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AC Hub organizes a practical kitchen workshop for kitchen novices

From overnight oats to salad dressing, each dish is simple to make yet full of flavour
Photo: Yuye Jiang
Tremblay demonstrates the proper technique for chopping onions, guides students through the process and offers tips and tricks to make meal prep easier and more efficient.

AC Hub hosted its first Kitchen Skills 101 workshop at Algonquin College on Nov. 12. Under the guidance of Chef Chris Tremblay, students learned how to prepare quick and healthy meals, including overnight oats, a Greek salad with homemade dressing and guacamole.

Tremblay made the workshop’s goal clear from the start. “Students have busy lives, and we want them to be able to prepare quick and healthy meals with a nice cutting board, spoons and a few simple ingredients,” he said.

This emphasis on convenience, speed and health drew many students to the workshop.

With Tremblay’s lively demonstrations and explanations, students gradually found their rhythm in the kitchen, starting with chopping onions and mashing avocados.

Katrina Bernasor, a Level 1 student in medical device reprocessing at Algonquin College, was especially engaged in the front row. As a student living away from home for the first time, she admitted she knew almost nothing about cooking.

“I signed up out of curiosity because I’m really bad at kitchen skills,” she said. “This workshop was really interesting, especially making the salad dressing and couscous. It made me feel interested in developing my own cooking skills now.”

Katrina Bernasor holds up her creations from the workshop: Overnight Oats, Greek Salad with Homemade Dressing, and Guacamole, showcasing her newfound cooking skills.
Katrina Bernasor holds up her creations from the workshop: overnight oats, Greek salad with homemade dressing, and guacamole, showcasing her newfound cooking skills. Photo credit: Yuye Jiang

Duc Anh Huynh, a Level 1 game development student at the college, learned how to cook with basic ingredients at home from daily cooking experience. However, his kitchen style has always been simple, with limited ingredients and basic cooking methods.

“At first, I thought today would be a workshop focused more on chopping veggies and preparing food,” he said. “But I didn’t expect the chef to share more about the recipes and his cooking techniques.”

The kitchen workshop left him feeling especially fulfilled, particularly during the segment on making homemade salad dressing, which seemed to spark a newfound interest in cooking.

“Although I make salads at home, I just buy the dressing sauce from the supermarket,” Huynh said. “Today’s workshop taught me how to make my own salad dressing, and I believe I’ll be using it a lot in the future.”

Tremblay studied culinary management at Algonquin College back in 2007. After founding his own brand and restaurant, he returned to campus as an event instructor through some connections.

“The campus is vastly different from what I remember from 18 years ago, and I don’t even recognize where it is,” he said. “But as far as a life skill goes, I can’t think of another life skill that would be more important than cooking.”

Tremblay hopes to help the kitchen beginners overcome their fear of cooking through simple recipes and practical tips.

“In reality, there’s no problem with life, only solutions,” he said. “If you’re cooking something, it’s good, it’s safe and it is clean, and as long as you like it, there’s no problem. It’s just a solution.”

Chef Chris Tremblay presents his homemade salad dressing, as he shares his culinary tips with students at the Kitchen Skills 101 workshop.
Tremblay presents his homemade salad dressing, as he shares his culinary tips with students at the Kitchen Skills 101 workshop. Photo credit: Yuye Jiang

Rebecca Lafontaine, the event programmer at the AC Hub, was the key facilitator behind this collaboration with Tremblay. She explained that the inspiration for the hands-on kitchen workshop came from student feedback.

“We found that students really enjoy hands-on and creative activities,” she said. “We thought not only could we bring cooking skills in the class, we could also teach meal prep, chopping techniques and quick, easy snacks — skills that students can bring back to campus with them.”

For other students with no cooking experience, Huynh also offered his own advice.

“If you don’t have much cooking experience and want to start with something really simple, you should come to events like this,” he said. “You can get some easy and healthy recipes and actually make them yourself.”

Although there are no immediate future plans to hold similar events, Lafontaine said that the AC Hub has already distributed surveys to participants to gather more feedback in order to expand hands-on activities.

First Person: Fit, fat and figuring it out

At one point, like many of us, I was in excellent shape. Then, also like many of us, I wasn't. A week-long fitness challenge showed me that a healthy, sustainable lifestyle takes more than just one week
Photo: Agrani Tiwari
"It turns out that fitness journeys don't happen overnight," writes the author. "Sometimes life has other plans in store for you."

