Month: July 2017

Bucket List is One Item Shorter After Trip to Ghana

It has long been a dream of mine to do a volunteer project in Africa using my career as a Medical Laboratory Technologist. The year 2017 would be the year to scratch that off my bucket list because, let’s face it, I am not getting any younger. So, with some financial donations from HSAA (the union’s social-justice committee gave $800) and other help, I made this happen. After researching and contacting various volunteer outfits, I contacted…

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Dear EMS Workers and Firefighters and Children’s Hospital Staff

This letter of recognition is for all you. It is hard to express in words the deep gratitude my family feels for the service you provide. But we cannot miss this opportunity to try to express our feelings on paper because I am sure a lot of the work you do might go unnoticed. Maybe not intentionally but just as a function of our hectic lives and the rapid change of circumstances you deal with. Hopefully…

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HSAA Members Join Dragon Boat Races in Lethbridge

Two HSAA members were among the people taking part in the recent Lethbridge Dragon Boat weekend on Henderson Lake. We were part of the Where’s The Finish?! team, made up of 22 women and one man – he was in charge of steering! HSAA’s Social Justice Committee donated $100 to each of us and that money was put toward the team registration fee, practices and uniform shirts. The Dragon Boat Festival was held June 16-18 and…

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Blue Quills teaching the painful truth about residential schools

This article was published in the Summer 2017 edition of Public Interest Alberta’s newsletter, The Advocate. If you want proof that a lie can travel half way around the world while the truth is putting its shoes on, look no further than residential schools in Canada. For more than 130 years we’ve been hearing the lies about these infamous institutions – that they were created to integrate Indigenous Canadians into the mainstream society, that they were…

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‘I thought I understood’ residential schools, but I did not know

As I sit in front of my computer I find myself struggling to communicate the necessary words to describe my experience with residential schools. The only words I have are … I thought I understood. My uncle, my mother’s brother, was sent to a residential school so I thought I understood. His time at the residential school was never spoken of, so I thought I understood. My uncle, on my wife’s side of the family, taught…

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