Bringing Bright Ideas to Life:  My Flash

When I look at January 1945, I don’t see it as a distant chapter at the back of a textbook. I see it as a moment when the world stood on the edge of truth. Nazi Germany was collapsing, yet the full weight of its crimes had not yet been revealed. In mid-January, the Soviet Red Army surged westward during the Vistula–Oder Offensive, tearing through occupied Poland toward Germany itself. With every mile gained, the evidence of systematic cruelty came into view. Prisoners were fo

The storm hit first. Wind tore across the road. Mara’s car spun. Snow blinded her. She stumbled into the forest. Boots sank. Wind cut her face A light appeared. A cabin. She ran. Heart pounding. Fists slammed the door. The fire gasped. Wood groaned. She shivered. Then it spoke. “Mara…” Empty room. Shadows danced. The fire flickered. Footsteps echoed. Every creak followed her. Every gust whispered. Sleep was impossible. Morning came. The storm was gone. Snow untouched. The for

During the Second World War, Christmas in Nova Scotia was shaped by its geography as much as by global events. For those living along the Atlantic coast, the war was a daily presence rather than a distant concern. Harbors, particularly Halifax, remained crowded with naval and merchant vessels throughout the holiday season, and the sound of foghorns, drills, and ship engines formed the backdrop to Christmas observance. The sea, which had long defined life in the province, now