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In the brain
Editor’s Note Downstairs, from in the chatterbox, I can hear a young man with the sweetest, most tender voice singing, practicing? His voice floats over the sea of chairs in the chapel, slips through the door, and lifts in this room, where I am sitting. Pausing from the words opened in my lap, I take this pencil. The sweetness and clarity of a voice moved me.
G e t t i n g i n t h e h e a d s o f t h e f r e s h m e n a n d ot h e r h i g h ac h i ev e r s
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IN THE BRAIN
Getting in the Heads of Freshmen and Others
Noteworthy Notes
What moves you? There are these small thing Almost invisible things that catch our attention that draw us in – That small thing the thing that caught your attention that drew you init can change your reality. It can change your mind. Oh, but you are the cautious one. Do you measure out your life in coffee spoons? Safe, shall we say? Or do you think it’s high time to take an adventure for yourself? Change is inevitable, but choosing to be the change is entirely up to you. Journey with us as we look inside life – into pockets of perspective. We are a voice, We are your voices. Use your voice and make things move. The Inquirer – Exploration With Intention
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And a Good Day It is.
We’re here, we’re back. Welcome! This school year has started with no hesittion as the lobby is already filled with eager freshmen (and others) concentratedly leaned over bio textbooks or casually icing knees from a hard evening of sports These bright and shining individuals have lent some of their desires and wisdom. Here’s what they have to say in response to these questions: 1. 2. 3. 4.
Name Major What do I want to be when I grow up? What have I learned so far?
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Heartbreak Hotel and the Antshrike
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A Walk to Remember
3. Not sure
8 Campus Happenings A Greek Handshake
4. Nothing
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Breaking Bread
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sheroes.
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what we’re listening to
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The Listener
St e pa n G o lov e n ko 2. Behaviour Science
Em i ly co rt e z
2. English minor in Religious Studies 3. Novelist/Editor 4. You cannot wake up at 8 if you have an 8.30 class
y e m u r a i ta r a n h i k e 2. English
M e lo d i e R ac h e l A lva r e z 2. Bio-Medical
An Introduction.
3. Veterinarian 4.Canadian things are very expensive
3. Editing or Journalism 4. I’ve learnt how to be independent
d o r r a i n e L i g h t b o dy 2. Psychology
I Give You My Mouth Words
14 submissions
Ro s h a n i A b ba da s a r i 2. Bio: pre-med
3. Gynecologist 4. University isn’t as scary as it sounds
3. Health Psychologist 4. Never wait until the last minute
Shynell Wilson 2. Elementary Education
I r h i s S a l e h i pa r a st 16 The funnies 2. Bio med 3. Missionary doctor 4. Do what you love
3. Teacher/Play Therapy 4. To use my talents
Da n e a l e x a n d r e 2. Behavioural Science 3. Happy
To submit questions, response, art, or an article: - swoods@cauc.ca
4. Things change, people change, nothing lasts forever
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noteworthy notes What are the changes on campus? THERE ARE A LOT!
Everyone who hears can hear the inner voice. It is within everyone.
- The cafeteria has new management: ARAMARK - We have a new Internet provider. - We have two new chaplains on campus. - There’s a new dorm dean. - Classrooms have been renovated and improved. - Students over the age of 21 no longer have curfew in the dormitories. - Welcoming our new Communications VP: Nisha Johnny - And we have new students on campus!
Lacombe – ARAMARK Higher Education officially joined the Lacombe community on August 21, 2013 as the food service provider at Canadian University College. “ARAMARK has a reputation for providing top quality food service at other post secondary institutions and we are looking forward to that same service here at Canadian University College,” said Stacy Hunter, CUC Vice President for Student Services. “We are excited to begin serving the University community,” said Jeff Marcellus, ARAMARK. “Our goal is to enhance the dining environment and experience for students, faculty and staff, and to build partnerships across the campus community.” ARAMARK has already begun working with different groups on campus to plan engaging events and get involved with
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campus initiatives. They have been in full force for the past few weeks preparing and setting up for a much-anticipated opening. The dining hall will offer breakfast, lunch, and dinner, which include cereal, hot entrées, deli, soup, salad bar, grab and go items, beverages, snacks and more. Students, faculty and staff can expect to see programs such as “Healthy for Life,” “Get the Good Stuff,” “Voice of the Customer,” as well as monthly promotions and events. Canadian University College and ARAMARK are working closely together to bring the Lacombe community great tasting food and an awe-inspiring campus dining experience. Watch out for ARAMARK as they will be involved in many campus events in the coming weeks.