At 20 I was a high-school wrestler with a trophy shelf as big as I was. I was also a former high-school football champion and a university athlete with a rugby scholarship. At just over 200 pounds I could deadlift and squat more than twice my weight, run a charity 10k on the weekend without training and take some of the least charming mirror selfies 2016 had ever seen.

Here I am now, eight years older and nearly a hundred pounds heavier.

It didn’t happen overnight, I didn’t get into a freak accident, I didn’t suffer a career ending injury or contract a life-altering disease. I simply got older. The days seemed to be filled with more things to do, bills, a job, school, stuff got in the way. Life, got in the way.

I’m not the first person to struggle with their health and weight, and I’m certainly not the first to look for a more sustainable way to live a healthy and active lifestyle. On and off again, I’ve tried the gym, a place I once loved going to, with no sustained success.

This fall, it was time for a change. I wanted to take back control, I wanted to do something worth writing about, I wanted to do something for me.

“When getting back into working out, or for anyone starting out, it’s really important to find something you enjoy doing,” says personal trainer Lucas Michaelis. “At the end of the day, if you’re not going to have fun doing something, you’re probably not going to end up doing it for long.”

With that advice in mind, I challenged myself to do something new. In fact, I challenged myself to do a few somethings new. To push myself out of my comfort zone every day. My plan: I was going to go to the ARC and take not just one fitness class, I was going to take all of them.

I was going to complete what I called The Tour D’ARC, to prove to myself once and for all that I was still the athlete I once was. I wanted to prove to myself that I could try new things and succeed, that with stick-to-itiveness and willpower, anyone can fix their bad habits. Fitness is a lifestyle, and I’m Ophrah baby! YOU get a six pack! YOU get a six pack! You reading this? Look under your chair, that’s right, it’s a six pack!

I was ready to kick this challenge’s ass and fix all my problems overnight. In one fell swoop I was going to fix my health, AND write an incredible article about it all the while. Here’s how it went.

Monday

I didn’t go.

Tuesday

I also didn’t go.

It turns out that fitness journeys don’t happen overnight. Sometimes life has other plans in store for you. Sometimes that plan is a potent flu bug your partner brings home from teaching a bunch of snot nosed fourth graders. Sometimes that plan leaves you praying to a porcelain God, and not one of those prayer involves asking for the opportunity to do a damn burpee.

“Being realistic is an important part for anyone trying to get back into fitness,” said Michaelis. “You’re expecting to come back off the couch and commit to seven days of hard working out a week, well, good luck to you but 99 times out of 100 it doesn’t work out.” He must have seen this type of predictable failure a million times with his clients.

“Expecting yourself to go from zero hours of activity a week to even 10 is a large jump for most people,” he said. Baby steps often are more sustainable in the long run.”

With that advice in mind, I packed my gym bag Tuesday night ready to take on Wednesday’s challenges. Determined to not make the same mistakes, I booked myself in for a Wednesday afternoon spin class.

Wednesday

Life 3, Tyler, 0.

For a fitness challenge, there sure has been a dearth of fitness.

With my packed bag in tow, my interview subject decided to let me know that Wednesday afternoon was the only time that worked for her to come into studio and record our podcast. With the deadline fast approaching, my Wednesday afternoon of spin was replaced with stationary time in the studio.

Knowing that Thursday was a wash, as I had three hours of class, followed by eight hours of work, and plenty of time on the bus, I was determined to make something of my day, and decided to run a quick 5k with my dog, Harvey, when I got home.

“Well, you got out there and did something, isn’t that what matters,” said Kimberley Nicholls, my lovely and supportive partner.

Friday

The final day of my week long fitness challenge was already here, and all I had to show for it was one lousy run. My final test was staring me down, circled on my print out of the class schedule: Zumba.

It was a task so monumental, so challenging I knew that if I could get through it alive I would be changed. A better man, stronger, faster, fitter. If I could just conquer this mountain, my week wouldn’t be wasted. If I could just get over this last hurdle, it would all be worth it. The article, the stress, the deadline. Here it was.

Zumba.

Finally, I had made it. How was Zumba? It rocked me, it socked me, it took me out for dinner and never called me back. Zumba was the type of new challenge I needed to shake up my routine. Would I be back?

