castonguay The life of a North Toronto grad can get pretty hectic. With everything that we’re dealing with – whether it’s homework, making it to sports practices, sitting in on club meetings, more homework, stressing about what we’re going to do after high school, getting enough sleep, knocking off our volunteer hours so that we can all graduate, keeping up with all our extracurricular activities, showering, even more homework, and making appearances at TIFF for the premiere of our internationally acclaimed films, and eating – it’s hard to find time for ourselves. In the words of Sesame Street’s Big Bird, “one of these things is not like the other.” My friend Dylan Authors started his acting career when he was just a kid. He landed his first role in his elementary school production of Shrek. From what I hear, the audience couldn’t tell that he wasn’t a green ogre. It has been my pleasure to live across the street from Dylan for about twelve years, despite the fact that for the first seven years he wasn’t really on my radar. That was until one star struck moment in our local grocery store. In my eyes, he was the star of his first feature film, Mr. Magorium’s Wonder Imporium, and when I laid eyes on him on that rainy October day in No Frills, his lines as Mark the Finger Painter were on repeat in my head. Recently, I asked Dylan if he remembered this encounter that could have very well been the defining moment of my life, and he had no idea what I was talking about so clearly I played it super cool. I wasn’t ‘bout that fan girl life. Since his first major role, Dylan has been part of many other productions such as Family Channel’s ‘Connor Undercover,’ TNT’s ‘Falling Skies,’ and most recently, ‘The Husband,’ which premiered at this year’s Toronto International Film Festival. I went to see the movie with a couple of friends, and we were blown away. ‘The Husband’ is an independent Canadian film that explores the life of a30-something, ad-agency copywriter, who is saddled with an infant son,
Donna Yu while his wife is doing jail time for sleeping with her 14 year old student. We were all shocked at how serious Dylan’s character (Colin Nesmith, the 14 year-old home wrecker) was and were curious about how he prepared for the role, so I walked across the street last night with cookies and asked him. “Depending on the deepness and how dynamic a specific character is, I usually like to place my head onto their shoulders. Memorizing lines is the first step. Then knowing them by heart to play around with them is next.” Like I said before, grads at NT have it pretty rough and Dylan has missed large chunks of school to film his “favorite project so far,” TNT’s Falling Skies, which could have had a serious impact on his grades. “I had an on-set tutor who assisted in balancing my schoolwork. When I was in Vancouver filming, I would email my teachers and do tests and such with the on-set teacher.” So, while this job caused Dylan a decent amount of stress, when it came to keeping his grades up, he claims that the reason it was his favorite project is “Because I made so many strong friendships. A lot of the cast was a lot older than me so I became close with a lot of the adults on set. I had a lot of mentors that I was basically being paid to hang out with which was pretty cool.” When it comes to film, Dylan’s largest inspiration is Steven Spielberg,
the director on the set for Falling Skies. “He even made a promise, which he kept, to see a short film of mine off of YouTube. He sent me a letter in response and on that morning that I received it, I was the happiest boy in the world.” It is clear that Dylan is a pretty special kid. He has a lot on his plate, and handles it all with grace and humility. ‘Variety’ magazine acknowledged that TIFF “is second only to ‘Cannes’ in terms of high-profile films, stars and market activity.” Films that show at TIFF such as Black Swan, Precious, and The Kings Speech, have gone on to win Oscars. Something this exciting and impressive deserves some serious recognition, and a simple tweet reading “Congrats” wouldn’t cut it. After we viewed The Husband at TIFF, Dylan’s co-star, Maxwell McCabeLokos, answered one of our questions in front of a theatre filled with 1200 people. Simply put, “Dylan Authors was by far the best kid that we saw. Very professional. Very talented. We knew we wanted him the second he opened his mouth. We were very lucky we found him.” About a week after the film’s premiere, it got picked up internationally. Never mind the 17,000 Tumblr posts, 47,000 Google search items, and four Facebook fan pages with his name attached to them – look out world, Authors is about to go international.
9 Jack Denton and Laith Goldie NT is filled with lots of funny people, but who’s the funniest, and who represents the ultimate humourist within our school walls? Upon posing this question for the Student Profile, one person immediately popped into my mind: Laith Goldie. For at least as long as I can remember, Laith has embodied that smart, diarrhea-of-the-mouth type of jokester that most of you are familiar with. And for all we know, he came out of the womb smiling, cracking jokes, and spitting out rhymes. He’s the two-time winner of the “Best Costume” award for Red and Grey Day, the loud, everpresent comedic force of the fourth floor, and I even hear that the boy’s a rapper now. I present to you, ladies and gents of NT, Laith Goldie: The Joker. What is your current state of mind? So gone, also I just don’t care. What is your idea of perfect happiness? Watching YouTube for hours on end while eating Doritos Sweet Chilli Heat, never playing Ping Pong on the table in my basement, and waking up Sunday morning with a text sent at 2:30am from my best friend saying “where are you?”
What is your greatest fear? Neck injuries and falling from high places, like seriously every time I’m somewhere more than 25 feet off the ground, I feel the urge to jump.
Where would you most like to live? Somewhere warm all year like California, I would also love to live in Vancouver.
What is the trait you most deplore in others? Taking life too seriously and feeling like everything has to be perfect, I’ve mastered not giving a crap myself; I recommend those people try it sometime. On what occasion do you lie? When I’m asked about my age. One time my barber asked me if I was eighteen yet and out of impulse I said yes, which cost me an extra 4 dollars…
What do you consider the most overrated virtue? Speed, it’s not always better to finish first.
What is the quality you most What is your greatest like in a woman? extravagance? Being able to tell at all times Jordans. when I’m joking, hard to If you could change one thing Which words or phrases do you come by. Also the ability to about yourself, what would most overuse? cook; food is my lifeblood. it be? Admit it was funny. You got I would think more before a free base? Yo reach club for acting. What or who is the greatest love of your life? a pump, I’ll buy you chicken Haley J. Wright. fingers and fries. What is the quality you most like in a man? When and where were you happiest? Being comfortable with one’s sexuality. Friday through Sunday, when I’m absolutely killing it on the dance floor. What do you consider your greatest achievement? Being considered “The Joker” of NT. What do you most dislike about your appearance? My nipples are awfully flat, like someone ironed them to my chest. What is your most marked Which historical figure do characteristic? you most identify with? I’m funny, and really, really Ghengis Khan; there’s a Which talent would you most like to have? humble. 1 in 200 chance you’re Being a great rapper and a great actor…oh wait. related to him. He’s the Subscribe to my YouTube channel “laithgoldie” original player. for both of those in the future? What are your favourite names? Voit, Maverick, Lewith, Townsend. Who is your hero of fiction? McCoy, his pull to chill ratio is 5 to 5.
What is your motto? “Live life to the fullest shooting for the stars and dodging bullets” (motto made up by yours truly).
Who are your favourite writers? Eminem, Atmosphere, Chiddy Bang, Joey Bada$$, Kendrick Lamar.
How would you like to die? Falling from a great height, like the CN Tower or something equally as crazy.
Who are your heroes in real life? Teachers, because they put up with me and all my hijinks and shenanigans.
What is your greatest regret? Not pursuing acting at a young age.
What is the trait you most deplore in yourself? I had to look up the word “deplore,” but I would say speaking before I think, it happens all the time and gets me in the doghouse 9 times out of 10. Also I take things way too far.
What is your most treasured possession? A gold pocket watch left by my grandfather.
Donna Yu Leigh Cameron Spirited, electrifying, exciting, super party, welcoming, community, TAMS, stupendous, diverse, radical, bodacious, traditions, home. These are the words my floormates and I came up with to describe Queen’s University. Located on gorgeous Lake Ontario (not too far from home), Queen’s is one of the best schools around. Whether you’re slamming your jackets as an engineer, shaking your booty in Con-Ed, or feeling good in ArtSci, Queen’s has a program that will make you feel at home. The profs are amazing, the teaching assistants rock, and the students definitely know how to work hard and play hard. There are tons of fun and welcoming clubs to join on campus. Coming to Queen’s is one of the best decisions I’ve ever made. If you want all those words to describe YOUR life, get your ass to Queen’s!
All photos: Maggie Chang and Colby Cohen
Jillian Li With her bubbly and charismatic personality, Ms. Clarke-Hart is the newest addition to the science department at North Toronto. Teaching Grades 9 and 10 general science and Grade 11 biology, Ms. Hart says that NT has been treating her well. She’s taken aback by the school’s incredible spirit and the number of highly motivated students. In fact, she was known to be an “all-rounder” herself in high school, excelling in a variety of areas including academics, sports, and drama. The key to such success? She lives by and preaches the quote, “Determination is the whip that drives a man to success.” It is through her vivacious approach to teaching that results in both informative and engaging classes for her students. Ms. Hart also says that she loves to sing and dance in her spare time, and is always up for some good humor. When asked about a funny quote she could think of on the spot, Ms. Hart shares, “My mother told me, you don’t have to put anything in your mouth if you don’t want to. Then she made me eat broccoli, which felt like double standards.”