Notes: Keep up to date on campus news, announcements, and other details via the CUC Facebook page or the President, Mark Haynal’s Blog: http://markhaynal.blogspot.ca
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and a good day it is. by c h a n ta l j a n l eotau d
H e a rt b r e a k h ot e l a n d t h e a n t s h r i k e
I spent too many nights at the Heartbreak Hotel. It was time to run away. Run into space. At least it was somewhere I could feel anything else than heartache. I no longer wanted to love or be loved. Every morning that I woke up, during the summer months, I’d drive to Springhill in the Arima Valley and wish the birds well as they woke and shook their feathers. The Purple Honeycreeper, Black-throated Mango, Gray Fronted Dove, perched Toucans and the ever so chatty Barred Antshrike’s song permeates from the rainforest. One morning, I whistled to the Barred Antshrike and the Great Antshrike heard my call and became jovial for my company. And thus began my relationship with this Great Antshrike (Taraba Major) even before laying eyes on the beauty. Calls went back and forth for an hour or so until either of us got busy. I blushed at his song. What was this feeling? Did I just fall in love with a bird? I did. We saw each other as often as we could. Sneaking time together during lunch, snickering about the shape of the clouds. Birds seemingly do not have to learn how to be birds. They are born knowing how to ‘bird’ already. I have to learn how to be a girl, learn a role in society, in a family, learn a language; almost everything that I perform is learned. You can put a Great Antshrike within the bars of a cage in a lonesome place and find it born singing the song of its ancestors. It flaps its wings and is born being a Great Antshrike in all of its greatness with his red eyes, a white underneath, black top and a beautiful crest. The female too has lovely red eyes but rather brown wings with the voice of an angel. Septemeber 16, 2013
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I ask myself, what’s so different about this bird? What makes this Great Antshrike so lovable? He had me at his first hollow toot, which was followed by at least 30 more consecutive ones, and a mirthful “ehhh” at the end. It was not just his charm-- he noticed me. His conversation was full of meaning. His song was unique, lifting. His love, deliberate. This was a defining moment for me. The dirt was full of life, the trees all smiled, even the ones that were dressed in epiphytes, seemingly proud. I then became conscious, awake, and aware. This was my home. Love is not surrounded by expectation. The Antshrike did not expect anything from me but we connected still. The experience was as a reciprocated connection. Nature is innate. Love in nature is innate. Love is innate. Love is. The Great Antshrike: A small bird with a lot of soul. It spoke to mine. He healed my broken heart. I packed my bags at the Heartbreak Hotel and returned the key for the last time. A bird taught me how to love again. I still sing its song on cool Lacombe mornings. I know that he ever sings for me. And that, my friends, is the healing powers of nature to the soul. Take a walk through the local trails. Love. Be free.
a wa l k to r e m e m b e r
You don’t need to say much when the sun peaks through the canopy onto your face. The wind rustles the leaves. Remnants get caught in your hair. The dirt between your toes. Cicadas chirp on cue and your mind becomes worry free. Everything slows down. No racing thoughts. You walk deeper into the woods, over massive roots. Brushing trunks with your fingertips. Lick your lips. Taste the story. The forest has much to tell. “Bonk!” It’s a Bell Bird. One of the loudest bird calls in the world. “Bonk!” You look up, watching for it. The beautiful Bearded Bell Bird with a ‘bong’ and striking appearance. Right there on Spring Hill. His call is one-of-akind - kind of sweet. Åsa Wright lived for conservation. She put Spring Hill in the hands of other believers – naturalists. Asa Wright Nature Centre is a home and territory to the Bearded Bell Bird along with many other creatures with one-ofa-kind performances and traits. What is this place? – Right?! It’s in the Arima Valley in Trinidad. You know, Land of the Hummingbird, right off the coast of Venezuela. The remarkable estate of Spring Hill, Asa Wright Nature Centre, affords a place for everyone. It provides an escape for the stifled, time for the busy, inspiration for the thirsty, uplifting for the heart broken, a home for the avid birdwatcher, and freedom for all who seek. Spring Hill is full of life. The sort of life that makes you feel like living. The ease provided by the existential of Spring Hill extends to the Bowron Lake Provincial Park of British Columbia. The trance-like sound of water dripping off the tip of my paddle was euphoria to my soul. Each stroke provided a moving reel of the majestic scenes of glaciers, pines, rocks, sand, wildlife, the freshest breeze for your lungs, and the ever so calm lakes. I looked forward to every portage because I got to connect with dirt, The Inquirer
the anchor and sustenance of life. After every crossing, I met new landscapes – Sandy Lake, Cariboo River, Isaac Lake, Lanezi Lake – these stood out to me among the evergreen serene. Sustainability and conservation is what I believe in. Keeping places like Spring Hill, Bowron Lake Provincial Park, and Lacombe’s very own Cranna Lake trail, as preserved as possible, open, and appreciated, means the world to me. Awakening my sisters and brothers to something greater than self is what I live for. Get grounded. Stay lifted. Take a hike. Be free.