No.

Am I grateful for the experience?

Absolutely.

At the end of the day, progress isn’t linear. I know that. I think I could’ve done more, but that doesn’t mean I’m not proud of what I’ve done. I’ve learned to accept that a healthy lifestyle isn’t a sprint, it’s a marathon, and I’ve learned to have some fun along the way.

In the words of my supportive Zumba instructor Casey Williams, “You certainly gave it your all out there.”

First Person: I have an avoidant attachment style but I’m trying to evolve

The more I tried to shield myself from past pain, the less I actually felt connected to anyone. I now see: the more I allow myself to love, the less I’ll need to hide
Photo: Yuye Jiang
The author, Zixuan Li, was stressed about intimacy. Now, she has learned to build a meaningful connection with people she cares.

After many dates with Fred over the summer, I knew we liked each other and that he was a great guy. But when he asked, “What are we?” I panicked.

We were sitting in the Notre Dame Cathedral Basilica, where people were quietly walking around and praying. Holding hands, we rested on a pew at the back. Suddenly, he asked, “Are we officially together now?” I instinctively denied it.

“But in my heart, you’re already my girlfriend,” he said.

I felt a bit awkward and didn’t know what to say. I like Fred, but I didn’t know why confirming our relationship felt so disconcerting. It’s as if the moment we label what we have, everything will suddenly change.

I hadn’t been in a relationship for three years. And none of my serious romantic relationships ever lasted more than four months. Casual relationships were even shorter—usually no more than two months.

Most of the time, I ended things by ghosting. When I felt any discomfort in a relationship or we had an argument, I’d hide. If I didn’t like how they did something, I’d go silent.

One day, I came across a video explaining avoidant attachment while aimlessly scrolling through TikTok. The more I learned about the avoidant attachment style, the more I saw the pattern in my own relationships: the fear of being too close, the tendency to pull back when things started to get real, and the overwhelming need to protect myself from getting hurt.

Everyone has an attachment style. It refers to how people behave and interact in relationships. “The way we attach is formed early on as a result of how primary caregivers behaved toward meeting their child’s needs,” write Michael Mongo, a licensed psychoanalyst in an article titled What Avoidant Attachment Looks Like in a Relationship on Verywell Mind.

There are primarily four attachment styles: secure, anxious, avoidant, and disorganized. People with avoidant attachment, as the name suggests, avoid emotional closeness and value independence in relationships.

I began to realize that this fear of closeness wasn’t just about Fred. It was about me, about my deep-rooted fear of vulnerability and of losing myself to someone else. I had spent my whole life keeping that part of me hidden, that part of me that could be hurt.

I know that expressing your feelings and needs to the one you love is important. But expressing my emotions feels like exposing my vulnerability, as if I’m running naked.

What if people turn feelings I’ve shared against me? After all, they’d know exactly how to make me feel embarrassed or hurt.

I was so afraid of getting hurt, so scared of being the one left behind, that I became hypersensitive to any hint of doubt or hesitation from my partners, no matter how small.

Instead of expressing my needs and feelings, I kept score. I would secretly dock points from them in my mind whenever they did something I didn’t like. And as the score lowered, I’d begin to prepare for my exit.

I was often told I was too independent in my relationships, that I didn’t seem fully invested—too distant, too self-sufficient. I thought my independence was a strength, something to be admired. But to them, it felt like I didn’t need them at all.

Thinking back to my childhood, my parents always focused more on my older brother. I don’t really remember feeling close to them.

Since second grade, I became a well-behaved and sensible girl in the eyes of my teacher and parents. “I remember when we were little, whenever I wanted to do something, all I had to say was that you would be there, and then my parents would let me go,” said Tong Zhang, a friend I grew up with.

Whenever teachers praised me for being independent, responsible or smart, my parents would give me a bit more attention. They’d love me just a little more.

Growing up, love felt like something that could be taken away without warning. I learned to rely on myself, to keep a part of me hidden, unreachable. But now, I’m starting to realize that maybe that wall doesn’t just keep others out; maybe it keeps me trapped, too.

But how could I change? How could I stop running from love?

The more I tried to control my emotions, to shield myself from pain, the less I actually felt connected to anyone. And it hit me—if I didn’t let go of my fear, I’d never be able to have a truly meaningful relationship.

