I wrote this last year on a rainy morning, in the library of my high school. A year later, it’s a sunny morning and I’m sitting in my room at university. All of my thoughts from last year still ring true for me—today, and every day.
I’ve been wearing my poppy with pride this week. I am so thankful to be Canadian, and today is an important day to honour the people who fought for this amazing country. I think the “search for continued understanding” that I mentioned in my post last year is a lifelong quest for Canadians. Today is the day to take a moment to pause and reflect on the freedoms we enjoy, and to appreciate and remember the people who fought for those freedoms. Lest we forget.
My name is Sherina Harris. I’m a Canadian High School student, and in my first period class we explored the impact of art on remembrance of the Great Wars. I wore all black and a poppy, and sat in my school’s library listening to Adele while rain pattered outside. Even though this is my life I can’t stop thinking about yours.
Hello, it’s me
Every morning at school when O Canada plays, I clasp my hands together and think about why I am grateful to be Canadian. I have gathered an infinite number of reasons, but the one I always come back to is freedom. I am free to think what I want, and express those thoughts. I am free to be myself. I am also free to live safely. I can walk to school feeling secure, and unfortunately not everyone in the world can say that. When I hear O Canada, I…
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