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The Kings Cross Hotel, the Ablion House

As previously mentioned, I went to the UK.  After the lovely and homey stay I had in Portsmouth I had very high expections of London, and the hotel my grandparents picked.  Well, here’s my mistake: expections.  One thing I learned from travelling was not to have expectations.  The hotel’s lobby is down the road and around the corner and when we arrived we were so beyond confused.  It was convenient because we were so close to Kings Cross and St. Pancreas station that it wasn’t too long of a walk.  When we finally got in I was terrified about just how small the room was! There was 6 inches between my grandparents bed and mine. 6 INCHES. I guess there is no such thing as personal space in London? The room had dozens of ants, and the shower head sprayed the ENTIRE bathroom.  My grandma felt so unsafe in the hotel.  We locked up all our suitcases when we left and we kept checking our sheets to ensure that there were no ants in our bed.  We could...
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Briar Rose by Jane Yolen

Once upon a time there lived a King and a Queen who longed for a a child.  They waited years, and years for a child to come, finally one came.  A beautiful baby girl, to celebrate they threw a massive festival and everyone in the kingdom was invited, except the evil fairy.  Sound familiar? The story of Sleeping Beauty, is famously known, however what if the tale was a secret to more?  I welcome you to Jane Yolen’s beautiful curse of Briar Rose. Becca is a twenty-three year old reporter, who has a strong connection with her grandmother known as Gemma.  As her Gemma is passing, she asks Becca to promise to prove that she was Briar Rose.  To Becca a promise is a promise, and she plans to keep it even without not knowing exactly what the fairytale of Briar Rose is about to bring into her life.  Becca is left to search for clues and left to investigate the life of her Gemma and her complicated path to America. Briar Rose is one of the best construc...

Seacrest Hotel, Southsea, Portsmouth

Recently, I got the once in a lifetime opportunity to travel Europe.  I flew from Ottawa, ON over into London, UK.  From there, my grandparents put the family on a mission to enjoy the view, the area and figure out where my grandparent's ancestors lived. They found the address, however, it was saved until our last day.  For our overnight stays, we had reserved a room in the Seacrest Hotel. We got a BEAUTIFUL room, with red accents.  We also got a BEAUTIFUL view of the beach.  I loved it.  While my grandparents were arguing about a lock on the luggage I snuck out and navigated the town.  Nearby there was a pier and a beach and I found myself just sitting on the shore and watching the water.  By the time I had gotten back we had found out that my grandfather had grabbed the wrong suitcase from the airport.  The front desk staff was beyond phenomenal.  They offered to drive my grandpa to the airport to switch bags, plus th...

Small Club Going For Big Change

ENSS Interact Club at No Frills, Brighton On October 19 th 2016 and October 23 rd 2016 in the small town of Brighton had a fundraiser was held by the East Northumberland Secondary School Interact Club for the End Polio Now campaign. Through the two days of donations the Interact Club raised $300.40 for the campaign. This total will then be tripled through the Bill and Melinda Gates foundation and then again by the government of Canada. Polio is a disease that paralyses the body and mostly effects children under the age of five. Polio does have a vaccine, yet it is not always the easiest way to send around the world as people need to be trained to give the vaccine, and the vaccines need to be paid for. After the child receives their vaccine they will then receive a purple pinky so they do not become vaccinated again. As some may have heard part of End Polio Now slogan, “Purple pinkies for Polio.” ENSS Interact Club at ENSS Though Polio is nearly eradicated in the ...

Where Is The Justice? Have You Been Bullied or Told To Kill Yourself?

It's the end of the year. It's hot and the stress is heavy, I get that.  Wednesday of last week so June 15 2016 I was told that someone wished I was dead.  By someone I had dated a couple months earlier.  I go to a secondary school in Bayside, and the guy that personally told me that he wanted me dead was a teacher's son.   The teacher's son and I have common friends like most grade 10's do, and a guy on my bus asked me what had happened telling me that the teacher's son was sounding proud and confident that he had basically told me to kill myself.  That night I had went home with the voice of the teacher's son telling me I should kill myself.  I cried and screamed and almost went through with his wishes.  Laying in the bathtub sobbing.  Trying to hold my head under long enough, but I stopped out of the will of the thought, "why can't someone stop him and change things."  The next day I stayed home from school not ready to see his face. ...

update 101

Sorry about the lack in posts of poems and reviews.  I have been busy with school and work and writing a book full of poems I hope to sell.  I am going to try an become more active but bare with me. All the best, Tyanna.
~Chocolate~ The first time I noticed When I met you was your eyes. Chocolate brown. A dark warm, silk smooth chocolate Your kiss was nervous It was a little panicked. Rare but special. A peasant's first bite of it. A chocolate kiss. When chocolate eyes Look into hidden souls, They find the hiding place. Letting the afraid soul crumble and fall. Fall for sweet smiles, Sugary kisses. A sweet, sweet, caffeine, delicious addiction. Letting happiness leak in through empty cracks. For the one I love, With Chocolate eyes, Sweet, delicate kisses. Things I have a hard time saying. I love you. I love your chocolate eyes. Sweet, innocent virtue. Your sugary sweet personality. I just love you.