Activism, Campus Activism, Street Activism, Genocide Awareness Project, Reproductive "Choice" Campaign, Postcard Project

I can still picture it

By Christine De Baets

Within a two hour “Choice” Chain, you can converse with a wide variety of people. Whenever I set up, taking my stack of literature and turning my sign depicting an abortion victim to face approaching pedestrians and onlookers, I never know what to expect. By the time we pack up, though, it’s sometimes hard to recall conversations in detail. That’s why I try to write down significant ones as soon as possible while they are still fresh in my mind. 

I'll never know

By Gerrit Van Dorland

Use your game sense

By Cameron Côté

Truth, tears, and tyranny on campus

By Maaike Rosendal

Earlier this week pro-lifers in the Greater Toronto Area joined forces in order to show the truth about abortion near Ryerson University. Due to its downtown location we could exercise our Charter rights on public sidewalks while reaching hundreds of people. “This is the third time now,” lamented a pro-choice student. “Don’t they have better things to do?” 

There's no such thing as a "safe space" for bad ideas

By Jonathon Van Maren

The reporter from the Sheridan College newspaper stopped me as we were making our way out the door. He gestured back at the hallway full of irate protestors with their armloads of fabric and hastily scrawled signs. “You guys know that some people are going to be angry when you come here,” he said, sticking a tape recorder in my face. “So why do you come back?”

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The staff and volunteers at the Canadian Centre for Bio-Ethical Reform have been touring colleges across Ontario this fall doing pro-life outreach, and of course this has triggered much conversation on the concept of “safe spaces” by the students and staff who expect colleges to be free of discourse that they find uncomfortable. Today, we were engaging students and having interesting conversations when a clique of protestors with signs showed up and began to position themselves around us.

Sometimes we forget to close our eyes

By Justina Van Manen

“Perspective is so important,” said me at the intern training at the beginning of the summer. “Without perspective, we lose sight of our goals, we forget what we’re fighting for . . .”

The off-season

By Cameron Côté

I’ve played baseball for 20 out of the 26 summers of my life, and while some of you may think of it as a stretch, I can’t help but think of some of the similarities between an average baseball season and working for CCBR in the Calgary office.

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Brimming over with pain and hurt

By Meagan Nijenhuis

A loonie and a dime

By Caroline Slingerland

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After a summer away as I helped with internship logistics, I returned to my administrator’s desk this past week to resume my tasks, one of which is handling the donations that come through our Eastern office.  

I didn't know

By Monique Pelland

One afternoon I held out a brochure to a man walking by and asked him what he thought about abortion.

 
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