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November 2012 Archives

Origin of the Species by Sherwood Hines

In my small hometown, only once did I ever do a science project for my school’s annual Science Fair.I was in Grade Six. It was 1971. And I had just...

Better Living Through Chemistry by Tom Reynolds

In the days of my early twenties I was told by my doctor that I had an incurable disease. And so I did. Then, much later, I was told...

Shaken and Stirred by Leah Seltzer

I live in a place where the wind is a howling song at night.  Where thrusting cedar branches threaten to shake and stir your slumber.  Where the power flows through...

I.V. Liquid Plumber by Robert MacKenzie

There was consensus. Her death was inevitable.She would die in a small, rich, mid-Michigan community hospital.In 1973 the technology used to confirm her dismal diagnosis didn’t exist in most large...

Weather Relations by Erin MacNair

We were the last of the feral children, raising ourselves on BMX bikes, eating out of vegetable patches. Suburbia offered little in the way of extremes, so we tested limits...

My First Radio by Elvidio Mejia

When I was a child living in the Sierra Maestra, Guatemala in the 1960s, we were disconnected from all forms of modern life. The only means of communication were the...

The Big Disconnect by Louise Fabiani

In my entire time as an undergraduate in Biology, no encounter with science had as much influence on my life’s trajectory as my first part-time lab job.The ad was for...

The Close Encounters with Science competition is closed.

We will be announcing the winner on December 5, so stay tuned. Until then, please continue to read our picks of the day....

Nuclear Family by Terri Favro

I was born in the big, fat fifties, a decade stuffed with lardy piecrusts, fluffernutters and fear. With the hands of the Doomsday Clock at two minutes to midnight, I...

Salmon Run by Elizabeth Ledwosinska

We arrived in yellow school buses, scarves, rain coats and rubber boots. Running to the water’s edge, today no one stooped down to choose a pebble to skip. Folded up...

The Griz and Me by Mark Polet

I am a biologist, and the longer I work in this field, the more I marvel at the mystery of science, which is really the viewing platform where we glimpse...

By Jesse Dressler

Most of our moments in life are forgotten forever. Some memories you wish you could forget. I had probably wished to forget it in my younger years, but when it...

A Mad Scientist in the Making! by Raymond Maher

It was long ago and far away. I was in the first year of high school, but still mostly an impressionable kid at heart. Television had come to our home...

Wondrous Magnets by Amber Stechyshyn

As a young child, I had a thing for magnets.Normally, we kept them on the kitchen fridge so my mom or dad could tack things on, like paintings my sister...

By Anne Spencer

Meal worms were the answer! As  teacher of this elementary class I found them perfect for my insect unit. Cheap. Easy to keep .And would obligingly turn into beetles before...

Car Wash Kitty by Edward Yatscoff

The King Car Wash was the first automatic car wash in town and had recently opened.  Everyone said it was the best ever, anywhere. I cranked the wheel and drove...

Phase One by Renate Pohl

In a past life I was a scientist. I died, and woke up an artist.If the first phase of dealing with grief is denial, I passed through it the moment...

Pumpkin banana cream mousse tart by Sylvia Shawcross

There are some of us who just don't belong on the Internet. We just don't.We, the technically illiterate, charge onto the Internet with unbridled optimism, curiosity and unfortunately a whole...

The 1977 Discovery of Gravity in the Tim Hortons Parking Lot by Mark Paterson

I was five when Quebec’s first Tim Hortons opened and it was right in my hometown of Rosemere. My parents were quick to convert, but it took me some time...

Pasha Malla takes the Magic 8

The author of People Park fields questions from the Canadian literati and pulls no punches on street-art inspiration, mining the low points and what drives him to drink....

Fired by Maggie Panko

“Aye, see here, Private! You’re getting your weapon all wet!”He was right. I was crying all over my rifle. A corporal with a brash Scottish accent took a cotton rag...

By Liam McKenna

When I was a child, everything about dinosaurs fascinated me. I would run through the forests around my parent’s property, crouching to avoid the imaginary beasts that populated it, marvelling...

Mrs. McGregor-Smith Was Right After All by Rachel Williams-Oakes

I can remember sitting in Mrs. McGregor-Smith’s junior kindergarten class when she told us that our brains looked like cauliflower.  Then and there, at four years old, I decided Mrs....

Reggie and Me by Michael Back

My first meaningful relationship with technology was as a grade 5 student in Ottawa in the fall of 1979 as I pondered potential science fair topics.  What did I really...

Paddling With the Jellies by Jane Langille

The ocean is a flat sheet of emerald glass as my 13-year-old son and I set out in a tandem kayak. We glide in soft rhythm as each stroke takes...

The Rules of My Nature by Christine Montgomery

In the eighth grade, I discovered that subjects and predicates moved me and that grammar was my forte.  I was an idiot savant.My father prided himself on his mathematical prowess....

Finding my Way by Genevieve Ross

I pondered the final assignment my teacher passed to me. It was the same as what he handed to my fellow Industrial Design students (I was a “mature-students”); next month,...

D.W. Wilson takes the Magic 8

The author of the acclaimed story collection Once You Break A Knuckle fields questions from the Canadian literati—and, in doing so, reveals the one song he can play on the ukulele....

Bedside Vision by Jennifer Barr

The tea was lukewarm. I considered popping it into the microwave but I was too entranced. I sat in my pyjamas curled up on the couch and read the hand-written...

Life Lesson by Angela Mombourquette

I only have one vivid childhood memory that involves my big brother; he’s 12 years older than I am, so I never had the chance to get to know him...

Call for submissions: Close Encounters with Science

From one competition to the next...The CBC Short Story Competition has just closed and already we've got another challenge for you (if you're up for it, that is).This month, Canada...