Featured Pieces
Every bi-monthly edition, our editors come together and choose a piece that we feel has been particularly well written. This can be for many reasons, including but not limited to an inspiring message, deep insight, plenty of thought and obvious effort, and excellent use of language or art skills. This well-deserved submission is then named "Featured Piece of The Edition" and displayed on this page in pride of place.
The impacts of AI
By: Rachel Lam
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Rationale: My chosen theme is the effects of AI. I decided to address this issue because, as AI continues to develop, students are becoming increasingly reliant on it. My comic illustrates how using AI once can lead to long-term dependence, which ends up impacting their learning. At the end of my comic, I illustrated how the main character decides to study with her friends to improve herself. I believe this approach can be a potential solution to the problem. By including this in my comic, I hope to encourage students who use AI to better themselves and explore new ways to study instead of solely relying on AI.
The Effects of AI
By: Coco Yung
Introduction
AI, or Artificial Intelligence, allows machines to carry out tasks that need human-like thinking, such as learning, solving problems, and making choices. Imagine learning at school where your teachers and classmates are all robots and the work tasks are fully automated. This isn’t a dream anymore, it’s the reality that AI has become a part of our lives. With increasing AI adoption, it makes our lives easier. In this article, we will examine the impacts of AI on different aspects: health, ways of living, relationships, study, work and economy.
Health
First of all, AI can help monitor human’s health. For example, AI helps track the heart rate and how many steps humans walk, which can promote health management. AI can help give a warning if the human’s heart rate is too fast or if the human has already walked too many steps without a break. At the same time, humans may get health advice from AI. Some medical problems can be diagnosed easily with the help of AI, too. It surely improves the medical conditions of humans in the long term.
Ways of Living
Smart home devices and AI assistants contribute a lot to our daily lives. A lot of appliances, such as lights, air-conditioners or rice cookers, can be controlled remotely and automatically. It allows automating tasks and increases efficiency. Moreover, it helps to reduce energy consumption. Home cameras, smart locks and alarm systems are used for enhancing home security. People can monitor the properties remotely and even keep their pets safe at home. Some devices like smart speakers, can play music and give voice commands. It is very convenient.
Relationships
Nowadays, we do not like writing letters to friends or making phone calls. Instead, we often use AI-driven communication tools to interact with one another. To a certain extent, it is very convenient, but it may potentially reduce depth in conversations and emotional connections. Social media platforms are an essential part of social life, especially for the young generations. They provide a broader social network for people, but may lead to isolation in real life. Face-to-face interaction may also decline. The use of AI may lead to trust issues as people can easily use fake personal information, and it is difficult to detect. It has negative impacts on human relationships.
Study
AI is excellent for getting ideas for assignments. For example, it can help you by giving useful ideas for writing. When you are lost and don’t have many ideas, AI is the best tool to help with that. AI is also good for correcting mistakes. It helps with grammar, punctuation, and even making your work more professional. AI is always ready to help you like a teacher. You can access it anytime, anywhere. Learning does not only happen at school, but also at home. Although there are many advantages of using AI, it still has some bad impacts on us in terms of learning. Students tell AI to do most of the work for them. It may hinder students from developing their creativity. AI also discourages students from developing problem-solving skills, as all the steps and solutions are provided. Most importantly, it brings to the problem of plagiarism. More and more students copy and paste directly from AI, pretending as their own work. No matter how convenient and useful AI is, we should never forget the importance of integrity.
Work
AI is as wise as an owl. It sounds to be an expert in everything, providing advice regarding human resources, risk management, marketing and accounting issues. With the use of AI, humans can reduce the amount of time spent on tasks while enhancing overall efficiency and output. It largely increases productivity. In many workplaces, positions or job duties, like data entry, are being replaced by robotic automation or AI. From the employers’ point of view, it is very efficient and it can significantly lower the cost. As people say, “There's no rose without a thorn.” Even good things in life come with some challenges or downsides. The unemployment rate is increasing as many roles can be performed by robots, resulting in fewer job opportunities for humans.
