The Root of it All

In this week's column I overlooked mentioning the astounding amount of work that was done getting Camp ready for the summer. As you may recall, Camp McDougall was his with a microburst in late May.

It seemed, for a while, Friday, that we were going to get a taste of what other regions of Canada have experienced recently — a flood of Biblical proportions.

I’ve never been one to dwell on “what could’ve been.” At least, not a lot. I do occasionally give thought to choices I have made, and wonder what might have happened if only my choice had been different.

Last week I posted an editorial (below) discussing leaving children -- and pets -- in vehicles on a very hot, sunny day.

I have been trying for a few days now to write an appropriately patriotic and bursting-with-pride editorial to celebrate Canada Day, without success. Nothing really seems to have gelled.

That one word status update on a friend and fellow teacher’s Facebook page Wednesday night spoke volumes. A popular Korah student had passed away after a valiant struggle with cancer.

De spring has sprung, De grass has riz. I wonder where de boidies is? De boids is on de win’, I hoid But dat’s obzoid! I t’ought de win’ was on de boid.

Call it what you will — Victoria Day, the May Long-Weekend, the May Two-Four — there is reason to celebrate: this is the first long weekend of the summer season.

I don’t want to jinx us, but… it seems that Spring is finally here, at last! I teased myself this past weekend. I travelled to Paris (Ontario) for a workshop.

I am fairly bursting with pride. I am one of the adult mentors that has been working with Mustang Sally , the student Rock Band from Korah Collegiate . This year, for the first time, the program was run as a credit course.