Sharing and reflecting on our cultural and creative experiences is a core part of the TGS experience, and like all pursuits, this is something that typically gets better with practice. To facilitate their reflections, all students at THINK Global School are enrolled in NewMedia Lab beginning in grade 9. Beyond simply teaching our students how to visually and sonically reflect, NewMedia Lab provides a forum for them to process their...
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While enrolled at THINK Global School, students are encouraged to be creative during the course of their studies and travels. When the students document these thoughts, we are often delighted with the results. In "Falling Objects," ninth graders Kiana F. and Glai T. share the results of their experiments with velocity. The research was originally conducted as an exercise for Guillermo Machado's mathematics class. Falling Down, Down, Down There...
Read MoreWhile enrolled at THINK Global School, students are encouraged to be creative during the course of their studies and travels. When the students document these thoughts, we are often delighted with the results. In "Exploring the side streets of Hiroshima," ninth grader Alexis M. highlights some of her favorite shops and restaurants located outside of Hiroshima's bustling Hondori shopping district. Side-stepping Hondori Anyone who visits or lives in Hiroshima quickly...
Read MoreClick to read 'It Continues' by Alexis M. These final published copies of our "Graphic Novels for Change" were produced for a dual-school collaborative interdisciplinary unit between THINK Global School and Hiroshima International School called "Graphic Novels For Change." The purpose of the project was to combine narrative techniques, visual literacy skills and research to raise awareness about a human rights violation in the form of a graphic novel. The final versions can...
Read MoreWhile enrolled at THINK Global School, students are encouraged to be creative during the course of their studies and travels. When the students document these thoughts, we are often delighted with the results. In an essay and accompanying audio for Nick Martino's Global Studies class, Danielle delves into whether convenience stores are so convenient that they do away with the need for basic human interaction. Japan as a country has...
Read MoreDo you remember where you grew up? Was it a quiet little town with one church that everybody would visit? Or maybe you are from a bustling metropolis with so many houses of worship that you wouldn't know where to begin. A visit last year from author Steve Kluger set our students on the path of documenting their own childhoods. That project, titled "Where I Grew Up," is now...
Read MoreIn “Cosmopolitan Greetings,” poet Allen Ginsberg uses snappy sentences to give the reader personal advice. His lack of rhyme scheme and emphasis on stream of consciousness gaps this work from the traditional structure of poetry. I took into consideration the many stylistic devices while writing my emulation "Multicultural Milkshake" for a recent assignment in IB Language & Literature (English). My intention was to give brief advice to students, TGS ones...
Read MoreYada and her classmates pose during their first term at THINK Global School (2010) The glass breaks, and all that is left are splinters. The world, everything really, is a carefully constructed glass dome where the laws of gravity apply. The "TGS Bubble" is sometimes taken metaphorically, but in many cases we are in a bubble. Because while IAs, IB, IBLL FOAs, and all these abbreviations may seem to be...
Read MoreAuthor's note: A little experimentation with stream of consciousness, and putting everything I have learned throughout the last three months living in Hiroshima into words. I came to this city with naïve opinions and assumptions, and they have been turned on upside down and rightside up again. Did my moral values change? Maybe. Am I still confused? You bet I am. But hey, it's all a learning curve. Red ...
Read MoreI saw fragments of people hovering between life and death I saw human canvas painted with black glistening bits and pieces of the charred human suit fell to the burning ground revealing everything underneath every thought every hope every dream every love every loss every hurt no longer protected by the melting mask enveloped by the never-ending fire it was beautiful like a distant star dying like cancer under...
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