This week, my STEM class transformed into a buzzing lab of curiosity and imagination. What began with a simple question, why do we blink? Quickly opened the door to the fascinating world of the human eye. Students explored blind spots, understood the role of pupils, and learned about myopia and hyperopia. Their curiosity grew as …
October 16, 2025
Finance Comes Alive – Playing the Market with Stock Trak
“Risk comes from not knowing what you’re doing.” – Warren Buffett One of the most tangible and dynamic outcomes of investment decisions is often taught in classrooms through static terminology, theories and charts/graphs. To bring theory to life, Grade 11 students of Financial Market Management (FMM) conducted a Stock Market Simulation on the website Stock …
The Sweet Science of Reactions!
“We came to bake cookies; they showed us how chemistry can drive a race – right from the oven to the F1 track!” Who knew baking could bubble with chemistry? In “Cookie Chemistry,” our young scientists turned the STEM lab into the tastiest kitchen ever! Mixing butter, sugar, and flour became an experiment in physical …
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The Keeper of Nine Notebooks
She remembered exactly when the books first arrived in her cupboard in 2007 -it hadalways been there, quietly existing among lesson plans, corrected essays, and oldattendance registers.A small pile of orange topped , single line exercise books, now pale with age.Between the 800 plus sheets across nine notebooks, slept the earnest clumsiness ofyouth. The ink …
When English Outsmarts You
Confusing words, endless laughs, and still, we secretly love it! If you’ve ever thought English was easy, think again. This language doesn’t just bend the rules, it throws them out the window. Consider: “We must polish the Polish furniture.” Polishing is one thing, but polishing an entire nationality? That’s multitasking on another level. Or the …
Much ado about grammar
Boys’ classes have a way of generating energy that could power a small city. One Monday morning, as I stepped in one of my classes, the atmosphere was electric. Half a dozen conversations collided mid-air. My entrance hardly registered. And then, as if by magic, the noise ebbed. Perhaps some unspoken instinct let order crystallise. …