Lu Chen Ms. Jeffs is the new educational assistant in Resource at NT. She says that she’s really enjoying NT and that it’s very different from what she’s used to. “It’s a school filled with spirit. On spirit days, everyone’s involved,” she says. No surprise there; Red and Grey Day certainly is something to behold. When asked about her high school days, she said that she was very busy. She took classes at lunch to leave early to go to her job as a receptionist at a construction company, so she didn’t have much time to participate in many extracurriculars. Her most embarrassing high school moment would be when she mistook a bag of salt for sugar in her baking class. The brownies that resulted from that mistake were served to her entire class. When asked why she wanted to go into youth work, she responded that she loves children and wants to make a difference. Let’s help Ms. Jeffs make a difference, NT!
Lu Chen Mr. Jones is the new chemistry teacher on the block, and is he ever experienced. Having worked in biotech and in research concerning TB, he certainly isn’t new to the wonderful world of chemistry. When asked why he decided to leave the research job and come teach high schoolers, he responded, “I realized that I enjoyed my volunteer job working with people more than my actual research.” When asked about his high school years, he scratched his head and said that he worked hard and was very involved; he loved both sports and music. However, he was quiet unless people talked to him; he wasn’t really a centre-stage kind of person. If he had to give the students here at NT some advice, he responded with these words of wisdom: “Look towards the horizon and don’t be short-sighted. Live in the moment, but don’t forget the big picture.” And then I asked him the big question: how was he enjoying NT? Well, you can all let out your breaths, as he said that NT is a fantastic school with great students and great staff. I’m glad to hear that you’re enjoying NT, Mr. Jones, and I’m certain that we here at NT are very lucky to have you as a part of our staff.
Lu Chen Mr. Lane is the new Phys. Ed and Exercise Science teacher here at NT. When asked for his opinion of NT so far, he responded that the students and staff are great, although the students are a bit too preoccupied with marks to properly enjoy the ride. His favourite quote is: “Be nice to nerds. Chances are you’ll be working for one.” When asked about his high school days, he says that his nickname was “Euroflash” as he was a fast hockey player who played a European-style game. You may not know when he’s joking, and he doesn’t always give straight answers; it may be necessary to read between the lines when communicating with Mr. Lane. Despite him being a bit of a puzzle, it’s a pleasure to have Mr. Lane among the ranks of our amazing NT staff.
As most of you know by now, we have another Ms. Lau at NT. She, unlike the more familiar Ms. Lau, resides on the third floor and teaches business. Her first impression of NT is that it’s a good school with excellent teachers and enthusiastic students. As a high school student, she was both academically inclined and athletic; she had good grades and was nominated for Athlete of the Year. She played volleyball, basketball, tennis, and participated in cross country, music, and vocals. Talk about busy. When asked why she decided to become a teacher, she replied that she enjoys helping people and improving their skills to give them opportunities that they might not have had otherwise. Her most embarrassing moment from high school was when she and a partner had won the Toronto Science Competition, and her partner had only registered himself. When their project was announced the winner, he ran up by himself and never said she was a part of it. She had to go up and tell all of the people assembled that she helped with the project as well. Some things you may not know about Ms. Lau are that she sings karaoke and travels the world. Her advice to NT students? “Live for the moment.”
Lu Chen Before Ms. Vaughn became the new secretary in Guidance, she was a graphic designer who designed magazines, flyers, and promotional items. When I asked her how that experience was, she responded, “I enjoyed it a lot, but the hours were crazy.” As a high school student, she was a part of the swim team and her favourite subject was art. Since she was a graphic designer, it’s safe to say that this answer was to be expected. When asked about her hidden talents, she quipped, “they’re still hidden.” Before I let Ms. Vaughn go back to her work, I asked her how she was enjoying NT so far. She replied that she’s enjoyed her stay at NT, as the staff and students at NT are friendly. Don’t forget to smile and say hello when you’re waiting for your next Guidance appointment, lest we lose our reputation as the nice and friendly students of North Toronto.
Another Thanksgiving weekend has come and gone and, as has been the trend for over twenty years, the stores had not only the Hallowe’en stuff, but also Christmas decorations for sale in the second week of October. Perhaps I should have referred to them as “Holiday” decorations in deference to political correctness, but I am as far from being politically correct as one can get. Not very many people speak out against politically correct ideas, because doing so brands them as a racist or a redneck; however, the issue has to be addressed, and it looks like I’m elected. Political correctness revolves around language that does not offend anybody. However, the fact that political correctness demands that we call the Christmas season, “the Holiday” offends Christians, because the very word “Christmas” seems to have become taboo. What hypocrisy! Are we not supposed to respect ALL religions? I am offended by this hypocrisy, and I’m not even a Christian–I am a pragmatic agnostic. Christmas is the only religious holiday whose name must not be spoken. I suppose it is because holidays of other religions fall around the same time, and, of course, not everybody is a Christian. And yet, the names of other religious holidays, even Christian ones, are spoken openly without any recrimination. Why is this? Why is Christmas singled out?
Honestly, I don’t know the answer. Also, I don’t think non-Christians are responsible for this politically correct nonsense. I think it is politicians of every stripe who are responsible for this, in their efforts to pander for votes from an increasingly diverse society. Political correctness has so ingrained itself in every level of our society that we are afraid to say “Merry Christmas” when we offer good wishes to other people in December, for fear of offending them if they turn out to be non-Christian. My position is that if you can’t accept a good wish in the spirit in which it is intended, you’re the one with the problem; you are the one who is being intolerant. If you want to receive tolerance and acceptance, you have to give it. It’s that plain and simple. The fact is that we all know Christmas is coming and it is a big deal for the religious, secular, and commerce-minded alike in North American society. My family and I celebrated Christmas back when we considered ourselves practising Roman Catholics, and we still do (although in a secular way), even though we don’t follow any religious belief system anymore. Whatever its origin, ANY holiday is time for families to spend time together. Whether you are religious or not, Christian or not, the fact is that you get time off from work and school because of Christmas, so let’s give this holiday the respect we give other holidays and call it
by name instead of tip-toeing around it. The politically correct types are not fooling anyone when they talk about “the Holiday’ and “Holiday trees,” so knock it off!
Jane Bradshaw They also like fantasy football, jeans, Thanksgiving, and, you guessed it, Fridays. After debuting Rebecca Black in 2011, Patrice Williams and his team at ARK Music Factory have cashed in on all teen-related topics in hopes of gaining more YouTube views, popularity and money. The business is based off of the recruitment of juvenile artists (or willing parents) who pay a $4,000 fee to ARK. The company will, in turn, write and produce a musical collaboration with the artist. They are interested in various types of music: it could be a song about a favourite pair of pants, like Jenna Rose’s 2010 “My Jeans,” or a short clip for your Bar Mitzvah, such as the “I’m Zack!” video from 2011. Despite seeming silly, ARK is very serious about their business, stating that their main objective is to make “it possible for an emerging artist to be discovered, defined and delivered, to advance in their chosen career and be successful.” Their latest “star” is young Alison Gold, who is hoping to become famous via her new single, “Chinese Food.” Similar to Nicole Westbrook’s “Thanksgiving,” Gold expresses her love for food - specifically Chinese. The video begins with the preteen awkwardly walking down the street while singing about her cravings for fried rice, chow mein, and noodles. She then enters a Chinese restaurant and buys and eats her favourite dishes. Afterwards, she dances off with a Panda, which turns out to be Patrice Williams, the CEO of ARK and rapper in Rebecca Black’s “Friday.” The clip also includes a sleepover with the Panda, dancing
geishas, subtitles in random languages and a rainbow. Overall, this is a video that Internet Trolls do not want to miss. With many of these kinds of videos going viral, viewers may begin to wonder if it is fair for ARK and Wilson to exploit rich kids and their parents for these lyrical disasters. Yes, there is rapid fame, but the kids must also endure the backlash of cyber bullying. More importantly, the “hate” is becoming increasingly indistinguishable from the fame. The multitude of views on YouTube, as well as tweets and Facebook comments, only propel ARK to continue to make ghastly music videos (and money!). Unfortunately, the more buzz generated about each video makes it more likely for Patrice Williams to further embarrass children for his own glory. Ariana Crispin-Frei, a Grade 11 student, adds that “having a young female sing the song will attract both female viewers, who will either relate to her or judge her, and male viewers, who will assess how hot she is. It’s sad, but the company will find such ways to exploit the singers in order to gain views and therefore earn more money.” The consequences of these actions are quite visible, as negative comments about ARK’s young singers are posted globally online. These judgments not only affect the artist’s potential musical success, but their social lives as well. Grade 11 Robert Gott agrees, “It totally ruins their lives; at least their teen years.” Rebecca Black had to drop out of school
because of the attacks she received online, both from ‘Friday’ as well as her other musical attempts. “The bullying was very large-scale and she was made fun of for many totally unrelated issues, just because she got so much media attention…If she were under the impression that she’s on her way to fame, however, receiving all that criticism is actually really important for her to experience. This kind of antipathetic attention is exactly what all celebrities have to face daily,” Ariana adds. Sooner or later, the money-hungry entrepreneur, Patrice Williams, may have to shut down his business: even viewers are getting tired of ARK’s creations. “I don’t want to eat chowchowchowchow mein anymore; I don’t want to listen to people talking about mashed potatoes, or jeans, or any of that. I don’t want to have anything to do with this artificial music world. It’s annoying,” says Grade 12 Maria Nicula. “The pure terribleness of these songs make me seriously question the integrity of this world in which children are allowed (and encouraged) to sing such poorly-written songs,” concludes Ariana. But, on the bright side, now people at least have a song to hum to themselves while waiting for their Chinese take-out.