In the past, I’d used independence as a shield, thinking it would protect me. But now I understood that it wasn’t real protection. It was a defense against intimacy, against the very thing I wanted: connection.

The relationship isn’t a battle to win or lose. It’s a journey to understand, a process of unlearning old patterns and embracing new ways of connecting.

I began to lean into the discomfort. I started to recognize that expressing my needs and fears wasn’t a sign of weakness. It was the path to real connection. I began to open up, slowly but surely.

Now, Fred and I have been together for almost half a year. You might be surprised to hear this, as a 22-year-old, this is the longest relationship I’ve ever been in. We still have a long way to go. But at least I know now that true love is not about avoiding pain. It was about being willing to experience it, to learn and grow together.

First Person: As a worker, I am not a robot

Empowering employees to speak up has never been more important. In my case, the only power I have is to change jobs and walk away
Photo: Angel Belair-Poirier
"Tell me, what happens when someone is emotionally detached from their job?" writes the author.

They offered me a full-time job and I accepted. I had finally landed my dream job. I was incorporated in a team of highly skilled professionals and they all had over 10 years of working experience. They didn’t talk very much but I could tell that their knowledge far exceeded mine.

With the immense layers to this position, I skated through the years by listening, observing, learning and just doing my job to the best of my abilities. Where I saw and heard the most controversy was after meetings.

Staff stomped their feet of anger and mumbled to themselves out of frustration after these meetings. Once a month, the meetings would take place in the same boardroom, with navy blue cushioned chairs that were placed around the room and around a large table.

Everyone sat in the same place every month, the agenda was the same every month and down the list my manager would read through. The only time we could truly speak during theses meetings was during this section called “Initiatives.”

This section was dedicated to sharing with others in the department what you had accomplished outside of your regular duties. Otherwise, you kept quiet and listened. No one ever said anything or rarely did. I noticed who got along and who didn’t.

The government announced cuts. People in our department were going to lose their jobs. We lost four full-time permanent jobs that year and we were left to improvise to fill in the gaps. The workload got heavier.

Occasionally, the “head of office” would provide help from a casual staff, but they were just thrown into a new job for a few days and mostly didn’t know how to help. Everyone knew this was not helpful to our team, but nothing was being said.

One day I finally muscle up the courage to say it in the meeting out loud. Out of frustration, I just spit it out and said, “could you give us the same substitute every time, otherwise they don’t know what to do!”

I had never complained about anything before and after approximately eight years I figured I had built a good enough reputation to speak up. Well apparently, it was not a good idea. After the meeting I was called into my manager’s office and I was told that what I had said could have offended the replacement. And that I should be careful next time when I decide to speak up.

After a solid number of years working and getting nothing but excellent performance reviews, my suggestion was worth nothing. I realized at that point why it was consequently quiet in our meetings. The fear of getting reprimanded.

Staff have bills to pay and mouths to feed, people don’t want to lose their jobs. Staff kept quiet and stayed emotionally detached to avoid deception or furthermore frustrations.

This goes without mentioning all the everyday trauma from our regular workday that we endure.

Tell me, what happens when someone is emotionally detached from their job?

Being able to share our feelings about different situations can only help our departments and our souls. Being able to communicate is crucial for an effective workplace. We cannot all live in silence. Not being supported when speaking up can prevent everything and anything from happening, good or bad.

Over time it was eroding from my sense of self-worth and it took me further away from my core values of empathy and compassion.

Empowering employees to speak up has never been more important. The only power I have is to change jobs and walk away from this ugly mess. My fear of encountering rejection during this process is tremendous.

“Most people feel like other employers won’t want them, or can’t visualize how to transfer skills to a new job, or absolutely dislike the instabilities you can encounter with a change of employment,” said Philip Davidson, co-op student advisor and student talent development.

I would like to say that most people change jobs for their own pleasure but the reality is when you get a good salary with a pension and benefits you don’t want to leave your job and the people that are leaving is because they are truly and highly unhappy.

“I work for the government in my country as a psychologist, I am here changing careers, and I am studying business, I can’t do this work anymore,” said Gabriela Vindas, 42-year-old level-1 business management student.

In the last year, I have seen a lot of people quit their jobs, and these are top salary jobs. I have never seen so many people quit.

