Family Values

As parents, one of the most important responsibilities we have is to model a strong set of values for our families. It is incumbent upon us to instill a code of behaviour that reflects well upon family and community standards. For my children, this expectation was delivered through both sides of the family. A few… Continue reading Family Values

A Call to Action

This event took place seven years ago. It was in a grade 9 classroom downstairs from my room. The teacher just happened to be a student of mine twenty years earlier. Two grade nine boys were presenting their video project to the class. The teacher was seated at her desk and a teaching assistant (TA)… Continue reading A Call to Action

Gramps?

I called my father’s parents Grampy and Nan. I never knew my mother’s parents, both having passed before I was born. My parents were know as Pop and Nan to their grandchildren. Three years ago, when my daughter first told me she was pregnant, I started to give thought as to what I wanted to… Continue reading Gramps?

The Good Old Days

It was about a year ago. I was in the foyer of a bank, attempting to make a deposit. It was an envelope-free ATM and for some reason it wouldn’t accept part of the deposit. I had to cancel the transaction, have my cash returned and start over. This happened a couple of times. There… Continue reading The Good Old Days

Below the Belt

Calvin was a grade 8 student. He wasn’t particularly bad but he could get into a bit of trouble. By a few staff he was know as The Child Who Could Do No Wrong. Whatever the issue, his mother’s response was to defend his behaviours regardless of the circumstances. For her, it was always the… Continue reading Below the Belt

Sing Me a Song

My grandson was born twenty-eight months ago. Since his birth I have made a point of spending time with him every calendar week. When I first held him in my arms I welcomed him to the world and told him a number of things. I also sang him Raffi’s song, Willoughby Wallaby Woo: Willoughby Wallaby… Continue reading Sing Me a Song

A Losing Streak

When my daughter was in grade 9 she attended the end of year Farewell to the Grads assembly. She and her classmates were seated with the other grade 9 classes at the front of the auditorium. Just before the graduates were paraded into the room, the door at the left side of the auditorium opened.… Continue reading A Losing Streak