What else is more worth my time? What else is as important as this?
November 15, 2018
I joined Edmonton Against Abortion in their door-knocking project last Wednesday. The evening temperature was -11°C and I wasn’t sure how many people were going to come to their doors. There were lights on in many of the houses we approached, but either no one was home or whoever was inside wasn’t coming to see who was outside. Instead, we left postcards. We were heading up the walk to our last home of the hour. So far, three doors had opened but the people who met us were too busy, too sick, or too young to have a conversation with us.
November 8, 2018
“Sometimes,” I said, taking a deep breath and infusing venom into every word, “I think I hate you.” For a brief moment, I was dazzled by my own daring. Then, I heard a sharp intake of breath behind me. I turned and saw my mother, standing in the doorway of the playroom where my brother and I were facing each other, my fists clenched, his hand around one of my Ken Barbie doll, who was bound tightly with hair ties.
November 1, 2018
While at a pro-life display with Toronto Against Abortion, I asked a young woman what she thought about abortion. The student, Sharon, told me that she was pro-choice. “Is there any particular reason that you’re pro-choice?” I asked, for clarification. Sharon said, “I think that it’s important for women to have a choice about having a child. Especially if they weren’t planning on getting pregnant.” She told me that she was not sure what she herself would do in an unexpected pregnancy.
October 26, 2018
One of the most common questions I am asked after a presentation is this one, or a variation of it: How did you decide to do pro-life work? The answer could be very long, outlining all the factors that played a role in what seemed to be an inevitable conclusion, but it seems natural to start at the very beginning.
October 22, 2018
In Grade 11, my biology class went to the human cadaver lab at the University of Guelph. I wasn’t sure what I wanted to do after high school yet but after that visit I knew that I wanted to learn a lot about the human body. Maybe I’d become a physiotherapist.
October 18, 2018
I’ve been asked many times why I decided, back in university, to change my career plans and join the pro-life movement full-time. I’ve told that story many times—how in my first year of classes, I looked up “abortion” on the Internet after comments from my professor and saw a video that transformed my view of the issue in minutes.
October 15, 2018
Alex had stopped, curious at our images and at my question— “What do you think about abortion?”—as he was heading to class. “I’m pro-choice,” he answered. “Pro-choice for what?” I asked. “Uh, just pro-choice. I’m not sure what you mean.” “Sorry,” I replied, “I don’t mean to be confusing. I’ve talked to a few people today who said they were pro-choice, but they all had different definitions of it. What does being pro-choice mean to you?”
October 11, 2018
I don’t remember the first time I learned about abortion, but I do remember becoming increasingly aware of groups that were working to combat it. I remember picking up brochures in the back of churches to take home. I’d collect these brochures and newspaper articles and keep them in a yellow folder. I don’t know what I intended to do with this folder and its contents, but even then, back in elementary school, I knew this was important information and it seemed like something worth saving.
October 4, 2018
“All right, boys and girls,” the librarian said, clapping her hands. “Sit down campfire style.” We rushed to our places, maneuvering ourselves next to who was our best friend that day, settling down much quicker than we usually did. It was story time, and sitting in a semi-circle on the carpet in a room filled with the smell of books was our favourite time of day. I don’t remember many of these times. The times sitting campfire style in the children’s section of the library ended about fifteen years ago, for me. I was too young to realize how soon these times would end.