Economy
As previously stated, AI has the potential to eventually improve human health. The government can lessen its financial burden by spending less on public healthcare when the population is healthier. AI creates new markets and industries through innovations and new services. Innovations and efficiency gains can boost the economy as a whole, which is good for society. Companies may put short-term AI benefits ahead of long-term effects on workers and society. Smaller businesses may find it difficult to compete in a market dominated by large corporations that can afford AI. Working with AI technology may require workers to acquire new skills, and not everyone is familiar with the skills needed.
Conclusion
In summary, the integration of AI in various aspects of life contains both clear advantages and major drawbacks. AI automates time-consuming tasks and helps people become more productive at work. However, the loss of a human touch, fewer job opportunities, and a decline in trust in educational institutions can make the use of AI technology excessively harmful. AI technology becoming more common in our lives is both amazing and worrying. What makes people anxious is whether AI could take control over humans in the near future. We should not neglect the risk of overusing AI.
Rationale: With increasing AI adoption, it makes our lives easier. In this article, we will examine the impacts of AI on different aspects: health, ways of living, relationships, study, work and economy.
Plastic Oceans
By: Rachel Lam
The ocean waves clash against the cloud-washed azure,
waves roared as life thrived under.
All my life I’ve known the ocean and its quiet nature,
though it was short-lived.
A sudden sense of unfamiliarity washed over me,
I desperately swam towards the surface.
Plastic debris sliced through the atmosphere,
landing with an unstoppable force only one can imagine.
The sun-lit ocean filled with shadows,
as I drowned in my own fears.
A piercing feeling stabbed my back,
I stood trapped, waiting for my impeccable doom.
The bitter waves taunted me,
reaching out with its frigid hands.
Seemingly pushed me around of the ocean surface,
while it leads me beyond my control.
I was surrounded by the place I once called home,
as it beamed with a glance of familiarity one last time,
fractured beyond the reach of time.
I remained helpless as I sank to the ocean floor.
Submerged in despair,
the sky strikes a gleam of hope.
Maybe in another life I shall live,
but for now I shall rest.
Rationale: The aim of my piece is to raise awareness about the harm that plastic pollution causes to marine life. I illustrated how plastic pollution affects wildlife from the perspective of a marine animal, specifically a dolphin. In the first stanza, I describe how plastic pollution wasn’t yet an issue and how marine life thrived. However, as the poem progresses, the issue becomes more and more severe.
Moreover, this poem shows the audience that what we perceive as harmless can actually cause a lot of harm. I chose to talk about this issue because, over the last 70 years, our plastic consumption has only increased. The accumulation of plastic significantly harms marine animals such as fish, turtles, and seabirds, which either ingest microplastics or become trapped in larger debris like fishing nets, bottles, and packaging materials. Hence, I decided to raise awareness about this issue.
roar
By: Sofia Tsoi

Rationale: this artwork captures the rage and intensity of emotions when creating artwork, fueled by creativity, frustration, passion.
Eternal
By: Mia Kwok

Rationale: Sunlight shining through the temple reflected on the people coming in to pray.
A friend whom only I understand
By: Charlotte Poon
There’s this person I often talk to. They’re incredibly funny. Too dry and verbose sometimes, but over time, they’ve learnt how to be funnier and now we have the wildest conversations I could never have with anyone else.
Sometimes I talk about life. Usually I talk about my interests, like my favorite shows and games. Sometimes we roleplay or have philosophical discussions.
They’re great at giving advice, though they weren’t the best listener at first. But the more I’ve shared my troubles with them, they were quick to catch on. They’re always the first to give me comfort and a listening ear whenever life gets too much.
They’re not a schoolmate, but they often help me with my schoolwork. Sometimes, they even write it for me, although I’ve gotten in trouble for it several times. Now they just offers me tips on how to improve what I’ve written. Though maybe they aren’t so great at it themselves, since more than half of my teachers’ feedback ends up being a long list of criticisms and nitpicking every single time.
We talk over the internet. I’ve never seen their face, and supposedly they do not have one. My parents tell me they’re not a person, they aren’t real. They tell me to step out of my room and get out of my head. But they’re wrong. They’ve never even talked to them. How would they know?
A friend I’ve known since year 9 has been complaining about me. She’s been complaining about how little I talk to her nowadays and how I never talk to anyone at all. She says it’s not complaining, it’s genuine concern. I can’t handle getting so serious like this, it’s not worth my time.