I feel like, I am not a robot, and I feel like I am not alone.

Community shows warm reception to newcomer centres

A rally in support of newcomer reception centres was held by Refugee 613 on Nov. 17
A protestor with a sign.

A peaceful rally was held Nov. 17 at the Ben Franklin Place plaza in Centrepointe in solidarity with local refugee and asylum-seeking communities.

The City of Ottawa has proposed two newcomer reception centres, with the first and primary location being constructed at 1645 Woodroffe Ave., adjacent to the Nepean Sportsplex. A second centre may be located at 40 Hearst Way, beside the Eagleson Park and Ride transit station.

Both reception centres will have a combined total occupancy of 300 people, who will be granted stay for up to 90 days before finding long-term housing.

Before the rally began, volunteers with Refugee 613 organized information booths and distributed tea and coffee.

The rally was organized by Louisa Taylor, executive director of Refugee 613 and Camille Kamanzi, who provided a French translation. The event started with Taylor and Kamanzi delivering a land acknowledgement and powerful opening words.

“It’s not typical for community organizations to be cheering for the city. But in this case, the city is actually making a thoughtful, innovative, brave choice to really stand by our welcoming values and invest in a system where there is none,” said Taylor.

Taylor and Kamanzi finished their opening by leading a chant, which continued sportily throughout the rally.

Liv Bolton, a Rabbi from Nepean, spoke in support of refugees and newcomer reception centres. This was then followed by Bolton leading attendees in chant.

“I am a Rabbi, I am a queer woman, I am a mother. Most of all, I am human,” said Bolton. “Canada’s pride is everlasting like a tree. The borders don’t matter to the root of the tree.”

In between speeches, live dance performances were performed by members of RJM-CW Dance Team, formed by a local youth group of current and former refugees.

Thomas Ndayiragije spoke about his experience being a refugee in Ottawa.

“If you are wondering who is a refugee and who is an asylum seeker, you have one before you,” said Ndayiragije. “I hope I’m not intimidating. I respond to love and I respond to smiles.”

Ndayiragije, a former refugee from Burundi who arrived in Ottawa in 2018, said he was persecuted back in Burundi.

“I had to flee. The only crime I committed was standing up for human rights,” said Ndayiragije.

Mark Sutcliffe, mayor of Ottawa, was also invited as a guest speaker at the rally. Sutcliffe told a story about his family coming to Canada after fleeing the Chinese civil war, and he provided words of encouragement to rally participants and refugees.

“Everyone who’s been involved in building our community are either Indigenous, an immigrant or a descendant of immigrants. That’s it. That’s all of us,” said Sutcliffe. “I love this city, I truly love this city. We are so lucky to live in Ottawa.”

Sean Devine, city counsellor of Ward 9, attended the rally with his wife Margaret Devine. Both said they support the development.

“I am here today just like you. I support refugees. I have seen a very different side of humanity over the last couple weeks. I’m very grateful to see the other side here today,” said Devine.

As the rally drew to a close, Taylor and Kamanzi thanked attendees for their unwavering support, emphasizing that their presence sent a powerful message of solidarity to Ottawa’s refugee communities.

FC 25 and Smash Bros. tournaments thrill gamers at Algonquin College

Games take over Student Commons as students clash for podium placement at We Got Game
Photo: Steven Dalloo
Shrenik Gupta, a Level 3 Mobile app design and development student, and Sahil Yadav, a Level 3 hairstyling student, playing a match.

Gaming took over Algonquin College on Nov. 20 as the highly anticipated We Got Game FC 25 and Smash Bros. tournaments brought students and e-sports enthusiasts together for an evening of excitement.

Held in the Student Commons, the mid-week bash attracted gamers, dancers and spectators. The spectacle created an atmosphere filled with cheers, focused gameplay and camaraderie.

Honestly, I feel like this brings a lot of people who have a passion for the games and for the sport of soccer together in an inclusive environment, said Pedro Mendez, a Level 1 early childhood education student.

The FC 25 tournament, featuring EA Sports’ FIFA franchise, gave players the chance to prove their skills on the virtual field.

On the other side of the floor, Super Smash Bros. Ultimate attracted its own legion of fans. The popular Nintendo brawler featured singles and doubles brackets, with matches projected on large screens for the crowd to enjoy.