Among her traditional Valentines and Halloween outfits, Hyslop has also dressed Charlotte Corelli Florence for other occasions. “My all time Since 2000, Florence Moosengale has favourite outfit would be her Queen Victoria served as a landmark at Bayview and Moore. one,” she said. “There was also the time we The thirteen year old moose was purchased made her a pink elephant... just because we by Integracare as a part of Mayor Lastman’s millennium “Moose in the City” project. Since could.” And where does a moose like Florence then, she has been fitted with roughly nine outfits per year by the company’s Human Resour- keep her outfits? “Her closet is bigger than mine,” said Hyslop. Currently, the basement ces Manager, Sandra Hyslop. of Integracare is devoted to Florence and her “We got Florence,” said Hyslop, “when wardrobe. Down there are many materials Mayor Lastman was selling them to advertise such as lamp shades to make her hats and past for people to come to Toronto.” In total, over costumes, not to mention her boyfriend, a 325 moose in different poses were sold across stuffed character. the city. Buyers included McDonald’s, CTV, Sunnybrook Hospital and St. Clement’s School. While many were sold off in an auction for charity after one year, Florence has stayed. Integracare is a nursing agency that works to “keep people in their home as long as they are still comfortable there,” said Hyslop. When Florence originally arrived as a part of Moose in the City, she had been painted as a nurse by a team of 500 local artists that had decorated the entire herd. Then, for Halloween, “Mrs. Russel, owner of Integracare, brought over a witch hat for Florence,” Hyslop said. “But then she needed a cape.” Following her first Halloween costume, it was only right that the moose would have a Christmas one too. That was how Florence Moosengale came to be the moose that people drove by to see what she was wearing. “I’ve kind of figured out how to do the dresses,” said Hyslop, who spends around four hours putting each costume onto the antlered giant. “Because her legs don’t lift up, I have to sew each one right onto her.”
Rachel Katz Why is it acceptable to suck at math? Everyone has enough knowledge of the English language to string together a text message. So why is it okay to not know your multiplication tables? That’s not even math. It’s arithmetic. The problem in North America is that we do not place enough importance on learning the basic building blocks of arithmetic when children are young. Instead of rapid-fire drills that reinforce concepts, children in elementary school learn math at a somewhat plodding pace. By Grade 3 in Canada, students are just starting to learn basic, one-digit multiplication. Compare this with Japan’s math curriculum, which is far more rigorous. By Grade 3 in Japan, students are already comfortable with multiplication and division with multiple digits and have a basic understanding of how to apply these computations to problems. Clearly we place more importance on literacy than math in North America. This bias is best shown in Ontario’s Grade 9 math EQAO test and Grade 10 OSSLT. In order to obtain a high school diploma in Ontario, you must have passed the OSSLT. There is no such requirement for the math EQAO. Out of interest, I conducted a survey of 100 current high school students and recent high school graduates in North America. When asked about the importance of literacy in everyday life, 93 of the respondents said literacy was “very important.” About half as many rated arithmetic as being very important on a day-today basis, and when asked to weigh the importance of the two disciplines, 47% said literacy
Rachel Katz was more important. A measly 6% thought arithmetic to be of greater importance. Just to clarify, math and arithmetic are not the same thing. The website for Math Media, a math software company says, “Arithmetic is to mathematics as spelling is to writing.” Not everyone needs to have read Ulysses, but getting through a magazine article should not be a challenge. Similarly, while it’s true that not everyone needs to have advanced knowledge of calculus to lead a successful life, there is no escaping arithmetic’s long shadow. There are very few jobs today that require no math, and even in the rare instances where no “real math” is needed, arithmetic still figures into the equation because it is the math you need just to pay the bills and buy groceries. Other countries, such as China, South Korea, and Finland, continue to top the test-score-achievement charts while Canada and the United States slowly slide further and further down the list. Many of these chart-topping nations, especially those in Asia, have some of
As Florence serves Torontonians as a landmark, her siblings have ventured all over. One can be found in the Metro Toronto Convention Centre, another on a roof at Mt. Pleasant and St. Leonard’s. Some are even as far as Shanghai. Overall, the entire family brought in over $5 million for Toronto and nearly 2 million tourists according to the Moose in the City website. While people may not know Florence on a first-name-basis, many know that she is there. Many care about her too. “Around the winter, before she gets her coat,” said Hyslop, “people phone in saying that she’s really cold.”
the biggest economies in the world. If North American students are unable to keep up even with math test scores, where is our own economy headed when these students enter the workforce? The battle has not yet been lost. There are more ways than ever before to pick up basic arithmetic. All it takes is a quick search and one can find tutorials, videos, worksheets, and explanations from all over the world to help enhance one’s understanding of basic computations. One high school student I spoke with said she “use[s] tons of online resources to work on [her] skills and look at concepts from different perspectives.” It’s a start, I guess. Not only do math and arithmetic teach us how to apply the quadratic formula and how to do long division, but they teach us valuable lessons about ourselves as well. I recall one of my math teachers once saying, “We don’t do [math] because it’s easy or because we already know the answer.” We do math because there is something beautiful in its difficulty. As frustrating as it is to wrestle with a concept in math, whether it be two-digit subtraction or how to solve matrices, there is no feeling that compares to that of mastering your math. Throughout my math education there have been days when I questioned what I was learning and why it was important. Eventually though, I would understand the concept I had been struggling with, and also feel confident and successful because I had persevered. Not everyone needs to be a calculus whizz. Not everyone needs to graph polynomial functions. But arithmetic is nothing to be afraid of.
11 Lu Chen As all of us late students probably know by now, Mr. Mack is the less familiar VP who stands by Stairway CC at 9:01. Before he came to NT, he was the VP at a certain other school that shall not be named. I was eager to ask him how NT is compared to that school on Mount Pleasant. “The students are more polite and more positive at NT,” he replies, “and since NT’s building is new, the environment seems healthier and happier. But NT and Northern are equally as busy.” He has a Master’s Degree in French, and he was a French teacher at Eastdale, Danforth, and Bloor CI. He was a VP at Oakwood and Northern. Before coming to NT, he taught at OISE and U of T. When asked about his own days as a high school student, he says, “I was very studious. I played in the school band.” His most embarrassing moment? “I got an E in physics. When I got report cards, I had to go around and the teachers would write my marks down and sign. It was embarrassing because other teachers saw the mark,” he says. I didn’t know what an E was, so I asked to clarify. “It’s lower than a D.” Oh. We all feel the pain of physics, Mr. Mack. When asked what he missed the most about being a teacher, he says that he misses being in a classroom and the daily contact with kids. With the amount of people in the late line, daily contact with students mustn’t be too lacking. We at NT are very lucky to have Mr. Mack, and let’s try our best to blow Northern out of the water with our wonderfulness (that means reducing our numbers in the late line, peeps!).
I started off with asking what Ms. Slean, who has also taught at Leaside and Winston Churchill, thinks of North Toronto. She likes it. She thinks that the school seems very spirited, everyone is involved, and everyone is very nice. Good first impression, North Toronto! I asked Ms. Slean (known as “B” in high school) about her school experience. However, all of her best memories happened outside of school, and should not be shared. Proving what we always hear, her best tip for success is to get involved. When I asked her what she would tell her high school self if she could, her answer was: Don’t worry so much. It will all work out. Ms. Slean cannot whistle. She also went backpacking around Europe for two months, alone, when she was twenty-one. Talk about cool experiences! When I asked her about her hobbies, Ms. Slean said that she likes to swim, read, and run. Her favourite food is ice cream, and Nice is her top vacation spot. She also loves the television show Sons of Anarchy.
Tamar KB Ms. Itwaru is a new addition to NT’s wonderful English department. Having previously taught at inner city schools, this is her fifth year of teaching. When asked for her high school nickname, she responded, “Shorty. Unfortunately, I’m the same height now as I was back then. God bless heels.” Her most embarrassing moment in high school? “I used to be very accident prone...One that’s especially awkward happened in a packed cafeteria at lunchtime: I was carrying a tray of food and soda and tripped over a kid who was sitting on the floor with his legs stretched out. I twisted sideways and hit the ground, and my tray went flying, colouring the air and then the floor with fries, ketchup, nuggets, pizza, and soda (I kept my diet healthy, what can I say). Of course this had to happen right in front of a group of grade 12 kids.” Ms. Itwaru was quiet, under-the-radar, and always had her head in a novel or was writing short stories when she was in high school. And her favourite thing about NT? “What I like the most about NT is the school spirit that exists here, which is unlike anything I’ve ever seen at any of the other schools I’ve taught at.” Don’t let her size fool you; she makes up for it in both wisdom and personality.
Charlotte Corelli North Toronto has been through a lot in the past 25 years. We have moved to a new building, our lockers have shrunk, our principal has changed, we’ve gone from a junior and senior lunch hour to a combined one and 25 graduating classes have walked through the halls. North Toronto has been through a lot, but there is one thing that has not changed: Ms. Montgomery. At the end of last year, Ms. Montgomery retired , leaving behind 25 years working for the school board as well as time working in life and auto insurance and medical offices. “When I began, we had manual typewriters,” said Montgomery with a faint smile. “But then, we only had less than a dozen entries per day versus up to 400 now.” Whether you are happy to visit the office or not, Ms. Montgomery is always there to welcome you. For
staff and students, her absence will be greatly missed. “I’ll miss her jokes about Stage Crew,” said Rachel Katz, one of the Stage Crew heads. “During Fashion show, she and Ms. Britton would laugh when I came in every morning with the excusal sheets for crew.” As of now, Montgomery only has plans for the immediate future. “I have one grandchild who is two,” she said, “and the second is due in May.” For now, she hopes to spend time with these grandchildren as well as take more time to do the things she loves; when reading a book, she said that she has “always had to close it too early.” While North Toronto certainly won’t be the same without her, the staff and students wish Ms. Montgomery the best in the future as she “tries things [she has] wanted to do.” “The staff and students are what makes this place,” she concluded. “I love it...the spirit and dedication.”
