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October 10, 2020: Countdown

On August 16, I said good-bye and began my very slow journey back to the west coast. What a change it’s been, after weeks of driving and working, to now have a pause in Calgary. Yet even entering [...]

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A mirror from Malawi

Their clothes are well-worn and tattered t-shirts, pants, and dresses, some badly ripped. Their feet are bare, of course, and they have the range of expressions any group of children would have [...]

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From the outside, from the inside

After a short time of arriving in Lilongwe, I noticed that I was not really seeing black people in the same way I saw white people. I wasn't seeing them as people with whom I could be in [...]

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Underground

In 2010, I bought a 1994 dark blue Jeep Cherokee, packed all my belongings into a small U-Haul trailer, and drove from Vancouver across Alberta, Saskatchewan, Manitoba, and Ontario. Ten years [...]

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Displaced

I'm sitting in a backyard in Cambridge, Ontario, looking over the millpond on Speed River, watching the water’s cold, viscous swirls. As I sit, I listen to the low tones of a large pentatonic chime...

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Painfully learning to share

The greatest and most persistent challenge I experienced in Malawi is encapsulated in the word, "karibu". Since returning to Canada, I've been thinking about that challenge as it relates to COVID-19.