Why I Wear a Poppy

Every November I take a moment on the 11th to remember. No matter where I am. Every November, I buy a poppy. In the last couple of weeks, I've had a few people ask me why I wear one. Mostly friends who are new to Canada and don't know about Remembrance Day. I struggled to... Continue Reading →

September 11th

My memories of September 11th 2001 are vague at best. I was 6, having just started grade 1. I remember my dad picking my brother and I up from school, a rarity. My parents didn't want us taking the bus home in case other kids were talking about what had happened. They were worried we... Continue Reading →

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