‘Three years ago, the RAC took a chance on a shy kid for the front desk.’
I was “the Canadian assistant visiting from Italy who spoke minimal German but did a great job.”
‘We give up our power when we give up control of the narrative.’
‘Lahore was some sort of unreal fantasy that fed my wanderlust every day, literally and figuratively.’
I spent the first four years of my life in Lahore, Pakistan. The only memories I have of any schooling is at a preschool that charged your parents if you were late, and where teachers made you stand up every time you answered a question in class. I don’t remember anything I learned or anyone who taught me . What […]
I can still remember the days when my dad would take me to the nearest HMV to sift through all the latest pop hits. There was this feeling of wholesomeness that would wash over me when I’d stare at these shelves full of albums that I could pay for and own for the rest of my life. This was back […]
Living with body image issues in a time where Instagram models and perfect gym bodies are idolized is a constant struggle. No matter when I refresh my Instagram feed, I’ll either see models who have been edited and posed to look their best with captions like #goals, or a gym meme that shames me for not choosing the gym over other hobbies in my life.
The Black Lives Matter Toronto movement and Pride Toronto inside and outside of Ryerson are working together. Find out how.
My boyfriend and I have a fantastic relationship. We’re best friends, we make each other laugh and we support and love each other unconditionally. There is a “but,” though. We have been in a long-distance relationship (LDR) since we started dating, and I have been battling a generalized anxiety disorder for years. Dealing with those two situations at the same […]
Everyone has a motto they stick by — mine has always been, “Have fun while you can”
This version clarifies that the Canadian Press Stylebook used was the online version. I began my studies at Ryerson’s School of Journalism in 2013, the same year that Mayor Rob Ford made international headlines for allegedly smoking crack. In my first-year reporting class we followed Ford’s appearance in the news very closely. We took a class trip to city hall […]
When it comes to building new spaces on campus, accessibility always seems to be an afterthought. Ryerson has been taking steps to make the campus more accessible for people with disabilities, but exactly how accessible is our campus for those with mobility impairments? I requested an access tour to find out for myself. I met Heather Willis, the accessibility co-ordinator […]
On Nov. 9, Donald Trump was elected as the 45th president of the United States. I watched the election unfold as I sat inside the Ryersonian newsroom with my friends and colleagues. Our conversations moved from “Hillary Clinton will win with a landslide,” to “Is this really happening?” Throughout the evening, our feelings had shifted from being hopeful that Clinton […]
When I found out that I was going to London for my study abroad, I felt a mix of excitement and anxiety. London was a place I wanted to visit for as long as I could remember. It wasn’t because of the pub life or accents, but because my family is from the United Kingdom. I was thrilled that I […]
Depression is hard to talk about, especially if you have it. Just thinking about the possibility of other people knowing about your weaknesses and your fears induces anxiety. I grew up in India where the education system is fast-paced and competitive. Before I immigrated to Canada in 2004, I was enrolled in the school my mother taught at, so she […]
To my dear theatre school building, For four years, 44 Gerrard St. was my sanctuary. Looking back now, it was the place where I grew into myself, where I fell in love with people and ideas, where barriers were torn down, bonds were built and pains led to rewards. Now that the time has come for the program to move […]
Mazel Tov! Those words flashed across the screen as silhouette figures were tossed in the air on their white chairs. But I’m not describing a typical Jewish wedding. There’s no rabbi, no blushing bride and definitely no broken glass on the floor. Instead, I’m looking at these famous two words and the animation light up the screen of my iPhone […]
For most people, turning 18 means a year of “firsts.” These “firsts” might be starting university, or moving away from home or maybe beginning that first real relationship. For me, the year I turned 18 was the year that I had one of my most significant “firsts” — it was the year I met my biological father and found my […]
By Kieran Delamont The problem with the rental market, and what makes young people vulnerable to poor conditions, overpayment and scams, is that it runs on risk-taking and sacrifice as a form of currency. It shouldn’t be virtually necessary to give up basic privacy to live affordably. It shouldn’t be virtually necessary to view living in the city, and being […]
Being surrounded by the glamour of TIFF for the past week reminded me of my time before Ryerson, when I travelled to Mumbai in search of stardom. Yet, what I found was nothing close to what I expected. Some of these memories I choose to cherish and others, not so much. Mumbai’s glitzy Bollywood world is filled to the brim […]
When I made the decision to fly across the world to intern at The Jerusalem Post this past summer, there were many things that I anticipated beforehand. I anticipated that the scorching desert sun would be tough on my pasty complexion. I anticipated that working as a reporter would bring many obstacles (I know a grand total of five Hebrew […]
I’ll never forget my first day alone in the city. My parents and sisters had dropped me off at residence the day before and as soon as they left I had a bizarre feeling in my stomach, something I had never experienced before. Homesickness. The next day I woke up in my residence room in the International Living Learning Centre […]
If you don’t personally know me, you may know someone like me. That someone might have been introduced as the funny one, the one with the incredible jokes or the loud one that you can hear from the opposite side of the room. Or maybe the one that is friends with everyone and can make someone smile with a simple […]
You can call me Paprika: Working at a summer camp has made me realize there is so much more to life than just the daily grind
Every summer since I was 16 years old I’ve worked at an outdoor education centre and summer camp just outside my hometown, Edmonton. From April to August every year, I go by the name Paprika. Paprika is my camp name – my alter ego. Paprika is a motivator at the zip line, an expert on nature facts and the world’s […]
Too few people truly understand what it means to be transgender. The trans community is severely misunderstood and people aren’t trying hard enough to educate themselves on the issues. I can say that I didn’t know what being trans meant, or that it even existed, until I started meeting people who are transgender. While my knowledge of the trans world […]
It was an ongoing battle, from crying in dressing rooms in the mall because I didn’t fit into that pair of jeans to endless nights spent wishing I were born in a different body.
