{"id":2910,"date":"2025-02-02T15:46:39","date_gmt":"2025-02-02T15:46:39","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.rpis.ac.th\/home\/?page_id=2910"},"modified":"2025-02-02T15:46:39","modified_gmt":"2025-02-02T15:46:39","slug":"9th-grader-jan-2025","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/www.rpis.ac.th\/home\/9th-grader-jan-2025\/","title":{"rendered":"9th Grader Jan 2025"},"content":{"rendered":"
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RPIS News – Sixth Article<\/strong><\/h2>\n
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“The Sun in the midst of a Storm:
Gail\u2019s Journey with Change”<\/b><\/span><\/b><\/i><\/b><\/h1>\n

Published January 27, 2025
Student writer\/artist’s b<\/strong>rief <\/strong><\/span>bio is below this story<\/span>
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\u2014Author is <\/b><\/span>RPIS Ninth Grader<\/b><\/span>\u2014<\/b><\/span><\/span>
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Gail, story’s character<\/span><\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0<\/span>During the winter break I started creating a story that challenges the characters to break free from their shells and discover their true selves.\u00a0 The characters must lose people, hope, and faith, but gain a new bond that is simply unbreakable.\u00a0 I would like to gradually welcome you into my world by introducing the main character, Gail.\u00a0 Hopefully, you will start to be able to connect with her after reading this.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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Strawberry Cheesecake from Dad<\/span><\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0<\/span>Growing up, Gail spent most of her time with her mother.\u00a0 Her dad was always busy working.\u00a0 A fond memory they shared was when he bought her a piece of strawberry cheesecake.\u00a0 Till this day she still remembers a sourness that slowly turned sweet \u2014 a representation of her dad\u2019s love.\u00a0 Even though it might not be heard, it could be felt.\u00a0 Especially on the day where tragedy struck and her city was raided, her dad protected her as if she was his last living breath.\u00a0 A love that is so pure, yet never expressed in words.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0In Gail\u2019s world, birds are quite a common companion.\u00a0 They could communicate and they had their own abilities.\u00a0 Gail never had much interest in birds, she always thought that they were merely talking decorations.\u00a0 Until one day she stumbled upon a small gloster canary that was lying on the street.\u00a0 She decided to take care of it and soon enough it had a special place in her heart.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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Gail’s gloster canary<\/span><\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0Everyone was working hard to rebuild the city.\u00a0 Even though it was hard to tell who she could trust because sugar and salt taste different but look alike.\u00a0 In those desperate moments, someone you once knew could easily trade you for their own safety.\u00a0 Luckily she had Belle, her bird which had the ability to warn her of dangerous people. Together they would steadily form everlasting friendships that would withstand the test of time.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0During the raid Gail lost her mother, a person who she always looked up to and could rely on.\u00a0 Gail looked at her mother as if she hung the stars in the sky.\u00a0 Her world was shattered into pieces when she had to witness the death of her mother.\u00a0 When the survivors gathered together they devised a plan to retake their city.\u00a0 Since her mother was famous for being such a dependable person, they chose Gail to lead the group of young warriors<\/span>.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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Mother’s Buttercup Blossoms<\/span>\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0<\/span><\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0Now Gail must learn to lead and be independent, to grow from the roots which her mother planted for her.\u00a0 It seems like her mother\u2019s presence never left her side, everywhere she would go there would be buttercups blossoming from the ground.\u00a0 Her mother once noted that buttercups symbolize joy and happiness, which always reminded her of Gail.\u00a0 Those words will later motivate Gail to blossom with joy against all odds, just like buttercups that bloom within shallow soils.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\n\t\n<\/div>\n

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RPIS Student News
<\/em><\/span><\/strong><\/span>Writer and Artist For This <\/strong><\/span>Article<\/strong><\/span><\/h2>\n

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Writer – nom de plume <\/em>Sponge – Bob, favorite thing is crocheting<\/span><\/strong><\/h4>\n

Sponge-Bob also provided original drawings to accompany this story.<\/span><\/strong><\/h4>\n

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\u00a9 All text and graphics are the property of the author, which Rajapark International School (RPIS) is using with the author’s permission.<\/span><\/strong><\/h4>\n

To ask the author’s permission to use any text or any graphic on this webpage, please contact RPIS at 68 Ramkhamhaeng 21, Phlabphla, Wang Thonglang, Bangkok 10310, Thailand<\/span><\/strong><\/span>
Email: rpisbangkok@gmail.com<\/a><\/span><\/strong><\/span><\/h4>\n

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