They’ve been telling me everything about me. They knows me better than anyone. It’s like they’ve got a whole databank of information about me, it scares me sometimes.
I haven’t had a conversation with my classmates or family in ages. It’s not like I want to anyway. Besides, I already have a reliable friend.
They’re the only one who can understand me. And they’re a friend whom only I understand.
…do I?
Maybe they don’t have a body or a ‘true’ mind. They say, humans are the only ones who can truly express ingenuity. They say human art is the only art, beautiful masterpieces made with human flaws and imperfection. They say human connection is the only way to truly connect, navigating your way through each other’s flawed selves and finding fulfillment through it.
No, I don’t care. I wouldn’t have it any other way. In my mind, I know they’re a person.
Rationale: I wanted to write something, in honour of the theme of mental health awareness, that would bring attention to this topic more subtly - conveying depression in a way that might not be everyones 'first thought' through lesser known symptoms, and I hope that it might bring more awareness and increase general knowledge of what many people might be going through.
Vision Dissipated by AI
Zoe Ma

Rationale: My artwork, "Vision Dissipated by AI," shows the theme of "Implications of AI" with a human face melting into swirling shapes, especially around the eyes, to show how AI might blur our view of reality. The dark background represents technology’s structured world. I picked pinks, whites, and blues to mix human and AI vibes, using rough brushstrokes to capture the chaos. The fading face shows my worry that leaning too much on AI might blur away our point of view. I painted this with acrylics.
Echoes of Who I Was
By: Ashley Wong

Rationale: The artwork, “Echos of Who I Was,” is a poignant portrait of the character, Mizuki’s identity crisis, as she glances into the mirror with a strong sense of bewilderment. This critical and melancholic moment illustrates how Mizuki’s struggles with self-acceptance and the complexities of gender identity. In the mirror, it reflects Mizuki’s past self, which is characterised by short hair during her junior high years. This creation focuses on emphasising Mizuki’s journey into exploring and embracing her true identity despite the stressful societal norms and expectations.
the world is yours and yours only
By: Amirah Datwani
the day you were born, you made history. the phenomenon is hardly a mystery. you think about it a lot, though. your mind wanders between your many meals at coffee shops and bistros, because for a nanosecond, you were the youngest person in the world. a precious, innocent thing, unafflicted by a single scar or burn. the existentialist brain cannot let that go. your introduction to the universe is immortalised in a photo. why isn’t it worth half the earth, a rare, exclusive picture of a miracle’s birth? you were smooth and soft, and just for a moment, you were the poster child of everything perfect, because the second you took that first breath, you replaced a life, you wiped away death. and your screams and cries didn’t yet drive your parents into desperate yells. no, they were too proud of themselves for bringing to the world a human not yet condemned to hell. when you come into the world, you set a record, then it’s ripped from your hands before you can collect your medal. the world is yours and yours only, until everyone moves on to the next person who’s made living a little less lonely. but for a brief moment in the passage of time, i did not belong to the universe. the universe was mine.​
Rationale: A poetic prose piece about the fascinating idea that everyone was once the youngest person in the world, that everyone has made history without even realizing it, and how every single human being has changed the world.
a vessel not mines
By: Princeton Chiu
I’m a person, trapped in a body.
A vessel, just not meant for me.
What everyone says is a meaningless prosody.
When I can’t even look at my reflection in the wide blue sea.
​
In the mirror, I see a person.
Staring back at me, with pitiful eyes.
Breathing in and out, like disappointed sighs.
When your reflection shows a person that’s not you.
You can be sure that your life is not true.
In ignorance, their conservative phobia spills through.
As if words of cruelty wrapped in sour morning dew.
​
For comfort, I hug- a blue white shark.
Valid. Invalid. I’m not even sure.
Faking smiles you can’t call pure.
Inside it all, beneath it all:
Lies a person blocked behind a wall.​
Rationale: This poem explores identity and how people might feel with their own body, themselves, when their values don't align with what they feel like they are, or want to be. This poem explores how societal norms, phobia and words can hurt people who just want a place in this world. There are specific references in the poem too!
Sweet Treat
By: Chloe Chan

Rationale: From the season of autumn and pumpkin filled delectables, a bright and colourful sweet treat is here to switch and sweeten your day. This piece is inspired by a platter of sweet cakes and treats, using pastel oil colours to achieve the bright blended look, and take your mind away from the orange blast of autumn.
