Every school has a population of students who are incredibly complex. Complex can mean violence, they run, they hide under their desk screaming and crying, they are not learning in the classroom environment and are also doing their best to avoid learning as their brains are simply too busy with other pieces. These students require… Read More Complex
A guy walks into a bar… he is handsome, middle age, seemingly bright and well respected with an engaging smile. He compliments everyone around him. He liked my dress and told me I seemed like a smart lady when we were in conversation. He asked what I did and why I do it. A lovely… Read More A Guy Walks into a Bar
The nature of my job has me working with many different people in the Eastern part of the province. I am incredibly privileged to do the work I am able to do. The job, right now, has parameters placed on it that are a result of a government in transition and therefore the #sitbeside has… Read More Routes to Roots
I received a text from an administrator part of the text said, “… I don’t know all the answers and don’t pretend to know… that’s just me….everyday. As you lead Kelly- you model this as well and that helps to prod our team in the right direction…” I thought about the number of times in… Read More I Gave Up Nodding
I feel terrible that my husband is making a pile of long weekend plans with friends and at local events. In these last days of summer, I need quiet. I need to think and organize and stay at home on my deck and in my kitchen because this will boost my energy. I will gain… Read More Push and Pull
“No, I can’t work with someone in that group. I refuse to work with that person. Sorry I’m not going over there.” I knew in that moment, Andrea would have done it differently. She wouldn’t have asked him. I scold myself. “Stop it, you know better. Sit back and watch, this isn’t about what you… Read More We Still Don’t Know
This week we write 2 stories to see what it’s like to bump them up against each other. The first is by Andrea and the second is Kelly’s. If your story interrupts your reading, please write and share in the comments. My dad and step-mother Pat came to visit when our first-born was still a… Read More Fortune, Glory and Follows
We are two white women of privilege and settlers to this land. We are taking on the work of truth and reconciliation because we believe that it is time to decolonize our thoughts and actions. In conversation with of Colinda Clyne, an Anishinaabe Algonquin (Kitigan Zibi) guest to Mississauga territory, we are again telling a… Read More The Journey from Head to Heart
My mother is the single finest human I have ever encountered. For anyone who has met my mother, “Granny,” they know how I can make such a statement. She was present and beside me for everything awesome and everything awful. She is my human. She is the explanation as to why I risk, push, and… Read More The World Needs More Cheerleaders
Sarah Silverman paid the medical bills of the twitter troll who called her the c word. She did not turn away nor condemn him. She engaged him an exchange on twitter. They had a conversation for the world to see. She told him she saw something in him and believed he could live a great… Read More Compromise, Crisis and Collaboration