Julian Mazzitelli First of all, it seems as though I’ve finally met my goal of writing something for Graffiti (and at the last possible opportunity too). Nice. The past two months of my life at the University of Toronto have been dramatically different from my previous years at NT. During the transition to university there seemed to be a dissonant superposition of my work habits colliding with the vast array of new experiences and possibilities at U of T. Ultimately, the wave function is now smooth and energetic and I learn to live the university life better each day. I am studying life science and computer science. This means that my courses include biology, chemistry, computer science, mathematical expression and reasoning for computer science, and calculus. Some of my friends tell me I have a heavy course load, but you haven’t seen the engineer’s schedules. If there is ever any frustration over the workload, it is always neglected by the sheer strength of the community here. Whether you are engaging in pseudo-intellectual discussions, asking someone where the male washroom is (I know, it is very confusing that the male/female washrooms are in different places), or just discussing the wonder of protein formation and the emergence of life with your biology professor, there is always someone new and interesting to talk to. Additionally, there is a huge number of clubs and teams at U of T. No matter what your interests are, there is something for you. What caught my attention was the iGEM (internationally genetically engineered machine) team, or synthetic biology club. In this club, a team of students come up with a proposal throughout the year for an experiment involving synthetic biology, and, throughout the four months of summer, carry out the experiment. I found it very thrilling that I could potentially live as a research student within my first year here. All in all, U of T has been a very rewarding experience, and I venture an invitation to anyone interested.
“Oh, she cuts herself?” I’ve heard so many shards of conversation this year around this topic. Self harm. I’ve heard you, judging a disorder that you have likely never experienced. I’ve heard you, revealing the secrets that people have entrusted you with. Now I want you to be honest with me. What’s your first thought when you hear about a person who self harms? Do you feel pity? Sadness? Maybe these thoughts wash over you for an instant, and there’s a pause in conversation. And seconds later, the conversation moves to a lighter topic.
But for some of us, it isn’t so much a topic of gossip as it is an all-consuming addiction. Yes, I cut myself. I know. I know there must be some of you out there. The ones who squirm during gym class, wishing the sleeves were there to cover the scars that litter your arms. The ones whose only escape is the blade against your skin. The ones like me. And I want you to know, you aren’t alone. It isn’t your fault. You aren’t looking for attention. Do not ever let anybody tell you otherwise. I used to be ashamed, ashamed of my cuts. Ashamed of the way my arm looked like
a battlefield. I’ll be honest, I still am. But not as much as before. It’s the process of getting better. And sometimes, I don’t know if I’m getting better, or if I’ve simply had a few good days. I don’t know when it’ll all fall apart again. But believe me, whether you’re one day clean, or one month clean, you’re getting better. And if your last cut was today, you’re still getting better. And I know that most of you won’t understand. If you haven’t picked up a blade, I want you to never pick it up. The best way to stop cutting is to never start.
Lu Chen and Yuan Yuan Zhang Education nowadays seems to be more about competition than actual learning. In fact, the focus in classes is no longer learning; instead, it is what mark or grade one received on a certain assignment or test, and how much higher it is than somebody else’s. It seems that every time I step into a classroom, there are people studying and memorizing facts for the next test or assignment or quiz, or people studying to get ahead in order to get better marks. I’m not going to pretend that I’m not one of those people studying and memorizing facts minutes before a test. In fact, you’ll see me in the line that follows every chemistry test that’s handed back. I’m just as guilty of it as everybody else, probably even more so, but that doesn’t mean I’m okay with the purpose of classes shifting from learning to obsessing over grades. I’m just going along with the system not because I believe in it, but because that’s the easiest way for me to succeed. I miss learning for the sake of learning. Labs used to be exciting; now, I dread doing the experiments as I’ll envision the long hours spent painstakingly ensuring that every little detail is perfect. Learning about cells and the intricacies of life used to be awe-inspiring; now, it’s just more information I’ll have to memorize to get that 90 on the next test. And all of those numbers that tell me how well I know the subject are completely inaccurate. If you ask me about anything I’ve learned in the past month, I’d be drawing a blank. I couldn’t tell you the year the American Civil War commenced; I couldn’t tell you what an antithesis was; I couldn’t tell you how to graph absolute value functions; I couldn’t tell you the factors of demand and supply. After the test is completed, after I finish the assessment that will determine the number, all of the information I crammed into my brain will be gone. Poof. Vanished.
Rachel Katz People, like me, do well for all the wrong reasons at this school. We study hard not for the sake of learning something, or for the sake of preparing ourselves. We study because we want the highest marks. We study because we want to please our parents with said marks. Do we get anything out of it ourselves? Probably not, if you consider how well I actually knew the material once I no longer needed it for the marks. Competition is a great motivator, but it is no longer useful once it is all that we students care about. It’s come to a point where marks are our personal validation. Self-worth is measured by that number circled in red on all of those tests and assignments. They make it extremely easy for us to compare ourselves with one another. They’re numbers; numbers intrinsically have higher values and lower values, and if you’re a lower value, you’re worth less than everybody else. The undergraduate awards assembly is an event that celebrates the obsession that we have with our marks. As students watch others more accomplished at writing tests and picking out the most correct answer receive awards for their achievements, they clap robotically with strained smiles. Instead, we should honour these accomplishments in such a way that it doesn’t make
learning a competition worse than the Olympics. This assembly currently makes learning not as enjoyable as it should be, but a bitter rivalry to get the highest marks. There are people I know who received five awards who still weren’t satisfied. This school condoned obsession is not a healthy environment for students to learn in, and it’s made even worse by seeing people with averages of 97.3 when all you have is an 84. This is what the undergraduate assembly has become. Not an event to celebrate the achievements of others, but a place for the majority of the school to feel completely and utterly inadequate. High school courses should focus on teaching students and making their learning experience enjoyable. They should foster a curiosity in youth that makes them want to learn more and grow a passion for a subject. They should not encourage youth to go at each other’s throats in order to get the highest grades and feel forlorn when they get a 95 instead of a 98. School is supposed to be a place of learning. It is now, instead, a place of intense competition where people ruthlessly step on other people in order to be the best. Let’s work on changing that, shall we, and make NT a friendlier place for learning.
Marielle Gordon Uottawa – Canada’s hidden gem. No, we don’t have the best football team. Yes, it’s the coldest capital in the world. And no, I have no idea what a GeeGee is. But despite these few flaws, the University of Ottawa is an amazing school. With a campus right on the canal, the walk to class is always nice. The campus is right in the heart of downtown Ottawa, which is not as overwhelming as Toronto’s downtown but big enough that the main street isn’t called “Main street” (#kingstonproblems). There are tons of programs for every discipline and at least one food truck per program. For all you late birthdayers, hull is only a $10 cab ride away. Plus, at what other school can you meet Stephen Harper at Homecoming while intoxicated? Best of both worlds right there.
21 Amy Kikuchi It takes me half an hour to get to school by TTC. I leave with 45 minutes to spare. There is a TTC delay, and I walk into school right at 9am. The bell rings just as I pass the office. If I go straight to class, I wouldn’t miss much, just a few minutes. But no, I get pulled into the incredibly large “late” line-up, where I wait 5-10 minutes just to get to a secretary, and, at that point, she automatically looks down on me and accusingly asks why I am late. In the end, I miss a good 15-20 minutes of class. Does anyone else see the problem? I am no longer an NT student, I don’t live that far away, and thankfully I never had to go through this ridiculous process as often as others. But as a student who has attended multiple schools, I have become increasingly frustrated with the way students are treated. What frustrates me most is the hypocritical adult. “Young people are the future, so we have to educate them well,” “we want young people to be open-minded and think outside the box,” etc., etc…please. Having to walk past the office makes anyone uncomfortable, just because you automatically feel as though you have done something wrong when all eyes turn and glare as you walk by. Why hasn’t anyone learned that missing 20 minutes of class is worse than getting there a few minutes late? To me, that says that the school doesn’t really care about your education, they just want us to follow their rules, which are sometimes ridiculous. But oh, no, a student would never be able to point this out without getting shut down. The principal would never admit that she or he is knowingly taking students away from their right to education by making them wait in an absurd line, which doesn’t teach students to be on time, especially when the delay is beyond their control. We all know how bad the TTC can be. I am, what I would say, a “good” student, but if I think something is unfair, I act on it. Let me give you an example. In grade 9, my math teacher took the second half
of the year off, and, in his place, we got a timid and small teacher. Needless to say, the loud boys in the class made teaching/learning impossible. I still went to class, though, and one day I walked in on my teacher saying we had a test. On what? Something he didn’t teach. So I walked right out of class and refused to write it. After calming myself down, I went to the VP and told him about my situation. I never had to write that test. Sometimes, you just need to do something instead of passively complaining. I am not saying that all students are mistreated or that all teachers are bad. But we need to acknowledge this box we are put into as students. The teachers are the “controllers” while the students are the “controlled,” and we have become compliant with that. If you think something is unjust, do something about it. I know there is a really heavy hierarchy, and you might
Zack Bryson If you think you know what it feels like to be ignored; you don’t. Not in the way a puddle feels when you step around it or in the way the other stars feel as you focus your telescope on the North Star or how it feels to be the landscape in a portrait dancing around the genius of Mona Lisa’s smile.
be put in detention, but being passive makes the “controller” think that what they are doing is okay and that it’s their right, when a lot of the times it is not. And don’t take the bullshit that “you are too young blah, blah.” Because, yea, living longer may make you “more educated,” but if we look at those old tea party Republicans, age doesn’t mean shit. Do what you think is more important and fair for your educational rights, because being a student shouldn’t mean that you wait in line like convicts on their way to trial just so the “educators” can execute their power of control. Being a student should mean having respectful, understanding, and open-minded educators who teach you. After all, we are the future, and with all the garbage the generation of the educators has left us (climate change, nuclear waste, rapid species extinction, etc.), we better get a damn good education to be able to fix it all.