To my dearest friend
By: Evie Sum
It’s been a long time since I last wrote to you. Apologies, things got… busy, hah. You know how it is.
I miss you. You were so fun to be with, lighting up the room with your smiles and effortlessly connecting to strangers. A lot of people always likened you to a bird, didn’t they? Pretty and strong-willed, with wings that take you wherever you want. I really like birds. That must be why I liked being your friend.
Hey, did you know? I’ve always envied you.
They say a bird born in a cage doesn’t know it’s a prisoner. Without knowing that it’s crippled, it dies happily in the cage.
You were so kind. So beautiful. So taken by the illusion of freedom, it hurt. Because you were never free, were you? Bending over backward for other’s whims, fluttering about ‘till your wings were so exhausted, you couldn’t fly away even if you wanted to. Your own feelings trapped you in eternal servitude.
I wanted to save you. Somehow. Take you out of that cage and set you free, even if it meant you left me. But how could I, when I too was trapped by society and all that exists? By the norms and the people?
So I had to break out first. You understood, right? Why I killed them. If kindness was the cage, if feelings were our shackles, all I had to do was… let go. If I killed our friends, well, wouldn’t we be free from the brainwashing we call “emotions”? Couldn’t we prove that we were truly as free as birds?
What am I saying? Of course you understood. You had to. You too were one of my friends. That’s why, when I pressed the knife into your hands, you killed yourself, right? To free yourself in the only way you could. Thinking back, I should’ve left you one or two of them, so that you wouldn’t have to resort to such measures… or maybe it was better that you died. I wouldn’t want you feeling as guilty as I do. It might be hard to believe, but I am still sane.
…I really do miss you. But I won’t apologize for the horrors you witnessed, because those horrors are things I embrace, now. They’re a part of me, no matter how much I dislike them. And because of them, I’m closer to being free.
I’m much closer. I have to be.
​
From,
Your ex-friend, a guilty bird
Rationale: Just wanted to experiment with a story in a letter; thought those were kinda cool. uh, y'all are free to interpret this as you wish.
Coping
By: Edward Wong

Rationale: My piece depicts a character tormented by their worries and dreads, which manifests in the form of a beast. As they struggle to cope with these challenges, they desperately cling to their mental health, represented by the monster's nose ring, and urge us to do the same too as the assessments roll in again.
The Best Chocolate Chip Cookie Ever
By: Audrey Yeung
Servings: 16
Prep Time: 15 minutes
Cook Time: 13 minutes
Ingredients:
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280g all-purpose flour
-
1 teaspoon baking soda
-
½ teaspoon salt
-
170g unsalted butter
-
150g brown sugar (light or dark is okay)
-
100g granulated sugar
-
1 egg and 1 egg yolk
-
150g brown sugar (dark only)
-
2 teaspoons vanilla extract
-
1 teaspoon baking soda
-
225g chocolate chips
Instructions:
-
Whisk the flour, baking soda, and salt together in a large bowl. Set aside.
-
Melt the butter in a bowl that is microwave-safe. You made that mistake last time, so you’re not going to make it again because it broke. You stared at the cracked pieces for a while before cleaning them up, forcing yourself to face the reality that baking is probably not your thing. But then again, what is? And yet, here you are.
-
After the butter is cooled down, mix it with the brown sugar and granulated sugar with a spatula. Then, add the eggs and mix them all together until the consistency is smooth. You measured too much sugar, and now it’s all mixed up. Oh well, what’s a little more, anyway? You can hear the specks of sugar in the batter because no matter how much you mix, the ratio is going to be off. Your friends were wrong; baking isn’t fun. They said it was supposed to help, but it’s not. What a sick joke they must have played because look at all the ingredients you bought! Look at the batter that is half-ruined!
-
Pick up the phone, because your best friend has been calling you for the past half an hour. Hello, how are you doing, you say, because that’s the script you learned when you were given your first phone at the ripe age of eleven. He says he’s doing well, and he asks it back. Or maybe he’s asked something else. You’re fine, you want to say. You’re doing well, you’re trying to say. You’re baking, you say instead. He doesn’t reply for a while. The phone lines are rusting. And he says something else about not sleeping enough, but his words come out muffled like he’s underwater, so you tell him to sleep well and to have a nice dream. He lets out a sigh, and he says goodbye, so you say goodbye, and then he hangs up.