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Breaking bread
sheroes.
“Power” - Adrienne Rich
F e at u r i n g wo m e n w h o h av e c h a n g e d t h e wo r l d.
Living in the earth-deposits of our history Today a backhoe divulged out of a crumbling flank of earth one bottle amber perfect a hundred-year-old cure for fever or melancholy a tonic for living on this earth in the winters of this climate.
a n i n t ro d u c t i o n. by R a p t u r e
Hello, my name is Rapture. I am from a small village in Nigeria called Itigidi, which is also the name of the language we speak there. I was in Babcock University, an Adventist University in Nigeria where I studied International Law for a year and switched majors to Political Science, which I took for two years. After that, I landed in CUC and am currently majoring in Accounting and am a former Psych major. Back in High School my favorite subjects were Literature, Biology and History, though I admit, on coming to CUC the reverse has been the case as the latter have been my least favorite courses here. I am trying hard to love maths though, since I am now in Accounting because it has been my least favorite subject in High school up till now. My hobbies include writing and baking/cooking although I can be caught singing and dancing during my spare time. My love for cooking does not extend to just cooking for my family or my little sister when in school. I am inspired to open a catering business specializing in African cuisine, by God’s grace, when I am done with school. I am also an Adventist. In fact, I became Adventist in 2005-- I wasn’t one by birth. I hope to write novels that would bring people to Christ, both young and old, as I would want my writing to transcend age. Besides the fact that I love cooking, I love Christ and appreciate what he has done for mankind. That is why it would be a Septemeber 16, 2013
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privilege for me to write about spirituality in The Inquirer. I believe that God has sent me to CUC as a missionary and it is a God-given duty for me to use this opportunity to share the Gospel with others. Apart from sharing Christ with others, I believe that writing about spirituality in The Inquirer will provide a blessing to those who are searching for God and will also bring me, as an individual, closer to Christ. It will also serve as a personal outlet for me to communicate with my schoolmates and others within this vicinity, as we are a Christian school. After all, it is our mission to represent and preach Christ. It would also be a pleasure for me to hear what people have to say in the discussions--to know about people’s views on a particular topic. There are different opinions on everything, that is why even certain passages in the Bible are interpreted differently so it would be rather interesting to see how these discussions play out. Okay, more about me. Apart from God, my family is what I am the most passionate about. They are the biggest blessing God has given me. I am where I am today because of them and God. They have been there with me, supporting me through thick and thin so it is only fair that I show my appreciation. It is no wonder that my sister is my best friend and my mother is my role model. Lastly, it is no secret that I am on The Inquirer because I love writing.
periments with radium-224 have been carried out in the United States for producing bismuth-212 and lead-212. Antibodies labeled with these two products are used in the treatment of melanoma and ovarian cancer. These radioactive coated antibodies target surface antigens and the beta particles emitted from lead-212, and alpha particles from bismuth-212 are capable of destroying the cancer cells. This strategy is used in cell-directed immunotherapy for treating cancer.”1
Today I was reading about Marie Curie: she must have known she suffered from radiation sickness her body bombarded for years by the element she had purified It seems she denied to the end the source of the cataracts on her eyes the cracked and suppurating skin of her fingerends till she could no longer hold a test-tube or a pencil She died a famous woman denying her wounds denying her wounds came from the same source as her power.
If Marie Curie doesn’t ring a bell, some may know her better as “the lady who discovered/used radium.” In its purest form radium is a highly radioactive earth metal, which can be found in uraninite. The Inquirer
Marie Curie was born in 1867 and, after receiving general education and “some scientific training from her father”2 she moved to Paris earning Licentiateships in Physics and the Mathematical Sciences at the Sorbonne. When her husband died, Mme. Curie replaced him Professor of General Physics in the Faculty of Science—the first women to do so.