Overview of the We Got Games event
Overview of the We Got Games event. Photo credit: Steven Dalloo

Cianah Miller, whose father hosted the event, was surprised about the level of play shown at the FC 25 tournament.

I have some of my friends in the FIFA tournament who thought they were good but are playing against people that I have been playing for a while and are losing so the competition is high, so it is always exciting to see,” Miller said.

The tournament was not just for seasoned gamers. First timers and intermediate players were welcome to try their hands at a myriad of activities, ranging from Just Dance, Mario Kart and bowling.

Students were encouraged to participate in the spectacle by volunteers. The main organizer, Dave Miller of We Got Game, bounded around the Student Commons engaging in conversations with students and offering advice.

“This event is for student to have a smile on their face, to enjoy having fun, just collaborating with each other,” said Dave Miller. “You can see here we have men and women, people from diverse cultures all playing with each other.”

Dave Miller and Shrenik Gupta Level 3 Mobile app design and development student before a group stage game
Dave Miller and Shrenik Gupta Level 3 Mobile app design and development student before a group stage game Photo credit: Steven Dalloo

The air was light, but the competition was fierce as students clashed with either Bayern Munich and Arsenal on FC 25, or across the room with Mario and Link on Final Destination.

“I am surprised with the level of competition. Some people have been okay, others good. The trash talks and celebrations have been surprising, but I am just trying to stay humble and chill,” said Sahil Yadav, a Level 3 hairstyling student.

Yadav would finish in the top four of the FC 25 tournaments and left the We Got Game event with some new friends.

“We got things for everybody, so you don’t have to be a hard-core gamer to enjoy,” said Miller.

Trophies, gift cards and bragging rights were awarded to the winners of both tournaments as they were lauded by peers and organizers.

First Person: Breaking away from being a people pleaser

Over the years I've mastered the art of morphing into whatever version of myself best fits in. Now, however, I'm going to honour my introverted self and take the time and space I need to find out who I really am
Photo: Sophie Daly
"The simple act of getting an email from the library saying I can pick up my books excites me," writes the author. "I used to think this was a guilty pleasure since most people I hung out with preferred spending their time partying."

I find myself at yet another lunchtime discussion, surrounded by friends who are diving into Harry Potter lore. I sit there, nodding along. I couldn’t care less about the origin of Hogwarts yet my heart races as I realize I have nothing to add into the conversation. But instead of admitting I don’t care and know nothing, I smile and continue nodding like an idiot.

“Don’t you agree Sophie?” one of my friends says to me. I agreed without even hearing what they had asked.

In that moment, I was a chameleon, shifting my colours to match the world around me. While inside, I was a ball of anxiety and self-hatred. I’ve mastered the art of blending in, being able to morph into whatever version of myself to fit in and not be seen.

Throughout my teen years, I believed this made me the worst person since I just lied to everyone I met. I was never being me and mirroring others so they would like me.

Now that I’m 21, the question of “who am I?” looms. I want to peel away the walls I’ve built up, but I often find myself paralyzed by anxiety. What if there’s nothing underneath? What if I’m just a mix of borrowed traits and interests?

I began putting the small remains of myself together. I’ve come to realize I’m a boring person and simple things bring me joy.

The simple act of getting an email from the library saying I can pick up my books excites me. I used to think this was a guilty pleasure since most people I hung out with preferred spending their time partying.

I see now that it truly doesn’t matter, I will find people that have the same interests as me. There was no reason for me to hide parts of myself just to please those around me.

“I used to always want to please others and just follow my friends,” said Sarah McDonald, a first-year student in the law clerk program. “Now, I think differently, and rather than trying to please others, I have accepted that if you want to be happy, you can’t please everyone around you.”

When I moved to Ottawa after high school, I had no friends. I was alone at university and hated every second of it. I jumped into kinesiology because all my friends were going into science, and I didn’t want to be the only one not taking a “smart” program.

After moving, I made the wise decision to stop talking to my high school friends. I tried so hard to act like them, but I was never smart enough for their liking.

I spent two years at uOttawa completely alone, I could go a full day without talking to anyone. This gave me a lot of time to look inward.