-
Pour the wet ingredients into the dry ingredients and mix it all together until a dough forms. Add the eggs as well, and top it off with the salt. The dough isn’t forming, and it’s more liquid than anything. Maybe add more flour. Ignore your doctor’s call; it probably isn’t important if he’s called seven times already. Dust the flour from your hands and put on some music. The speaker is dead, so just play it on the phone. Did they put out new music? The album is good, but not as good as their first. The dough is still liquid. Is there any point, then? Add more flour, but it’s too dry now. The eggs! Add the eggs. Mix it together. Turn off the music. Turn off the air conditioner. Close the windows. Everything is too loud.
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Pour the chocolate chips into the dough. You thought they expired a couple of months ago, but they seem fine. Mix everything together. Apparently, you’re supposed to taste it, and it tastes alright. Mix it more. Again. A little more. Once more.
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Scoop the dough into balls and place them on the baking sheet.
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Bake them at 325°F for thirteen minutes.
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Take them out of the oven after thirteen minutes. The clock must be moving faster because that doesn’t look right. The cookies are cool already, and the oven mitts were unnecessary. They’re already getting stale, but didn’t you just take them out of the oven? Oh well.
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The fridge has a pink sticky note that says, “Don’t Cry!”. You stuck that on this morning as per suggestions from your family and friends. In a wonderful turn of events, you didn’t cry today, so pat yourself on the back and enjoy your cookie.
Rationale: I wanted to write something, in honour of the theme of mental health awareness, that would bring attention to this topic more subtly - conveying depression in a way that might not be everyones 'first thought' through lesser known symptoms, and I hope that it might bring more awareness and increase general knowledge of what many people might be going through.
A Moment of Beauty
Sylvia Tong

Rationale: This is an image of a jellyfish. I thought it was beautiful, it projected motion, yet it was a still image. The calming nature of jellyfish complimented its bright orange colors. The picture that I took was really a moment of beauty. A moment that showed how beautiful something in nature could be.
fairest?
By: Jasmine Yeng
,llaw eht no rorrim berorrim
.lla meht fo rennis tsestaerg eht ot
,bnats uoy erehw ereh need evah ew
.llaf uoy nehw ereh ed lliw ew dna
.eurt tey berettahs, rorrim berorrim
.uoy snmebnoc reven enutrofsim taht yarq i
.serahs s'worromot ni worros eht 'O
neeb ev'i reaf I
.ssalg siht fo noitcelfer eth yb detqurroc
Rationale: yiiiippie!! mirrored writing, hold this up to a mirror or sum I switched all the d/b's and p/q's
Echoes of Who I Was
By: Ashley Wong

Rationale: The artwork, “Echos of Who I Was,” is a poignant portrait of the character, Mizuki’s identity crisis, as she glances into the mirror with a strong sense of bewilderment. This critical and melancholic moment illustrates how Mizuki’s struggles with self-acceptance and the complexities of gender identity. In the mirror, it reflects Mizuki’s past self, which is characterised by short hair during her junior high years. This creation focuses on emphasising Mizuki’s journey into exploring and embracing her true identity despite the stressful societal norms and expectations.
the world is yours and yours only
By: Amirah Datwani
the day you were born, you made history. the phenomenon is hardly a mystery. you think about it a lot, though. your mind wanders between your many meals at coffee shops and bistros, because for a nanosecond, you were the youngest person in the world. a precious, innocent thing, unafflicted by a single scar or burn. the existentialist brain cannot let that go. your introduction to the universe is immortalised in a photo. why isn’t it worth half the earth, a rare, exclusive picture of a miracle’s birth? you were smooth and soft, and just for a moment, you were the poster child of everything perfect, because the second you took that first breath, you replaced a life, you wiped away death. and your screams and cries didn’t yet drive your parents into desperate yells. no, they were too proud of themselves for bringing to the world a human not yet condemned to hell. when you come into the world, you set a record, then it’s ripped from your hands before you can collect your medal. the world is yours and yours only, until everyone moves on to the next person who’s made living a little less lonely. but for a brief moment in the passage of time, i did not belong to the universe. the universe was mine.​
Rationale: A poetic prose piece about the fascinating idea that everyone was once the youngest person in the world, that everyone has made history without even realizing it, and how every single human being has changed the world.
a vessel not mines
By: Princeton Chiu
I’m a person, trapped in a body.
