On February 1, the start of Black History Month, I posted a message of gratitude for the work of two Black women who have assisted in my ongoing education about Black History in Canada.
The ongoing work of various organizations such as Jack.org have had an impact on society’s shifting perspective of mental health.
As I reflect on last week’s assemblies, guest speakers, and other programming to honour the National Day for Truth and Reconciliation, I am reminded of the words of Moose Cree Elder and Friend Geraldine Govender.
Getting my snow tires removed is, for me, a marker of spring. With the snow gone and milder temperatures, the risk of hazardous seasonal driving is minimized – signifying it is time for a change.
April is National Poetry Month in Canada, and I was reminded of this when I gathered with Alumnae and past staff for our final virtual Alumnae Book Club of the year.
I have always loved playing basketball. The sport features prominently in my favourite memories as a student at St. Clement’s, including those from my Grade 13 year when our senior team won two championship titles.
March 20 was the first day of spring – a day for renewal and new life. We were fortunate, too, that in Toronto this day also saw sunshine and warmer temperatures.
If you have ever had the pleasure of taking a long road trip with young children to an exciting place, you will recognize this question.
Each March Break, I tend to head away on holiday with a stack of books. Books provide an escape for me and draw my mind to things unrelated to work.