In this year’s Valentine’s Day contest on our Instagram page at @nushjournalism, students wrote and submitted poems in line with the prompt “Through the Thorns of Love”. Below are the first to third place winners, as well as the honorable mentions and other entries. Congratulations to all winners! first place Kaarneka (M23607) My mother breathesContinue reading “Valentine’s Day Poetry Contest 2023”
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Ronald – Part 1
A play by Danyson and Eleos T(It is 6.01 PM. RICK was just dismissed from CCA in school. The sky is grey and cloudy.) RICK: Hmmm, the sky is so dark now. I better hurry home before I get caught in the rain. (RICK walks to the back gate of school, but he sees aContinue reading “Ronald – Part 1”
Photojournalism!
A picture speaks a thousand words. So, let these pictures speak to you. These snapshots captured by the Journalism Club members might just impress you, as we take on the challenge of expressing ourselves using more pictures than words.
Journsplit: Shrek
Whether you consider Shrek an all star or just a mediogre movie, you’ll probably enjoy this episode of Journsplit, where Aditi and Ryan discuss actors, accents, and try not to go ogre-board with the puns. Person 1: Hi everyone! Welcome back to Journsplit! Today we will be talking about the eight time award winning movie,Continue reading “Journsplit: Shrek”
Reservoir
by Cayden The earth had stood undisturbed for a hundred years. Once, there was a man who stepped upon it, claimed the land he could see as his, and ruled over it his entire life. There were others, after him. The earth paid them no heed; after all, they were only human, fated to liveContinue reading “Reservoir”
oh, charlie: part 2
‘oh, charlie’ series: part 2/4
“Charlie, they’re trying a new medication on me. I don’t know if I like it.”
“Is it Kayla?”
“Yes.”
“Trust her.” […]
oh, charlie
‘oh, charlie’ series: part 1/4
by chloe loh
“Oh, Charlie.”
“When are you coming home?” […]
3^0 sick
by turdle
The child scuttles
Giddy to confess – […]
the joy of writing
by cherry
I distinctly remember sitting next to a friend named John* in primary school, right at the back of the classroom. He was the kind of friend I talked to only in class, but never made eye contact with out of the classroom. Soft-spoken, but talkative enough to keep me entertained during lessons. Sometimes, when we finished the work assigned to us, we would drift off into our own conversations. One particular instance, we decided to craft a story about our friends and us going on an adventure. Pretty typical and lame now that I think about it again, but to us back then, it was a novel idea. So our story writing began: we passed a small notebook between the two of us, each writing a short paragraph before passing it back. […]
to communicate
by janani
Humans are the only creatures who write. Some write for themselves, and others write for readers worldwide. Despite their differences in what they write, very individual has different reasons for writing, such as imaginative freedom, or to put himself or herself in impossible situations. Here’s why I write.
Firstly, I write because it is a way to communicate […]
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