Contract teacher

My first day on the job I am called to the Principal’s office to discuss my role and responsibilities and complete some paperwork. He ushers me in and offers me a chair. With glasses perched on his nose he flips a manila folder onto the desk. ‘Please, eat your lunch while we chat,’ he says. ‘You might not get time later.’ I open my tuna and cheese sandwich, smile apologetically and...

…on daughterhood

This year, Mothers' Day felt significant. My mother is 72 and Covid-19 has certainly changed how we relate and interact. The past two months has been lonely for her - among friends in her retirement village - but removed from her grandchildren and from us, who all present potential risk for her due to our daily exposure to the big bad world. We ensured Mothers Day was special. Understated, but...

…on uncertainty

COVID-19 certainly gave us pause. Is still giving us pause - we're not out of the woods yet - to think about all the things we don't and can't know in our world. We're all learning here. We're all winging it. No one, not even the experts, can predict exactly what life will become after isolation is over. Will it return to what it was before? Highly unlikely. I drive for my living, which is great...

Baby Expo

June 2004 The Parents, Babies and Children’s Expo is in June and the best annual opportunity to promote our group, Friends of the Birth Centre. Representing FBC at the Expo is one of my favourite things to do. Women who approach us come from one of two camps. Either they already know of the Birth Centre, maybe even had their baby there. These women stop to have a chat, share their birth story...

What does it feel like being born?

A lifetime ago in Japan, my teacher colleagues were recounting stories over lunchboxes in the staff room. I was a student of Japanese and my speaking skills were patchy, but my listening vocabulary was improving every day. My teacher-friend, Yumiko, explained how she was bathing with her three-year-old son when she’d asked him,  ‘Umaretatoki, nan to iu kimochi?’   Literally,...

…an introduction

I wasn't always a writer. I'm a jack of all trades, and I'm sure you know the second half of the expression. My mother said I was an eager, early reader. As a kid, I always wrote letters and diaries, but I also loved to draw. Age 5, I declared I would be an artist when I grow up. I still think that's what I am. My grade 5 teacher, Mrs Smith, was the first to suggest that I might have potential...