Bullying at Princess Margaret

Bullying is defined as a hostile activity marked by an imbalance of power, intent to harm, or a threat of aggression. When bullying goes from bad to worse, it may lead to a feeling of terror on the part of the individual being bullied. Most people have been a target of bullying at some point in their lives. They may have also been the person who was doing the bullying or, most certainly, seen someone being bullied. It’s hurtful and harmful and is not a normal part of growing up.

Bullying is not uncommon at high school but it is definitely overrated in some schools across Canada. Just because one school had a bad incident, it doesn't make every other school the same. At Princess Margaret Secondary, the amount of bullying is next to none. People at Maggie (Princess Margaret Secondary) do have their own cliques and only hangout with a certain amount and a certain group of friends outside of school, but during class and throughout the halls everyone is talking and laughing with each other having a great time. Even if there was a bullying incident, students at Maggie would make sure that it would come to a complete stop and wouldn’t let it happen again.

Our reporters interviewed a couple students at Maggie and weren’t too surprised with what they had to say. A bunch of them mentioned that “Maggie has very little bullying,” and even one student said that “the amount of calories, protein, and carbohydrates you get by drinking water is like the amount of bullying you get at our school. None.”

Is bullying really that bad how the media portrays it to be? Or should we let the students in high schools, just like Princess Margaret Secondary, across Canada decide that?

College Application

Let me tell you a little something about myself. My real name is Big A.C. I was born and raised in the exotic state of Rhode Island by a pack of wolves. I can speak Italian in French and Spanish in German. I don’t always drink beer, but when I do, I prefer Dos Equis. My catch phrase is “stay thirsty my friends”. The only thing I eat and that I have only eaten is deep fried Twinkies. I find it baffling that the planet earth is named earth. I was born in 1862 and I am only 17 years old. I have 4,562,891 middle names. All my friends call me inhuman but I prefer to be called diabolical. In my many past lives I was Jesus Christ, Leonardo Di Vinci, and John Lennon. I am a babe magnet, literally. I make dynamite out of peanuts. I only sneeze with my eyes open and I can lick my own elbow. I am a world champion in the game of tag. I killed a man only using my thumb and my orbital bone. I am the definition of the word illustrious. I built a life size replica of Candlestick Park using cards and now I have nowhere to put it. Scouting reports already say that I will be drafted 1^st overall in the NHL, MLB, NFL, CFL, and NBA in the year 2025.

I convinced the population of China that chocolate milk is a fluid from heaven. I make Chuck Norris look like the weakest person in the world. I decide when it snows. I have my own currency. Coffee doesn't wake me up, it puts me to sleep. I wrestle tuna fish on my spare time. I fist pump so hard, I wasn't allowed to be on the show Jersey Shore. I stated at the UN that the next world war will be WWV because it will be so intense that it will skip WWIII and WWIV. I can turn my hands into a blender. I can be at two places at once. I don't walk dogs, dogs walk me. I can grow a moustache in 6 seconds flat. The band Billy Talent is considering changing their name to Andrew Talent. When I jump into a pool I don't get wet, the water gets Andrew Carterd.

There is one last thing I would like to do though. Go to college.

Feels Just Like A Death Sentence

Imagine yourself in the middle of the Caribbean on a white sandy beach with the ocean

breeze lightly blowing through your hair, the scent of the big blue salty body of water in

front of you and the juicy burgers sizzling on a bar-b-q, an ice cold beer in your hand, and

not a worry in the world. I know. It sounds pretty nice. Well let me tell you something.

Grade 12 is the complete opposite of that. It’s not like a nice vacation where you can

relax, it’s like walking through a court room being innocent about something and

knowing your getting sentenced 25 to life. Your sitting in class and teachers are

furnishing you with work, your peers are befuddling you so you can’t get your

assignments completed  and handed in on time, all your emotions have gone astray and

right out the door. You feel dead and you feel like you want to just give up. All your

thinking about is getting out of the dark, horrendous, bone-chilling place they

call high school. It may feel like the end of your life to you, and not feel like your

loosening up on a recliner in the Caribbean, but really, grade 12 is the beginning to the

start of your greatest accomplishments.