This is how it feels to be nestled in a street corner, begging for money from a hopeless swarm of selectively deaf and blind civilians. Never could I have ever imagined something worse than being treated rudely, until I was simply not treated at all, transparent to the eyes of a “good” man. It had been late one evening, my friend and I making our way back home from a night of hectic karaoke. Bohemian Rhapsody echoed throughout the damp paths of downtown, the only source of light being emitted from the changing street lights and droplets of water gleamed as they fell off the canopies of hotels with names like Sheraton. Was it her that was unlucky or was it I, as we both found that we were ‘lost’ – a word that I do not often use because I personally believe that there is no such thing as being ‘lost’, unless you so happen to end up atop the moon. Asking for directions is something I take pleasure in; perhaps it is the excitement of engaging in a short snippet of conversation with a person whom I do not know and being vulnerable to their answers. My friend spotted a man walking our way and hastily shot her index
finger in his direction, ‘twas my cue. “Excuse me, sir--” He stopped, stepped to the side, then proceeded to walk past me as he pulled his suitcase along.
“Never could I have ever imagined something worse than being treated rudely, until I was simply not treated at all.”
I felt like a block in the road, just another tree stump that had entwined its roots under the sidewalk. Had it been my grungy attire? Had it been my dishevelled hair? Had it been my intimidating 5 foot stature? What had it been? Then I realized that it had been what I had said, words so seemingly innocent, yet they were like the drop of rain before a shower. I was left staring at the wet footprints left behind, simply waiting for the next stranger. Perhaps they would be kinder.
20 Trent Erickson
The first people I told were my friends, who I thought I would get the most You’d think that being a vegetarian would be candid, honest response out of; I was too a socially acceptable choice. It’s mainstream, generally right. I explained to my first friend over text viewed as safe, if not beneficial to one’s health and it that I had converted to vegetarianism; he doesn’t affect anyone except for the person doing it. texted back saying “who convinced you to Mr. Rogers is a vegetarian, and so is Paul McCartney. NFL running back Arian Foster, was on a mostly vegan do that!?” When I asked my other friends to join me, I got similar reactions such as “Hell diet this past summer. The fact that these people are vegetarian is either never mentioned, because it’s not at no!” and a “Nah I’m good, meat is needed.” all interesting or, in the case of Arian Foster, discussed But those are my close friends, I was expecting those reactions. What was more in a positive way. telling was the reactions of others. This is why the backlash that my boss received When I was talking with a real vegewhen he switched over to vegetarianism this summer tarian about vegetarian stuff, a guy sitting shocked me. The criticisms he got ranged from teasing near told us to “have fun gathering berries.” to heated debates of the impact on his health. ApparOther people simply didn’t believe I was a ently, the people I work with are under the impression vegetarian, like the guy who yelled, “No! that cutting out meat will turn you into a nutrient Trent Erickson is not on a vegetarian diet!” deprived stick figure. The pleas even reached into the in disbelief when he overheard me talking abstract and became slightly philosophical when they about it. said, “But you’re Ashwin! You eat meat; it’s who you Taking on this role, I thought that are!” NT would react differently than those at my All this struck me as odd. Why did everyone care so much about what my boss ate? Maybe because it workplace. I thought that people wouldn’t care about my choice, just like the media. I was a mostly male canoe camp, where the end of week barbecue was cemented into camp tradition. You see, at was wrong. People, especially boys, are very my work we do “manly” things (yes, even me), like paddling and lifting boats and walking in the rain without quick to tease a new vegetarian. Not to be an umbrella. Being a vegetarian doesn’t fit in with the testosterone filled, bloody meat-chewing image of manliness that we seem to value. Still, even with a reason to bash my boss’s new choice, I found it weird. I wondered if I would get the same reaction at NT, where there’s an even split between boys and girls, we don’t have a weekly barbecue and we’re perfectly okay with using umbrellas. So I went undercover as a vegetarian.
mean, but almost as a reflex. I doubt that people really cared about my diet, but making fun of a new vegetarian is just what you do. I don’t think there’s anything particularly wrong with the teasing. As a person who’s dished out and received the vegetarian jabs, they’re funny no matter which side you’re on. However, most of the humour is gone when you think about why we make the jokes. Minority groups have always been fodder for laughs: blacks, gays, Jews, women; there are jokes about all of them. But these jokes are becoming increasingly more controversial to tell, as seen with the Daniel Tosh rape joke controversy last year. So now we’re stuck without a group that we can shamelessly make fun of, which is where vegetarians come in. Because they’re a demographic that anyone can be included in by choice, no one gets offended when they’re made fun of. In Canada, where homophobia and racism are unacceptable, vegetarians seem to be finding themselves as the target of jokes instead.
Annie Robinson World MasterCard Fashion Week in Toronto is one of the most anticipated fashion events in the city. During the week of October 21st- 26th, over 3,000 prominent players in the fashion industry flocked to the tents at David Pecaut Square for a front-row look at the Spring/Summer 2014 trends. Being the second largest fashion week in North America (second only to New York Fashion Week), Toronto Fashion Week is known for its edgy designers and hip ambiance. This season the Canadian fashion scene welcomed back de-
Travis Taddeo. “I really liked how classic and clean the black and white trend was at Toronto Fashion Week. It’s very chic.” commented Grade 12 student Caroline Pastory. Looks like it’s safe to say black sign veterans such as David Dixon and Kim and white will be taking over the halls of NT next Newport-Mimran of Pink Tartan to the run- season! Leather was another major runway trend for way as well a coveted crop of other famous Spring/Summer 2014. Almost every show featured labels including Soia & Kyo, Mackage, and Rudsak among others. What were the hottest roughed up leather elements and whether it was runway trends from the tents? Keep reading the juxtaposition between masculine and feminine for your Spring/Summer 2014 Toronto fash- leather at Mackage or the edgy head-to-toe leather ensembles at Caitlin Power, it looks as though no ion forecast… Black & White dominated the Spring/ outfit you wear next season will be complete without a dose of leather. Designer Evik Asatoorian of Summer 2014 collections and elegance and Rudsak loves the raw, authentic feeling of leather sophistication proved to be the name of the and felt it was important to include in his collection game for everyone from David Dixon to because “as we are coming up on the 20th anniversary of Rudsak next year we wanted to weave all the elements of our 20 years into the clothes. Leather had to be a part of that because it’s been a big part of the brand.” Leather was definitely hot at World MasterCard Fashion Week, ranging from skirts to shirts to jackets. Get ready to rock edgier ensembles next Spring! Lastly, lace was a huge part of the Spring/Summer 2014 collections! Stephan Caras and Mikael D exhibited feminine lace flourishes in their gorgeous evening wear collections and Tatsuaki and Triarchy offered a more casual approach to lace through crop tops and lace dresses. Nothing says Spring/Summer quite like delicate lace embellishments and it will definitely be a sophisticated addition to next season’s wardrobe. World MasterCard Fashion Week in Toronto had an amazing Spring/Summer 2014 season and demonstrated some fabulous upcoming trends. Get ready to rock your black and white, leather and lace Annie Robinson in the halls next season, NT!
