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BY ALLANA LUTA The sun was high up in the sky, signaling the time for a siesta. But students who were in Mr. Ning’s class could only dream of laying their heads on a comfortable pillow. Instead, they had to settle for their desks. Mr. Ning rambled...

BY SARAH GRUTAS When I was a kid, my mum who was a professional SCUBA diver would always be away on diving trips. I wouldn't see her for months on end; when she would finally come home, she'd bring me paperback novels. The earliest memory I have of her giving...