Royalians and Others - Written by Placide
When the passing of someone hits close to home; amongst family and friends, classmates and neighbours, it is normally a rare event, but it isn’t - not for all of us who have attended and are currently attending Queen’s Royal College - for we have felt the phenomenon known as death all too many times in such a short period.
Now death is the one inevitable event in one’s life and most say it should not be feared - for those who are devote Christians, we say the Lord takes us, when it’s our time to go. However, as basic followers, can we know that this is always the case? How many families can comfort themselves & simply say, “It was his or her time to go?”
A school is remembered for it’s achievements and it’s achievers, and more appropriately in the case of the ‘college’, it should be distinguished for the academic and social events throughout the five, six or seven years that a student may spend there. Despite this, how many of us will remember Q.R.C. for the alarming death rate, just as much as we will remember it for all the joys that were experienced. Some of us may have shed tears, and some of us may not at some point in time; still, I am sure that any of us who feel truly connected to this great institution, or at least indebted to it as a primary factor of one’s own development (both of which I myself feel) find the seven years litter of death to hit very close to home. So while many of us draw our own conclusions from these events, I only state and re-state, that it is I every way, unnatural for one building to lose so many great individuals over a seven year period.
Through my own curiosity, I have seen priests bless the grounds, and I have heard people say curious things about secret events within the college. When those are put together, they make for very disturbing conspiracy theories, and while some may choose to share theirs, I choose to keep my own, in large part, classified. Whatever has to be said will be said, and I will simply say that in a religious and spiritual sense, the college that we know, and love, is unclean.
Who would think that two persons who gave their life to the school in all the way they knew how, would leave us earlier than everyone would have perceived? There is no doubt; all our prayers go out to Mr. Lambert & Mr. Mc Dowell, but I must wonder why…
For the past students - the list of names seems boundless and ever-growing; the young now perish and the old linger. Through the eyes of many, in our latest loss, Stefan, we had a truly remarkable student, person, and friend. While some may have very sporadic & generic memories of him, perhaps taking up the lot of awards at our Achievement Day ceremony, others will remember him as a friend, and even like me - someone who inspired them. The ones closest to him will remember him for what he was beyond the superficial assessment that most people tend to make.
Now, for those who like to seek the deeper truths in life and beyond, I ask you to consider, was it really his time? A candle extinguished before the true flame could set fire to all hearts? In a society that has become what ours has, why would he have to go? Yet for those who simply accept occurrence, I wonder if it has hit you close enough to home as yet? Whichever path you choose, the fact remains…too many good ones have gone.
So take a moment and remember all those that have left us; set a fire in yourself, and live your life as destiny has set its plan for us. You can change your destiny, but if you are to, change it for the better.
Now death is the one inevitable event in one’s life and most say it should not be feared - for those who are devote Christians, we say the Lord takes us, when it’s our time to go. However, as basic followers, can we know that this is always the case? How many families can comfort themselves & simply say, “It was his or her time to go?”
A school is remembered for it’s achievements and it’s achievers, and more appropriately in the case of the ‘college’, it should be distinguished for the academic and social events throughout the five, six or seven years that a student may spend there. Despite this, how many of us will remember Q.R.C. for the alarming death rate, just as much as we will remember it for all the joys that were experienced. Some of us may have shed tears, and some of us may not at some point in time; still, I am sure that any of us who feel truly connected to this great institution, or at least indebted to it as a primary factor of one’s own development (both of which I myself feel) find the seven years litter of death to hit very close to home. So while many of us draw our own conclusions from these events, I only state and re-state, that it is I every way, unnatural for one building to lose so many great individuals over a seven year period.
Through my own curiosity, I have seen priests bless the grounds, and I have heard people say curious things about secret events within the college. When those are put together, they make for very disturbing conspiracy theories, and while some may choose to share theirs, I choose to keep my own, in large part, classified. Whatever has to be said will be said, and I will simply say that in a religious and spiritual sense, the college that we know, and love, is unclean.
Who would think that two persons who gave their life to the school in all the way they knew how, would leave us earlier than everyone would have perceived? There is no doubt; all our prayers go out to Mr. Lambert & Mr. Mc Dowell, but I must wonder why…
For the past students - the list of names seems boundless and ever-growing; the young now perish and the old linger. Through the eyes of many, in our latest loss, Stefan, we had a truly remarkable student, person, and friend. While some may have very sporadic & generic memories of him, perhaps taking up the lot of awards at our Achievement Day ceremony, others will remember him as a friend, and even like me - someone who inspired them. The ones closest to him will remember him for what he was beyond the superficial assessment that most people tend to make.
Now, for those who like to seek the deeper truths in life and beyond, I ask you to consider, was it really his time? A candle extinguished before the true flame could set fire to all hearts? In a society that has become what ours has, why would he have to go? Yet for those who simply accept occurrence, I wonder if it has hit you close enough to home as yet? Whichever path you choose, the fact remains…too many good ones have gone.
So take a moment and remember all those that have left us; set a fire in yourself, and live your life as destiny has set its plan for us. You can change your destiny, but if you are to, change it for the better.