Tomas Vilde The Parti Quebecois, the current government in Quebec, has moved on from policing the use of language and driving a wedge between English and French speakers to finding solutions for problems that don’t exist. The Quebec chart of values, first introduced on May 22, aims to ban the wearing of obvious religious ornaments including Hijabs, Kippas, or Niqabs by government employees such as
teachers, hospital workers, and bureaucrats. It’s all in the name of secularism, of course, but one might question whether the PQ understands what secularism means. Secularism is defined as the separation of religion from state. It means that religious minorities can practice their beliefs without the fear of government oppression, and the government can pass bills in the name of the public good without worrying about what the religious authorities may do. It’s a nice arrangement, when you think about it. “Don’t touch my stuff, and I won’t touch yours.” Sounds fair to me. This charter, however, isn’t about secularism at all; they aren’t separating religion from government so much as they are targeting religions in general. In doing so, the government has crossed the line from secularism to absurdity. In a Globe and Mail article titled Quebec plans exemption clause for controversial secular charter, a province official was asked why teachers and daycare workers won’t be allowed to apply for 5 year exemptions to the charter if it is passed. They responded with: “we don’t want children exposed to religious influences in the public sphere.” This isn’t leaving religion alone. It’s attaching a stigma to practicing a religion, making everyone who wears an article of religious clothing a missionary out to corrupt your children. A child won’t understand what a hijab is, and in the case of a teen, they won’t mind what their teacher is wearing. If asked, most teachers in (already very liberal) Quebec will not go on a tangent about their religion, but might instead give the pupil a tidbit of information on a different way of life. This official effectively equat-
ed wearing a headscarf to handing out religious texts and running mandatory prayer sessions in class. The difference? The first is a personal choice that neither harms nor actively offends anyone, while the other is forcing a belief onto those around you. The government should be condemning the second, not cracking down on the first. Another issue with this charter is the inconsistency when it comes to Christianity. Christians, the religious majority, will be least affected if this charter passes. The charter seeks to ban the wearing of “obvious” religious ornaments by government workers. Now, what sort of symbols do Christians usually have? Small crosses, rings, perhaps a bracelet... all have been deemed small enough to pass the test of noticeable-ness, while the Jewish Kippa and Muslim Hijab will be prohibited. While some Christians would need to downsize their pendants, many more practicing Muslims, Jews, and Sikhs will have no such alternative and will be forced to shed a part of their cultural identity, a part that some of their texts require. Since its introduction, the charter has been criticised by human rights organizations and politicians like Justin Trudeau and Stephen Harper. Many question the goals of the charter, or the goals of the Parti, Trudeau going so far as to say that it’s just the PQ trying to further divide Canadians and provide fuel for the image of a poor, oppressed belle province, should the federal government intervene. Given the evidence, one must question whether the PQ aims to secularize or alienate. And let’s be real here, the day you see Trudeau and Harper agreeing that something is not in the public interest, it probably isn’t.
Lara Powell October 9th marked one year after the shooting of Malala Yousafzai, the Pakistani girl who dared to stand up for women’s rights. After the Taliban banned girls from going to school in her village of Swat, Pakistan, Malala, not yet a teenager, decided to start a blog for BBC to campaign for girls’ access to education. It detailed the struggles of her and her classmates as they fought to go to school, and emphasized the importance of education for all. Malala recounted how they were forced to hide their books under their scarves to avoid being attacked, and explained how she and her friends wrote math tests and studied chemistry under the constant fear that their school would be bombed. It was Malala’s blog that caught the attention of the Taliban. On her way home from school one day, she was shot in the side of the head, and two of her friends were also injured. Thankfully Malala survived the attack, and today her crusade is stronger than ever. On Malala’s 16th birthday she addressed the United Nations, saying, “They thought that the bullets would silence us, but they failed. And then, out of that silence, but we have to remember to take a step back came thousands of voices”. She courageously told and look at the bigger picture; education is the assembly, “The terrorists thought they would the most powerful tool you can have. change our aims and stop our ambitions, but As she put it, “The extremists are afraid of nothing changed in my life except this: weakbooks and pens. The power of education ness, fear and hopelessness died. Strength, power frightens them. They are afraid of women. and courage were born”. The power of the voice of women frightens Stories like Malala’s remind us of how fortunate them. And that is why [they shot me] – Bewe are to receive the education we do. It’s easy to cause they were afraid of change; afraid of the complain about homework and early mornings, equality that we will bring into our society.”
Since addressing the UN in the summer, Malala has claimed the title of one of the top 100 most influential people in the world, and of Nobel Peace Prize nominee. Her words have inspired countless individuals, and have brought to centre stage an issue that has been overlooked for far too long. Malala is an extraordinary example of the power of one person, one voice and, in her words, one pen.
14 Diksha Kumar The shooting of twenty young children in Newtown, Connecticut last year stirred up a lot of discussion regarding security, gun control, and mental illness. However, the small village of Sandy Hook seems to have been engulfed in midst of these broad epidemic issues. As the anniversary of the one of the deadliest school shootings in American history approaches, let’s take a look at the Newtown community’s decision to demolish Sandy Hook Elementary School, the unfortunate background of the event. On May 10, 2013, a committee of 28 elected officials, known as the Sandy Hook task force, unanimously voted to take down the school building and construct a new one in its place, a project that will cost a hefty $57 million. This decision was also supported by Newtown residents through a referendum. Demolition is scheduled to begin late October, with the completion slated for January 2016. In the words of Laura Roche, committee member and vice chairman of local school board, the “very emotional and very hard” choice to reconstruct will help them “come together as a community to rebuild [its] spirit.” School shootings, not a rarity in the United States, usually lead to renovations. Norris Hall, where the Virginia Tech massacre took place, was closed for the season to undergo a $1 million renovation driven mostly
I was walking down Bloor, just east of Bathurst, when a tan, drugged out Native man invaded the parameters of my personal space. I was eating a falafel. He looked at my falafel. “Can I… Can I have a bite?” What? He wants my falafel? What happened to begging on the streets? I shook my head. This man has the same ethnic background as a student at my middle school that would frequently miss class to attend protests. When I asked what kind of protests he was attending, he told me that he was First Nations, and he was protesting for his rights. At the time I had no idea what rights he was protesting for, and frankly was disappointed it wasn’t something I found prevalent and edgy that I could join in on, like animal testing or organ harvesting. But I understand now, and it’s more important than any other issue in our Canadian society. Late this past September, The Nanaimo Daily News in B.C. published a letter to the editor called, “No Groups In Canada Should Get Special Status.” A paragraph from this published letter is as follows: “Unfortunately, the First Nations in Canada have tenaciously clung to their tribal system, refusing to evolve as equal Canadian citizens and perpetuating the perceived notion that they remain under the heel of non-aboriginals. This notion has been effectively used to develop a strategy for making outrageous demands for land and taxpayer money.” To put it simply, the author is accusing First Nations of only holding on to their cultural ways of life and refusing to assimilate because they receive many benefits from the government. In my ears, this would be the same as saying that the Jews are only holding onto their notion of the Holocaust to get international sympathy, donations, and the right to Israel. It’s
by donated materials and labour, and now it holds the school’s Center for Peace Studies and Violence Prevention. Similarly, after 12 students and a teacher were killed in Columbine High School, the school reopened months later with an atrium to replace the library where most died. Unlike any other educational institutions, Sandy Hook will be fully rebuilt at a price that could construct eight new schools. What’s more is that all metal parts of the building will be crushed and sent to a smelter to prevent smuggling, as opposed to being donated todeveloping countries, as in the case of the steel from the World Trade Center. Is it reasonable for a structurally undamaged school to be torn down? Or do awful memories and unforgotten pain of victims justify the decision? Unlike the task force, Newton citizens weren’t so sure about the verdict. Audrey Bart, whose children attended the school during the shooting, is against taking away their school. “The Sandy Hook Elementary School is their school…We cannot pretend it never happened, but I am not prepared to ask my children to run and hide,” she says. Alumni and retired police officer Fran Bresson sees complete reconstruction as a sign of defeat. “To tear it down completely would be like saying to evil, ‘You’ve won,’” he argued. On the other hand, resident Susan Gibney can’t stand the disturbing sight of Sandy
Hook and avoids driving by it. The most balanced response was perhaps from Laurie Badick, mother of former Sandy Hook students, “I have my memories in my brain and in my heart, so the actual building, I think the victims need to decide what to do with that.”
bigotry. It’s offensive. And it’s simply wrong. But to compare anything to the Holocaust feels uncomfortable. I would like to bring your attention to Article 2 of the United Nations Genocide Convention, which states, “Genocide means any of the following acts committed with intent to destroy, in whole or in part, a national, ethnical, racial, or religious group, as such:” Section E. of this article states, “Forcibly transferring children of the group to another group.” Leaving aside the other atrocities committed and arguing whether those are to be considered “genocide” or “crimes against humanity”, it’s important to recognize that under this context, the world regards the European residential schools as genocide. This comes as a surprise to many; when bringing up this notion of residential schools being genocide to a very politically informed teacher at NT, she dismissively shook her head and said, “No, genocide is when you kill people.” But genocide is not only when you kill people. In fact, it goes much further and much deeper than that. In late October, a Globe and Mail article was brought to my attention. It was titled, “A fight over the word ‘genocide’ is no way to end the aboriginal crisis.”Although very well written, it carries an air of mockery and judgment. This particular line struck me: “It’s an injustice to truly unambiguous genocides, such as the near-successful mechanized slaughter of Europe’s entire Jewish population or Rwanda’s mass slaughter of Tutsis, to attempt to apply the term to every mass atrocity [such as the treatment of First Nations in Canada].” I cringed. Unambiguous genocide? If only we could have more of those, labelling mass atrocities would be a whole lot easier. Sarcasm aside, what right does any individual have to compare genocides? What right
does an international affairs columnist in The Globe, or the Canadian government, have to say that this genocide, our genocide, isn’t worth acknowledging? There are eight stages of genocide present throughout history. The last stage is peculiar, and we’re stuck in it: Denial. No nation wants to carry the blood of genocide on their country’s reputation. One hundred years later, Turkey won’t recognize their genocide against Armenians. Russia considers the notion of genocide against the Ukrainians blasphemous. And Canada, our sweet, homey Canadians, won’t recognize our genocide against the First Nations. The reality is, as much as recognizing genocide sucks, this blood must be washed from our hands to heal both the oppressed and the oppressors. Any type of affirmative action, payments, and benefits will only get us so far in our battle to overcome our dark history. The First Nations now are suffering despite the amount of money and benefits we throw at them because they’re missing the key component of forgiveness. They have all the tools needed to pull them out of their current cultural disaster, but they don’t have the strength to do it, and contrary to popular belief, it’s not their fault. From the age of two years old we were told to say sorry. If it’s been a long time since you’ve apologized for something you did wrong, do it; initially it’s a blow to your pride and humility, but in the long run it’s rewarding because you know you did the right thing. Canada, it’s time to tell the First Nations peoples we’re sorry, and tell the world that we committed genocide. It’s the only way to overcome this tragedy and pave the way for a better future.