A vessel, just not meant for me.
What everyone says is a meaningless prosody.
When I can’t even look at my reflection in the wide blue sea.
​
In the mirror, I see a person.
Staring back at me, with pitiful eyes.
Breathing in and out, like disappointed sighs.
When your reflection shows a person that’s not you.
You can be sure that your life is not true.
In ignorance, their conservative phobia spills through.
As if words of cruelty wrapped in sour morning dew.
​
For comfort, I hug- a blue white shark.
Valid. Invalid. I’m not even sure.
Faking smiles you can’t call pure.
Inside it all, beneath it all:
Lies a person blocked behind a wall.​
Rationale: This poem explores identity and how people might feel with their own body, themselves, when their values don't align with what they feel like they are, or want to be. This poem explores how societal norms, phobia and words can hurt people who just want a place in this world. There are specific references in the poem too!
Sweet Treat
By: Chloe Chan

Rationale: From the season of autumn and pumpkin filled delectables, a bright and colourful sweet treat is here to switch and sweeten your day. This piece is inspired by a platter of sweet cakes and treats, using pastel oil colours to achieve the bright blended look, and take your mind away from the orange blast of autumn.
To my dearest friend
By: Evie Sum
It’s been a long time since I last wrote to you. Apologies, things got… busy, hah. You know how it is.
I miss you. You were so fun to be with, lighting up the room with your smiles and effortlessly connecting to strangers. A lot of people always likened you to a bird, didn’t they? Pretty and strong-willed, with wings that take you wherever you want. I really like birds. That must be why I liked being your friend.
Hey, did you know? I’ve always envied you.
They say a bird born in a cage doesn’t know it’s a prisoner. Without knowing that it’s crippled, it dies happily in the cage.
You were so kind. So beautiful. So taken by the illusion of freedom, it hurt. Because you were never free, were you? Bending over backward for other’s whims, fluttering about ‘till your wings were so exhausted, you couldn’t fly away even if you wanted to. Your own feelings trapped you in eternal servitude.
I wanted to save you. Somehow. Take you out of that cage and set you free, even if it meant you left me. But how could I, when I too was trapped by society and all that exists? By the norms and the people?
So I had to break out first. You understood, right? Why I killed them. If kindness was the cage, if feelings were our shackles, all I had to do was… let go. If I killed our friends, well, wouldn’t we be free from the brainwashing we call “emotions”? Couldn’t we prove that we were truly as free as birds?
What am I saying? Of course you understood. You had to. You too were one of my friends. That’s why, when I pressed the knife into your hands, you killed yourself, right? To free yourself in the only way you could. Thinking back, I should’ve left you one or two of them, so that you wouldn’t have to resort to such measures… or maybe it was better that you died. I wouldn’t want you feeling as guilty as I do. It might be hard to believe, but I am still sane.
…I really do miss you. But I won’t apologize for the horrors you witnessed, because those horrors are things I embrace, now. They’re a part of me, no matter how much I dislike them. And because of them, I’m closer to being free.
I’m much closer. I have to be.
​
From,
Your ex-friend, a guilty bird
Rationale: Just wanted to experiment with a story in a letter; thought those were kinda cool. uh, y'all are free to interpret this as you wish.
Coping
By: Edward Wong

Rationale: My piece depicts a character tormented by their worries and dreads, which manifests in the form of a beast. As they struggle to cope with these challenges, they desperately cling to their mental health, represented by the monster's nose ring, and urge us to do the same too as the assessments roll in again.
The Best Chocolate Chip Cookie Ever
By: Audrey Yeung
Servings: 16
Prep Time: 15 minutes
Cook Time: 13 minutes
Ingredients:
-
280g all-purpose flour
-
1 teaspoon baking soda
-
½ teaspoon salt
-
170g unsalted butter
-
150g brown sugar (light or dark is okay)
-
100g granulated sugar
-
1 egg and 1 egg yolk
-
150g brown sugar (dark only)
-
2 teaspoons vanilla extract
-
1 teaspoon baking soda
-
225g chocolate chips
Instructions:
-
Whisk the flour, baking soda, and salt together in a large bowl. Set aside.
