A fiddle plays in the square. The sights of orange and green flags strewn about the city fill the eyes of the young and old. The smell of whiskey floats on the breeze, and the gales from a distant land...
Have you ever heard the phrase the 11th hour of the 11th day of the 11th month? The majority of the people who have don't know that it originates from the signing of the armistice between the allied forces...
These past few months, I’ve been impatiently counting down the days I have left in this school. With each passing day, I grow more tired of the monotonous drone of classes;...