“In the year 2006, chloride injection with radium-224 was approved in Germany for treatment of ankylosing spondylitis [inflammatory disease of the axial skeleton], but in recent times it is not used. Ex-
During World War I, Curie, with the help of her daughter Irene, worked on the medical benefits of radium. Some of her experiments with radium involved holding small amounts of the pure radioactive metal against her skin. It is said that her death was a result of her extremely close and constant contact with radium and her development of mobile x-ray units. Before her death in 1934, Marie Salomea Sklodowska Curie was the first woman to win a Nobel Prize in two fields (Physics and Chemistry), the only person to win in multiple sciences, the Davy Medal of the Royal Society, had $50 000 donated by American friends through President Hoover of the United States, was a member of the Conseil du Physique Solvay (Institute of Physics and Chemistry in Brussels), and the first woman to be buried under her own distinction in the Pantheon, Paris. Footnotes: 1 http://www.buzzle.com/articles/radium-uses.html 2 http://www.nobelprize.org/nobel_prizes/physics/laureates/1903/marie-curie-bio.html
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what we’re listening to
the listener
i g i v e yo u m y m o u t h wo r d s When I was thirteen, my mom brought me into a Christian bookstore and took me to the CD section. I picked up the one with the coolest cover – By The Tree’s Hold You High, if I’m not mistaken. The world of recorded music was new for me, and I didn’t know what I was looking for. I didn’t know what I liked and what I didn’t and I didn’t value music or understand why I was going to listen to it, but I’m certain that CD stayed in the living room player for a few weeks at least. I wouldn’t let anyone shut it off. I feel asleep listening to it. It was a solid start I guess. My obsession eventually grew to other bands, and eventually to other genres and styles. I’m probably the biggest geek you know when it comes to ridiculous, insignificant stuff, things like formats. The words “2xLP triple gatefold 180 gram” when referring to the 2006 release of Sufjan Steven’s Illinois album on vinyl are very significant to me. I actually know the difference in the track listings across the UK CD release, US CD release, vinyl release, and DVD release of The Flaming Lips’ 1999 landmark record The Soft Bulletin (for anyone wondering, the vinyl track list was the one the band had in mind while recording). It’s actually that bad. If you ask me about Cassette Store Day, I’ll probably rant at you about how Pitchfork Media is trivializing Record Store Day by turning a day intended to celebrate and support independent music retailers into nothing more than a name-drop for a format fad. Also, what is a cassette store anyway? Don’t you buy cassettes at record stores? My sister stopped letting me play music in her car. Not necessarily because of my fascination with the avant-garde (although the use of delay and reverb on virtually every noise most neo-psychedelic bands make may have gotten under her skin from time to time), but because I have a really hard time playing a song without launching off on some entirely unnecessary explanation of the recording process, or about how the album was only well-received by a certain subset of listeners. While this fascination I have with the recorded music scene may help me kill a few hours on the internet here and there sifting through review blogs or watching Anthony Fantano going through his record collection on YouTube, it also sort of trivializes what music is. Western culture operates under a very commercialist paradigm, and with whole subcultures formed around the act of marketing and selling music it can become easy to forget that music isn’t something that can be Septemeber 16, 2013
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“K eel ” - V olcano C hoir If you’re into Indie, Volcano Choir is a great listen. Of course,
contained. Music is really nothing more than the idea of a melody, of sounds, of harmonies, of rhythms, and because of this music transcends culture, tradition, even time. Music is something inherently spiritual. It’s a form of communication between God and human, and between human and human.
if you’re into Indie, you probably already knew that Volcano
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“W ind S ong ” - S unsay
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This song inspired my first piece. I feel the wind, I know the wind. I love the wind. And this song. C.J.L.
It’s fun, too. So let’s stick an “entertainment” there behind the “music” label on this column. “Music and Entertainment.”
I’d like for this section to be something of an interactive experience. Think of it as a coffee shop for us all to talk about music, art, and things alike. Only I’ll do most of the talking. So maybe it’s more like a bus ride, and I’ve got the only iPod, and I’m trying really hard to not explain to you how on “Race for the Prize” Stephen Drozd was able to make those bending sounds by pulling on the recording tapes. The point being that I’d like you guys to submit whatever you’d like to see me cover. If you’ve got a concert coming up, or an artist you think your fellow classmates should hear, send it my way. If you’d actually like to write something, that’s even better.
of Colonies of Bees. Volcano Choir’s second album, Repave, favourite’s “Keel”. What’s yours?!
I sort of stumbled onto music first. Let’s call it my first love. I’ll probably spend a lot of time talking mostly about music here in this column, but that’s not solely what this column is for. Music was my doorway into the world of art. Visual art, literature, film, each of these is a medium for communicating and exploring ideas, and is intrinsically important to the human experience.
Don’t worry, I’ve (mostly) figured out what bores people, and I’ll try to hold back on the geek-talk on this column. My goal is to bring your attention to music events, both on campus and off, to showcase new music that’s interesting to me and hopefully to you, and to talk about other interesting things that might fit more under the “entertainment” heading and less under the “music” one.