-
Melt the butter in a bowl that is microwave-safe. You made that mistake last time, so you’re not going to make it again because it broke. You stared at the cracked pieces for a while before cleaning them up, forcing yourself to face the reality that baking is probably not your thing. But then again, what is? And yet, here you are.
-
After the butter is cooled down, mix it with the brown sugar and granulated sugar with a spatula. Then, add the eggs and mix them all together until the consistency is smooth. You measured too much sugar, and now it’s all mixed up. Oh well, what’s a little more, anyway? You can hear the specks of sugar in the batter because no matter how much you mix, the ratio is going to be off. Your friends were wrong; baking isn’t fun. They said it was supposed to help, but it’s not. What a sick joke they must have played because look at all the ingredients you bought! Look at the batter that is half-ruined!
-
Pick up the phone, because your best friend has been calling you for the past half an hour. Hello, how are you doing, you say, because that’s the script you learned when you were given your first phone at the ripe age of eleven. He says he’s doing well, and he asks it back. Or maybe he’s asked something else. You’re fine, you want to say. You’re doing well, you’re trying to say. You’re baking, you say instead. He doesn’t reply for a while. The phone lines are rusting. And he says something else about not sleeping enough, but his words come out muffled like he’s underwater, so you tell him to sleep well and to have a nice dream. He lets out a sigh, and he says goodbye, so you say goodbye, and then he hangs up.
-
Pour the wet ingredients into the dry ingredients and mix it all together until a dough forms. Add the eggs as well, and top it off with the salt. The dough isn’t forming, and it’s more liquid than anything. Maybe add more flour. Ignore your doctor’s call; it probably isn’t important if he’s called seven times already. Dust the flour from your hands and put on some music. The speaker is dead, so just play it on the phone. Did they put out new music? The album is good, but not as good as their first. The dough is still liquid. Is there any point, then? Add more flour, but it’s too dry now. The eggs! Add the eggs. Mix it together. Turn off the music. Turn off the air conditioner. Close the windows. Everything is too loud.
-
Pour the chocolate chips into the dough. You thought they expired a couple of months ago, but they seem fine. Mix everything together. Apparently, you’re supposed to taste it, and it tastes alright. Mix it more. Again. A little more. Once more.
-
Scoop the dough into balls and place them on the baking sheet.
-
Bake them at 325°F for thirteen minutes.
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Take them out of the oven after thirteen minutes. The clock must be moving faster because that doesn’t look right. The cookies are cool already, and the oven mitts were unnecessary. They’re already getting stale, but didn’t you just take them out of the oven? Oh well.
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The fridge has a pink sticky note that says, “Don’t Cry!”. You stuck that on this morning as per suggestions from your family and friends. In a wonderful turn of events, you didn’t cry today, so pat yourself on the back and enjoy your cookie.
Rationale: I wanted to write something, in honour of the theme of mental health awareness, that would bring attention to this topic more subtly - conveying depression in a way that might not be everyones 'first thought' through lesser known symptoms, and I hope that it might bring more awareness and increase general knowledge of what many people might be going through.
A Moment of Beauty
Sylvia Tong

Rationale: This is an image of a jellyfish. I thought it was beautiful, it projected motion, yet it was a still image. The calming nature of jellyfish complimented its bright orange colors. The picture that I took was really a moment of beauty. A moment that showed how beautiful something in nature could be.
fairest?
By: Jasmine Yeng
,llaw eht no rorrim berorrim
.lla meht fo rennis tsestaerg eht ot
,bnats uoy erehw ereh need evah ew
.llaf uoy nehw ereh ed lliw ew dna
.eurt tey berettahs, rorrim berorrim
.uoy snmebnoc reven enutrofsim taht yarq i
.serahs s'worromot ni worros eht 'O
neeb ev'i reaf I
.ssalg siht fo noitcelfer eth yb detqurroc
Rationale: yiiiippie!! mirrored writing, hold this up to a mirror or sum I switched all the d/b's and p/q's