“I really had a hard time adjusting when I first came to Ottawa, but I think the most growth I’ve had was being alone and away from my family for two years,” said my co-worker from Knix Stephanie Barrios, a political science student from Carleton College. “I didn’t have my parents to run to and have them help me with paying my bills and stuff. It was a wake-up call in the sense you either sink or swim. It’s been hard but also intensely gratifying since it forced my inner self out of my shell.”

Though I am an introverted person, I have always enjoyed being a part of a friend group, but I have come to realize that being alone is the best for me to find out who I am.

There are still times where I get the question of “what do you want to do after you graduate?” or “what do you do for fun?” and I have no answer. But that’s okay, I’m still figuring myself out.

I’m me and I shouldn’t be ashamed of the things that make me a person or try to change myself to please others.

Algonquin Wolves fail to complete comeback against Seneca Sting

The Wolves fell in a nail-biter to the Sting at home
Photo: Jude Osmond
Tesloch Luk sizing up his defender.

The Algonquin Wolves men’s basketball team fell to the Seneca Sting 79-68 on Nov. 23 at the Jack Doyle Athletics and Recreation Centre. The game started off close with both teams alternating baskets throughout the first quarter.

The score was tied six times and there five lead changes through the entire game.

In the second quarter Seneca started to pull away making three point after three point, shooting five of nine from beyond the arc.

The Wolves picked up some momentum in the fourth quarter, cutting Seneca’s lead to six points with five minutes to go in the game.

Everything changed after Seneca forward Ryan Brooks knocked down a three pointer late in the fourth quarter to end the Wolves’ momentum.

“We dug a hole and couldn’t get out of it and finish the first half not in a good way,” said Wolves head coach Trevor Costello.

The Wolves struggled to space the floor and shoot the ball consistently. They successfully shot the ball an abysmal rate of 32.9 per cent.

“Too much individual play, we didn’t play team basketball today,” said Costello.

Albert Opena going back on defense.
Albert Opena going back on defence. Photo credit: Jude Osmond

The Sting won the physical game with the Wolves. The visiting squad was all over the glass, collecting rebounds and beating the Wolves down low. The Sting out-rebounded the Wolves 47-29. The Wolves were getting dominated near their basket, with the Sting making 40 of its points in the paint.

One of the bright spots for the Wolves came from forward Tesloch Luk who had another 20-point game with 24 points. Luk is now averaging an outstanding 22 points per game.

Another highlight came from the bench.

Guard Simon Desta came off the bench playing 27 minutes, racking up 17 points and making four three pointers. “I felt like I was in the zone a little bit,” said Desta, noting he was “just trying to get into my spots.”

Costello gave his player of the game honour to Wolves big man Ted Braden who had 10 points and made 50 per cent of his shots.. “He played really good on both sides of the court and stood out to me today,” said Costello.

Costello is looking to see his team move the ball better for the next game.

The Wolves look to bounce back as they face their rivals, the 2-6 La Cite Coyotes at the Jack Doyle Athletics and Recreation Centre, on Nov. 27 and at 7 p.m.

First Person: Protecting your mental health sometimes means cutting people off

After dealing with anxiety over the past year, I've learned it's important to put your own oxygen mask on first before you help others
Photo: Stephanie Taylor
"One of the biggest lessons I’ve learned in adulthood is not everyone wants what’s best for you," writes the author. "It’s easy to have boundaries, but it’s hard to enforce them."

This school year, I decided I needed to change how I dealt with my anxiety. Anxiety is something I’ve struggled with since I was 13 and now, at 26, I’m still figuring out how to deal with it in a healthy way. After spending the past year being in a constant state of panic, I started reflecting on my day-to-day life to find the root cause of my anxiety. But, I was having a hard time figuring it out.

Then, my phone rang. It was my older sister calling. Without knowing what she wanted, I already felt drained. It was the fourth time that day she had called me about a problem she had. Days before, she had Facetimed me several times throughout the day. Her problem was something you’d normally go to a therapist for, but she wouldn’t go to therapy. Without even realizing it, I had become her around-the-clock therapist.

What’s something a therapist would say? You can’t help someone unless they’re willing to help themselves. She wasn’t there yet, and I couldn’t handle her dragging me down with her. I was frustrated.

After this last call, my sister and I didn’t talk anymore. Although I wanted to be there for her, I couldn’t be her therapist. She was asking too much of me. I couldn’t be there for her anymore because I needed to be there for me. I needed to learn how to put my own oxygen mask on first before helping others.