“Is it reasonable for a structurally undamaged school to be torn down?” When asked, most NT students didn’t agree to support the “idea of destroying it all together.” A Grade 11 student claimed that reconstruction “[seems] like an easy way to symbolize moving on after the tragedy” and is more so “expensive escapism.” Another student elaborates, “Demolition…would only allow people to forget, [and] bury sad memories rather than face them.” It was undisputed that the uneconomical and environmentally unfriendly aspects of the plan could be avoided by either saving sections of the building to remember the tragedy, or ethically repurposing the space. We have yet to hear the opinions of the victims’ parents and most importantly, the surviving children themselves. As of now, the kids of Sandy Hook are displaced and attending another school.
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15 Alyssa Joynt Many students will fondly remember teachers Mrs. Gold and Mrs. Marshall mean a lot and best friends Mrs. Kirsten Gold and Mrs. Mary to many people, and have touched the lives of Marshall. For them, October 8th was just another many North Toronto students. They are beordinary day at Allenby Junior Public School. While loved teachers, and our thoughts and hearts will walking home after school at 4:22 p.m., however, tra- be with these two remarkable women as they gedy struck. progress down the long road to recovery. They were crossing Avenue Road in the south I was lucky enough to be taught by crosswalk, from the west side to the east side, when both Mrs. Marshall and Mrs. Gold consecua 46 year-old woman driving westbound turned left tively. Both are fabulous teachers, and I feel so to drive southbound on Avenue Road. The vehicle hit blessed to have such a prime foundation built both Mrs. Marshall and Mrs. Gold as the car conby these two. My love for writing was fosteredby tinued its turn. It veered into the northbound lane, Mrs. Gold; she was always so supportive, and was hit by a 53 year-old man driving a pick-up truck. While the first car continued moving, Mrs. Marshall was dragged a short distance and pinned under the car. It took several emergency responders to get Mrs. Marshall safely to the Sunnybrook Health Sciences Centre. Mrs. Gold was also taken to the hospital. Mrs. Marshall’s injuries were immediately believed to be life threatening, but thankfully, she is now stable and is being treated at Sunnybrook Hospital. Mrs. Gold suffered non-life threatening injuries and is recovering at home.
constantly pushing me to keep writing and commending me on my efforts. She always said that I would become a published author, and now I am. There is an ongoing police investigation for this accident. Anyone with information is asked to contact the police at 416-808-1900, Crime Stoppers anonymously at 416-222-TIPS (8477), online at www.222tips.com, or text TOR and your message to CRIMES (274637). If anyone wishes to send a letter to Mrs. Marshall and Mrs. Gold, the Allenby Office is accepting letters to deliver to them.
“To die or not to die?” That isn’t even a question. Mortality is something we all live with; our inevitable death looms at the end of our hopefully long road of life, and, as far as we know, we just cannot live forever (although I would keep my eye out for Austin Powers-esque freezing tanks in the near future). For now, however, the knowledge of eventual death hangs over our heads, burdening many of us with incredible fear for a thing that, in terms of our lives, at least, is not necessarily a pressing concern. We will die. But, recently, the question has been, “How?” The debate over how we choose or do not choose to die has surfaced and claimed large amounts of public attention over the past few months, especially in light of Quebec’s Bill 52, which hopes to legalize end-oflife euthanasia. Additionally, many other efforts have been made to further the advancement of euthanasia, such as protests against BC’s upheld ban on assisted-suicide, and Dr. Donald Low’s end-of-life video, which was published to Youtube only days after his death, in which he expresses his frustration about not having the option to choose when to die. According to a recent Ipsos survey, only 59% of Canadians out of a total of 2078 polled can provide a correct definition of the term, “euthanasia,” which legally means, “the painless killing of a patient suffering from an incurable and painful disease or in an irreversible coma.” Basically, to many people, this is considered to be a form of suicide, or a euphemism for murder. What I found most interesting about the issues raised by those who equate the right to euthanasia with the right to die with dignity was the fact that one point of concern was rarely, if ever, addressed: does the inability to take care of oneself translate into losing all dignity? Further, does it imply that disabled people, who cannot always fully take care of themselves without assistance, live indecent and undignified lives? The simple fact that the bill is called Dying with Dignity (Originally, Mourir Dans la Dignité) implies that natural death is a shameful end to one’s life, and that a life lived without complete physical independence is not one worth living.
People with degenerating or disabling conditions fall into the category of those who have the “right to want to die,” and can qualify for euthanasia, even if they are not suicidal. The option of escaping into a “dignified” death is always open to them, however, because their lives are deemed reason enough to want to die. Those who may be equally, if not more, suicidal, but have no clear physical illness or disability, are considered wrong to want to die. Instead of being assisted in death, they are given resources to survive. People suffering from depression, for example, are targeted with suicide prevention tactics and support strategies to keep them alive. Even on subway platforms, now, 24-hour suicide hotlines are available for free to those who want to jump.
“People with degenerating or disabling conditions fall into the category of those who have the “right to want to die,” and can qualify for euthanasia, even if they are not suicidal.” There are different categories of people who are suicidal. For example, among Canadian teenagers between the ages of 15 and 19, 13 in 100, 000 commit suicide annually. The country has seen a massive increase in youth suicide and has focused on prevention. The introduction of the euthanasia bill would be synonymous with helping one group of people kill themselves, while we are putting efforts into the survival of those in other groups. Does this mean that we value these lives differently? The truth is that, in many cases, killing people with special needs off is cheaper than keeping them alive. In Oregon, a take-home suicide kit costs $39.95. Funding services such as Wheel-Trans, for example, costs roughly $96, 500, yearly. In Ottawa, the Harper government is putting its money into the military; they are now running F-35 fighter jet ads on city buses,
Hannah Karpinski that say things like, “Putting the Most Advanced Technology into Canada’s Future.” These ads target “ordinary Canadians,” among them, children, who will look at these ads and get the idea that weapons of mass destruction are exactly what taxpayer money should fund. Forget about putting money into making our society and physical environment accessible to all. So, instead of investing in the bettering of health and life services for people, specifically people with disabilities, Canada is pumping its money into the wrong places, and, when it comes to euthanasia, using systematic language to insinuate that people living in certain types of bodies can only be “dignified” in death. The norm of able-bodied people—ableism— “others” people with disabilities, and, when issues such as assisted suicide and euthanasia arise, the connotation of “dignity” perpetuates the idea that accepting a disability or a debilitating physical illness is a fate worse than death. Real dignity comes from knowing that one’s disability does not alter her/his human value. Instead of “dying with dignity,” there should be a focus on living with dignity through every moment in life, until one reaches natural, equally dignified death.