Somewhere between bartering for fake wedding rings and riding camels into the Sahara Desert, I fell in love with an entirely misunderstood country.
Kara Anderson is a mother of two.
Kiera Spronk explains what it means to be black Caribbean, just in time for black history month.
Lillian Greenblatt says American stereotypes are cruel and incorrect.
A fourth-year student finds her first sugar daddy through SeekingArrangement.com
Kiera Spronk writes about attending her young friends’ wedding.
In my dreams, I’ve learned to fly. I’ve competed in professional sports. I’ve learned to neutralize nightmares by confronting them head-on.
Our arts and life editor Jordyn Gibson attended the UBSR conference this weekend. “Being there was so necessary, and for three years I ignored it. I had been on underwater cruise control and didn’t realize I was drowning.”
Every night was the same. I’d crack an egg, sneakily separate the yolk from the white and only poach the white before my parents or sister caught on to what I was doing.
In honour of November being Crohn’s and colitis Awareness month, The Ryersonian’s photo editor Brittany Ferreira shares her story of living with Crohn’s disease.
Last April, on the day following my official release from the shackles of Ryerson’s exam season, I boarded a transatlantic flight, by myself, with only a hulking purple backpack and an unwavering sense of assurance in tow. After a particularly hectic year of attempting to maintain the ever elusive work, school, and social life balance, I wanted nothing more than […]
For our voices section, reporter Angelyn Francis shares her experience taking ENG 108 with a professor who made it a point to teach work that was by and about racialized people.
wo years ago I was living in a student house that was a five-minute walk from campus. It was the top half of a duplex that had five bedrooms, a rooftop deck and hardwood floors. Everything looked perfect on paper, but it wasn’t until I moved in that the problems started to pile up: raccoons, fleas, squirrels.
Everything we own is packed in an overwhelming sea of cardboard boxes that is taking over our apartment. We have yet to disassemble our Ikea bed. The clothes I left out to wear during moving week are scattered in piles on the floor. In spite of the disastrous state of the apartment and the slowly worsening pinched nerve in my […]
Aggressive acne medications like Epuris are still on the market, despite serious side-effects. Robyn Sheremeta tells how using the drug led her into a battle with severe depression.
When I ask my 58-year-old manmie (mom) about the last time she felt beautiful, happy and feminine at the same time, she pauses and tells me she was 31. She tells me it was after giving birth to her first children. She doesn’t tell me about a time between then and now. And I am left to imagine what it was like […]
I watch my daughter drown. Every day. I watch her claw her way to breach the surface throughout the day, every day. I watch her clutch tightly to an interim sedative and slip into a fractured sleep, only to awaken under water. Again. I wonder how long it was there, that silent, unremitting undertow waiting to clasp her ankles to […]
I was born and raised in Indonesia but in the fall of 2011, I moved to Toronto to become a Ryerson student. I had just turned 17 and it hadn’t sunk in how big of a deal the move was and how important it was to be mentally prepared. I’ve been speaking English since I could speak my own mother […]
I was met with silence when I finally found the guts to open up to my significant other about the painful experiences I had growing up with racism. The moments crawled by as he sat there, still with seemingly nothing to say until I couldn’t take it anymore and blurted out in an obviously shaky voice: “Forget I said anything. […]
In October 2014, I kept a close watch on the story that seemed to have the attention of most Canadians. But at some point, I stopped reading. I no longer saw Jian Ghomeshi while I was reading about his alleged abuse — I saw someone who changed my life forever. I could have possibly gone a day without being reminded […]
Losing my phone has always been one of my greatest fears and two weeks ago it became a reality. Granted, I was lucky because I left it at my girlfriend’s house in Montreal and not in some taxi after a night of partying. But not having it made me come to terms with the fact that my phone was a […]
By Monique Phillips The first time I was introduced to the idea of the lack of diversity in the newsroom, I was interviewing a black journalist (who doesn’t want to be named) for a class assignment. I had always thought the newsroom was a place where public opinion was formed, so it must be full of informed, knowledgeable individuals. But […]
I have one distinct memory of my dad before the separation. It was the middle of the night and the lights were on downstairs. This could only mean one thing: my dad was up. It was during the week, so any sighting of my father was rare. My dad was getting a glass of water. I did the same, just […]