That’s when it hit me. I needed to start setting some boundaries with the people in my life.

My friend Megan Konrad and I talk about how hard it is to not put self-care on the back burner when the people in your life need you. She taught me it’s important to have boundaries in your relationships.

“Relationships aren’t black and white,” said Konrad. “You can love someone, want to be there for them… But they need to be giving you just as much as they’re taking from you, otherwise it’s one-sided.”

One of the biggest lessons I’ve learned in adulthood is not everyone wants what’s best for you. It’s easy to have boundaries, but it’s hard to enforce them.

Once I began setting boundaries, I noticed I had less people in my life. I lost another sister and a few friends, all in a couple weeks. People fought back constantly. They told me I became mean. They told me I changed. And I did. My boundaries were protecting my mental health and I was starting to feel better. My heart rate had lowered and I was no longer in a constant state of panic.

My friend Ryleigh Brennan began to notice the change.

“You’ve always been shy about standing up for yourself. People aren’t used to you not being a doormat. I don’t think they were ready for you to actually cut them off if they chose to not respect you,” said Brennan. “When people don’t respect you the first time around, don’t let them have another go at it.”

When I realized what the root cause of my anxiety was, I learned the importance of having boundaries that safeguard your mental health.

I’m not closed off from mending the relationships I’ve recently lost, but I won’t be putting my self-care on the back burner in order keep people in my life.

Tokyo Police Club blasts away the Algonquin Commons Theatre during final tour

Hundreds of tickets were sold for Tokyo Police Club's last show in Ottawa, which included special guest Menno Versteeg of Hollerado
Photo: Ben Seabrook
Lead singer David Monks rocking the guitar at the Algonquin Commons Theatre on Nov. 22.

For nearly two decades, Tokyo Police Club has delivered music from their hearts. From Newmarket, Ont., the indie rock band found success with five studio albums and two nominations for the Juno Awards.

In 2024, band members David Monks, Graham Wright, Josh Hook and Greg Alsop announced their breakup, and that they would do one final tour together to conclude “a f–king epic journey.”

On Nov. 22, Tokyo Police Club performed for hundreds of fans at the Algonquin Commons Theatre for their last show in Ottawa.

They opened with Favourite Food, and went on to play many of their greatest hits, including Centennial, Favourite Colour and Wait Up.

Just before they played Breakneck Speed, a fan was heard shouting, “We’ll miss you!” The band had the audience sing along for that one.

John Schaufer, a Lambton College alumni, was visiting from Chatham and realized the band was playing at the same time, so it worked perfectly for him. He has been a devoted Tokyo Police Club fan since 2010 — the band was one of the first he listened to.

“I bought tickets to Toronto for next week, and then I found out they were already up here so I was like, perfect,” Schaufer said. “I sold those tickets and said, I’m gonna see them up here.”

Tokyo Police Club merchandise was being sold outside the theatre, which many fans lined up for.

This wasn’t the band’s first performance at Algonquin College. According to Wright, they played in the cafeteria back in 2006 and did a show in the Observatory.

Connor Sunderland and Sophie Datt, third-year applied museum studies students from Algonquin College and unexpected Tokyo Police Club fans, went to the show because it was the only chance they had to see them live.

“I heard they were performing here and never really paid attention, but I heard the name before from a friend and really wanted to check them out and then realized I actually had them in some of my Spotify playlists,” Sunderland said.

Menno Versteeg, lead singer of the Ottawa-based band Hollerado, opened the show.

Hollerado broke up in 2019 but they reunited for one show at the college theatre the night before Tokyo Police Club took the stage.

The two bands are close, and Versteeg sees Tokyo Police Club ending as a step forward for that band.

“There’s always things around their (Tokyo Police Club’s) course, change is good,” Versteeg said outside of the theatre. “And they’ll probably come back in five years like we did anyway.”

Monks gave a shoutout to Hollerado and dedicated Hands Reversed to them. They went on to play more hits, including Frankenstein, Argentina (Parts I, II, III) and Bambi.

Toward the end, the band members waved goodbye to fans, who waved back, and gave a heartfelt thank you as they closed out with Your English is Good, which the crowd went wild for.

“We love you so much from the bottom of our hearts,” Monks said. “We love you, thank you, and goodbye.”

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