Choir is made up of Justin Vernon (Bon Iver) and Collections
“H eld (T im H ecker
“W ater C urses ” - A nimal C ollective “C asimir P ulaski D ay ” - S ufjan S tevens “A S poonful W eighs a T on ” - T he F lam ing L ips “G uys E yes ” - A nimal C ollective “N ow , N ow ” - C olony “K eep on L ying ” - T ame I mpala “D o I W anna K now ?” - A rctic M onkeys
remix )”
- H oly O ther
I’m a massive fan of both Tim Hecker and Holy Other, so this pairing felt pretty sensational to me even before my first listen. But sometimes the things we love apart don’t work well together, like forks and electrical outlets, or sneezing and yoga, or spaghetti squash and chocolate. What was I saying? Uh, my point is, unlike bad food combinations, this is a match made in atmospheric, astral projection-inducing musical heaven. Pack your bags--it’s time to go on a journey. -E.D
“T he S uburbs (A rcade F ire R emix )” - M r L ittle J eans What is the suburban war? There’s almost a sort of stigma when you’ve grown up in a place where the houses are all the same, and tidy. When your lawn is mowed, your parents aren’t divorced, and the kids are clean. Woe is the suburban kid who fights the war-- the struggle of the middle class. But “sometimes
I’m looking forward to pushing music on all of CUC. Join me. My email is rmacdoug@cauc.ca. Help me make this column relevant to your interests.
I can’t believe it. We’re moving past the feeling.” Or is it just the reverb that transports me to a place deeper than the depressive mundane. This song, though. -S.W.
Find Richard’s current playlist on page 13. The Inquirer
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Submissions To write has always been integrated into my very being, a necessity to express, to keep track, to write down, to reflect. The desire sprang up into my 5-year old self when I began writing my own songs in a little red notebook. As I grew older, words always found their way onto the margins of my class notes, and the more I wrote, the stronger the craving returned. It is not always this simple though, and writer’s block is often a challenge. It is important to write frequently, write anything, and read. Within this issue, the poetry and prose that has been chosen is meant to coax creativity out of you, by descriptive settings, visual metaphors, peculiar adjectives. Let the words spark new ideas inside you. - Jenna D.
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“Intelligence of My Mind” - Shynell Wilson
The intelligence of my mind is blinding. My mouth is blocking my view. I’m running my lip, till I lose my spit. My mouth is dry, my lips are cracked, my throat is horsed, and my crowd is lost! Stepping down from my pedestal I’m greeted by the ones who earlier left. Ready for my second chance {at life} I take the mic and I reel my verse. Spitting for the second time I begin to find my rhyme. Finishing I get the applause no one cared about my flaws. I feel like a changed woman coming out with a new beginning Humble is my new name. taking this step as more than a game. I change not because I have too I change because I need too and want too. Being smart and acting smart are two different things so; I grow with the knowledge of 21 (24) years of age. Taking this lesson as a learning stage, I put my actions into play. {Does anyone want to add to today?} Am I standing here wasting my time or did anyone hear my rhyme? Did it fall on a deaf ear? or is someone willing to take the dare? The challenge is before your face. I pray that we go in Love, Hope and Grace. We need to stop thinking we are Super humans, when were just men and women. We struggle in disasters but we call ourselves the true masters, saying were bigger than God when we can’t even see past the fog. Tangled in our own mess we assume we can help the world with their test? Let me take a rest. (Take this time to sip some water) The Inquirer
Growing up in Christian lifestyle is hard being careful not to step in Satan’s play yard. The world is full of deadly illusions trapping us in Satan’s horrid conclusion not life but death. holding us down like lead attached to the bed The sleeping Christians are called to awake Everything for God’s people are at stake “Stand strong, Your adversary the devil is as a roaring lion seeking whom he may devour, resist him, standing firm in your faith because you know your breathers and sisters through out the world are undergoing the same kind of suffering.” 1 Peter 5:8-9. Grab Christ and don’t let go. Preach the message to the end of the world. Let us do our job and be like Job Believing in God no matter what were told, Like Christ, Stephen was praying for those who persecuted him Paul and Silas were in prison Praising God by singing Hymn’s The humble are remembered But the proud are quickly forgotten, Don’t think to highly of yourselves or Christ will quickly bring you down to the bottom Like He did the tower of Babel This is no joke, this is no fable, We Christians are called to take a stand This is not the battle of the bands . . . Common Christians and Give Christ your hand.
If you’d like to see your pieces of creativity in the newspaper, email us at sachronicles@cauc.ca!
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