We Are One Charlotte Corelli
September 21 marked the start of a four-day attack on Nairobi’s upscale Westgate Mall. The terrorist group alShabaab claimed responsibility for the attacks that resulted in 61 civilian deaths. On September 24, the last day of the siege, Kenyan President Kenyatta said that his country was “bloodied but unbowed,” according to CNN. “While everyone in Nairobi felt deeply saddened and shaken up by the attacks, what was really inspiring was the sense of unity and strength that emerged from the situation,” said Canadian Brianna Roberts, who lived in Nairobi while she worked for a NGO. “In just a few days, millions of Kenyan shillings were donated to help victims pay for hospital bills, counseling and other costs related to the attacks,” Roberts said. “The hashtag #WeAreOne started
trending in Nairobi almost instantly.” Roberts also said that free rides were offered by the local public transportation drivers called ‘matatus’ to those on their way to donate blood to the attack victims and that “local women cooked for hours to provide food for the officials... working to free the hostages.” Two Canadians lost their lives in the attacks and seventeen yearold Fardowsa Abdi was among the injured Canadians. Born in Toronto, Abdi moved to Nairobi with her family two years ago, the Toronto Star reports. She was grocery shopping in the Westgate Mall when the attacks began. Severely injured, Abdi was flown to Sunnybrook Hospital on September 29, where she underwent surgery on her leg. Her sixteen year-old sister, Dheeman was also injured in the attacks. Throughout the siege, no chemical weapons were used. There was also a period of over thirtysix hours in which gunfire was not heard. Part of the mall did collapse which “was caused by a fire set by Kenyan government spokesman
In the past 10 months, Rehtaeh Parsons, the victim of yet another cyber bullying attack, has been all over the news. Rehtaeh was gang-raped, and pictures from the event were distributed throughout her school. When the ensuing personal and cyber harassment became too much for her to handle, she hanged herself. Rehtaeh’s parents hold both the bullies and the shortcomings of the Canadian justice system accountable for her suicide. As a result of Rehtaeh’s suicide, the government has taken action against bullying, but it is now time for individuals to take action. As a result of the media attention Rehtaeh’s suicide attracted, laws regarding bullying and cyber bullying have been set
Every year we commemorate a day to remember all of the amazing Canadians who lost their lives fighting to keep our country the amazing and free place it is. At the Remembrance Day assembly of 2011 they included the number of civilian deaths in each war along with the number of solider who enlisted and died for their country during in one of the slide shows they play. These statistics were not included this year. To me this is very important information because it shows the progression of war and the importance of peace now more than ever. As you look at wars closer to
Manoah Esipisu. On September 25, the counthe terrorists,” The Globe and Mail writes, following a statement by try began three days of mourning. In the aftermath of the
The Ford Lauren D’Angelo
When I first proposed writing a column on the latest Ford drama, somebody said to me, “but Lauren, he hasn’t done anything!” I turned to him and just said, “trust me. Something will come up.” And, my word, Ford has delivered beautifully. As of November 18, 2013 at events, several smaller attacks 11:03 PM, Rob Ford has: lied, admithave occurred and Kenyan Troops ted to “[having] some fun times on the have entered Somalia, where the weekends” (AKA purchasing marijuana, group al-Shabaab is from. smoking crack cocaine, and binge drinking during his time as mayor), driven “Security [in Nairobi] has changed slightly,” said Roberts, “espe- drunk, been seen with a possible prosticially around shopping malls. There tute, seen his television show, Ford Nation (mightn’t I suggest Fordnication instead?) are more security guards [and] less entrances available for use. “Full body cancelled after just one episode, decided Toronto Police are following him and his scans and purse scans are mandatory brother, used racial slurs, spewed horto enter public places... in general, ribly demeaning and crass words about security is being treated more serwomen, managed to humiliate Toronto iously.” in too many global scandals to count, The attack on the Westgate and disclosed his plans to run for Prime Mall was the most devastating event Minister. Mayor Ford is truly the role to happen in Nairobi since the 1998 model we teenagers need in our tender bombing on the United States Emage; while Snooki and J Biebs may be bassy, which killed just over 200. entertaining, they are really nothing compared to Mayor Ford. Ford is like our own not-so-little superhero; he heroically pummels elderly councilors in his rush to… do something. Of course, any Harper’s blessing. In August of strategies that help make bumps in the road, or in this case, bumps 2013, Nova Scotia enacted a law Ontario schools safe, inclusive in Councilor Pam McConnell’s newly enabling the victims of cyber and accepting places to learn. swollen lip, are smoothed over with his bullying to seek protection. The Violation of the act can result in suslovely words of kindness. His heartfelt law can help victims to identify pension or expulsion from school apology, “to anyone I accidentally hit anonymous bullies and to sue depending on the severity of the case. when my brother was in an altercation them or their parents in cases The government has over there,” soothed the nerves of any involving minors. done its part by instating laws, but now concerned Torontonians. Rest assured, As of now, these laws are it is our turn. Bullying is the leading the mayor did not try to trample other in affect only in Nova Scotia, but cause of suicides among teenagers toofficials. He just had a momentary lapse each province has their own laws day, making it a pressing issue that must of sanity. His brother, Councilor Doug regarding bullying and cyber be taken care of. We must help Ford, continues to astound the GTA with bullying. Since June of 2012, we victims of bullying by sup in Ontario are protected by the porting them, making sure help is avail- his heroic acts of brotherly loyalty as he rushes to defend his brother from baf“Accepting Schools Act.” This able for them, and most importantly, by flingly hostile groups of Torontonians. act requires all school boards being there for them. If you see a peer After all, Mayor Ford smokes crack and to take preventative measures sitting alone, invite them to sit with drinks excessively, but he is “not an adagainst bullying, issue tougher you, and always intervene if you see dict!” and he is “seeking professional consequences for bullying, and bullying or harassment taking place. help.” I suspect Mayor Ford is simply support students who want to These are the little things we can all do seeking professional hair help. promote understanding and Seeing as how Mayor Ford has that will make the world a better place. no intention of resigning, NT-ers can respect for all. This act builds Together, we can create a world where look forward to reading many a colourful upon the government of Onbullying is unacceptable. article on the latest antics of our imprestario’s equity and inclusive edusively still-married Mayor. I would like cation and safe school to finish with a few quotes from the man the present, the number of military 60 000 Iraqi civilians were killed as himself. deaths has dwindled. This would well. “Those Oriental people work like suggest that wars are becoming less These people should be dogs ... they sleep beside their machines. violent. This could not be further honored too. Undeniably it is brave The Oriental people, they’re slowly taking over ... they’re hard, hard workers.’’ from the truth. Yes, the number to sign up to fight any war be it “They said ‘Do you smoke crack of solider deaths is has decreased your own or someone else’s and the and are you a crack addict?’ No, I don’t dramatically the number of civilian people who do this deserve to be smoke crack and I’m not a crack addict. deaths is exploding. For example, honored. But so do the people who Have I? Yes, I have. So…I didn’t lie. I in World War I, 9.7 million soldiers do not sign up and die without ever don’t smoke crack…I haven’t smoked in were killed in action, with 950 000 having held a weapon. over a year…but did I? Come on?” civilians dying as a direct result of These statistics show that “She says I want to eat her conflict, not including starvation. peace is more important now than pussy… I’ve never said that in my life to ever. War no longer only kills those her, I would never do that. I’m happily who sign up. With the weapons of married, I have more than enough to eat today distance from a war does not at home.”
“War no longer only kills those who sign up.”
In the Iraq War, about 15 000 soldiers died, 10 000 of whom were Iraqi soldiers, and, according to the Iraqi government, an additional
“...unity and strength...emerged from the situation.”
make you safe and this is something that must be respected by society. I think it is important that everyone learns about this so that we can fully respect the potential consequences of stirring up trouble in the world.
Written by: Hannah Ewen & Gina Amin Art by: Laura Newcombe
Aries, it’s actually OK for you to be a little bit selfish. You’ve been working hard, and you deserve a special reward. All these tests, assignments, and having to go into every washroom and still find no toilet paper has really got you feeling crazy and stressed. Relax, spend the night in your tub and just think about yourself. Think about fun plans on Friday and Saturday nights soon to come. Who knows, maybe something special will come up. ;)
“Understanding” is a most appropriate keyword for this gentle, affectionate sign. You are easy going and generally accepting of others around you. While not likely to be the leader, this sign’s presence is strong and vibrant in any cause you put your hearts into. Taurus’, you guys can face a problem like no other. We sense a lot of success in your future. Good luck (jokes, you don’t need it).
Are you waiting for that one special person to come into your life? Do you dream of that one girl or boy in your English class every night? Well, forget it. Sorry to say, Gemini, but it’s not happening and you need to suck it up and move on. Try looking for someone in your gym class instead. There’s definitely a fit bit in there that’s right for you. Tip: don’t throw a ball at their face, it’s not cute.
Feeling moody today? Don’t let the stress of school get to you; it’s not worth it. Even if you’re failing, don’t fret, because your cute face will get you good marks in all your subjects and on exams too. And remember: the holidays are right around the corner! Even though you’re not born in the winter, who doesn’t like the holidays? You’re the cool, calm, collected and cute cancer that can get away with anything.
Leo, you’ve been doing the same things over and over again; it’s time for a change. Yes, we’ve all been told to just “be yourself, you’re perfect just the way you are,” blah, blah, blah. But a simple change won’t hurt your already perfect life. Here’s a start: change your name to Norman on Facebook; you’re bound to live a happier and more successful life.
Avoid worrying about why bad things only happen to you, Virgo! Instead, focus on what is within your control. Open up your options and start fresh. It’s a good time to start a new romantic relationship. Maybe Isaac CrawfordRitchie? I hear he’s single, ladies.
Libra, Libra, Libra. I think your sign might be telling you something. Something that involves investing in a new bra. Try the colour white. That’s it, short and sweet; just like you.
Passionate, penetrating, and determined, this sign will probe until they reach the truth. You guys are excellent leaders and know how to take initiative. If you want to succeed, you have to get rid of the distractions in your life, like Instagram, Snapchat and the new BBM app. Why not take the chance to expand your circle of friends? It’s time to head out on your own and face some new challenges.
You’re the type of person that makes an excellent friend due to your positive nature and kind heart. As a Sagittarius, you will do anything to make sure your friends are happy, yet you do not expect favours in return. This is an excellent quality but don’t be too much of a push over. You’re not their “female dog,” fetching a bone for them every time they call. Make your friends do stuff for you sometimes, including all your math and science homework (I mean, seriously, who has time for that?) You my friend are the luckiest and unluckiest person there is. January babies, you are the oldest of the signs and always able to do everything before any of your friends. Take advantage of this or you will regret it. As for the December babies out there, you’re not as lucky as your fellow January-born Capricorns. Get them to do stuff for you, like drive you around once they have their license or supply you with some “juice” for those small parties. My fellow Aquarians: Y’all have a deep need to take some time by yourself in order to rejuvenate. The key word for this sign is imagination. The Aquarian can see a world of possibilities, even when there appear to be none. You guys are very positive and love helping others, but sometimes, you just love being alone. Sitting on your bed, listening to your favorite song “Chinese Food” by Alison Gold and just relaxing with no annoying interruptions. Don’t worry, we dig it. You are a compassionate, imaginative, and devoted person. These are all fantastic qualities but it’s time for you to get into a relationship. With a real person, that is; not the drawn up anime characters on your math desk. Find someone with the qualities you want and you will be extremely happy. You deserve it, Pisces!
Published on Nov 25, 2013
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