Thursday, September 15, 2011
It’s been busy!!
Saturday, June 18, 2011
We Can Do This Together
...And ONE for all!!
Tuesday, May 31, 2011
Eyes
…And ONE for all!!
Wednesday, April 13, 2011
The Little Bus That Could
It’s hard for me to believe that it was just last May, 2010, that I met with Todd Bender, City Kidz Founder and Director and proposed the idea of starting a branch of City Kidz in Ottawa. I had been thinking about it for a few months and first met Todd the previous October on a City Kidz bus when I had made a deliberate trip to Hamilton to take a tour through the program.
Since then I’ve gone through quite the process to make this dream a reality in Ottawa. I mapped the city to determine our target community, found a venue to hold the Saturday Playhouse, recruited a couple of very dedicated volunteers, recruited 20 children, started the program in October 2010 (only 5 months later), recruited MORE volunteers, ran the playhouse and conducted home visits bi-weekly until December, planned and held a Fundraiser Dinner in November where almost 75 people attended, broke for the Christmas break, visited Hamilton for a Vision Mapping and Goal session, returned with a new vision to expand to 60 children by year end, took 20 City Kidz to the canal for a skate in February, recruited MORE kids for the spring startup on March 12th now filling our roster to 37, engaged in several visits with stakeholders across the city to create awareness, have gained one corporate donor, purchased one digital projector and have found a very generous church in Vanier who has loaned lights and sound equipment. The spring startup of City Kidz Ottawa was March 12th and since then three playhouses have been held, with bi-weekly home visits and we plan to continue like this until June 18th. Are you tired reading that list?? I’m not!! I’m EXCITED!! Hopefully, if all goes well, by September, 2011 I will have met the goal of 60 children, have at least 25 volunteers on our roster, and be running weekly, with weekly home visits year round.
When I think of the establishment of this branch an image of the “Little Engine that Could” comes to mind. In my case, though, it should be more appropriately entitled, “The Little Bus That Could!” This story fits because like the little engine’s task of pulling it’s heavy load, my dream to start the The City Kidz Ottawa branch was impossible to do alone. But, with a couple of other little buses, such as City Kidz Hamilton and Peace Tower Church here in Ottawa, and a handful of dedicated volunteers, I made it over the hill and onto the other side with a long string of accomplishments pulled behind.
I suppose you could say it was a bold move on my part to begin a branch, but like the little steam engines working together, we sang, “I think I can – I think I can – I think I can” and now looking back over the year, I’m over the hill and on the other side, and I’m going merrily on my way singing, “I thought I could" – I thought I could – I thought I could” and WE did!
….And ONE For All!!
Friday, March 11, 2011
Worth the Trek
March is a crazy time of year weather-wise in Ottawa, getting it in all its varieties. Yesterday was no exception. We went from snow to freezing rain and then to rain which rendered all the streets with their accumulated snowfall since November, covered in six inch slush, ponds instead of puddles and treacherous ice everywhere. Yesterday the side streets were a mess and no one who didn’t need to go out stayed home. I was at the TD Bank yesterday in the middle of the day and there was NO line up.
The thing is, yesterday was also our planned date for Home Visits with the added expectation to return to homes where promises were made to pick up the last set of new registration forms for the spring session. We absolutely needed to do our home visits yesterday. It couldn’t wait until today. Undaunted Fireman Shawn Donnelly and I donned our rainwear and old boots (both of us ended up getting soakers) a flashlight (cause it’s still dark at 6:00), the Saturday flyer and a smile on our faces. In reality, both Shawn and I look forward to seeing the kids and their parents and it takes more than a messy snow slush day to wreck our spirits.
But what really kept our smiles beaming brightly for two hours in this crazy weather was just about every home we went to we were told, “The kids have been waiting for you!!!” One mother even called to her daughter, “See?! they’re here!” And true to this word, we were welcomed by hugs from every child visited and their anticipated excitement for Saturday’s spring launch. Our kids are the best!!
This is all very encouraging in itself, but it goes to another level for me when we consider that it’s all very good evidence that City Kidz Ottawa is, in actual fact, making a difference in the lives of Ottawa’s children. To have stayed home yesterday may have been convenient for us, but it also would have potentially broken trust with some of these kids. They were expecting us. By going we proved to them that we are there for each one of them and even willing to endure some pretty slushy cold bad weather just to see them.
It was a bad weather night last night with a resulting bad hair day for me. On the other hand, both Shawn and I went to our respective homes afterward feeling pretty good with our hearts warmed by the love we received from all of our kids. For that reason alone we were glad we went. It’s all about keeping things in perspective. Smiles and hugs overwhelmingly out weigh the odd soaker here and there. It was a good night. The kids were worth every step. It was worth the trek.
….And ONE for all!!
Monday, February 21, 2011
As Promised
Winter came down to our home one night
Quietly pirouetting in on silvery-toed slippers of snow,
And we, we were children once again.
~Bill Morgan, Jr.
Friday, February 11, 2011
Dream Big Dreams Even if You’re Old
Since the decision to start up, I’ve been stretched in many new and good ways. However, this latest feat of mine, the greatest challenge of all challenges, my very own metaphorical ascent to Machu Picchu if you will, had nothing to do with heady branch coordinator stuff. It was, instead, all about reminding this old body of mine that it could still skate. And it had everything to do with our latest event plan to attend Winterlude with the kids and take them skating on the 7 km canal.
It was my idea, of course, that we would go. This is Ottawa, after all! It would be WRONG not to give the kids this amazing opportunity to don some skates and follow in an Ottawa tradition that never gets old. So, I needed to get with the program, buy some skates and see if those old skating neural pathways in my brain were still accessible and my body would, in fact, remember how to do it.
With a little research, much to my delight, I discovered that there were alternatives to the cold, white, leather figure skates of old. This type of skate was the main reason why I hung up my skates for good (or so I thought), those mumble mumble years or so ago. I spent some years as a child in Montreal where outdoor rinks are a dime a dozen and I have many a fond memory of bumpy ice, frozen toes and cups of hot chocolate. But when I got older and wanted to share the experience, as any good Canadian mother does with her kids, I couldn’t skate with the then-only-available white leather figure skates. They hurt my feet, they were too COLD (and yes I wore socks and they were the right size). I decided I was having trouble because I was probably getting too old (I think I was 27), so my skates were put away and never used or seen again until the garage sale I had in 2007 where they were finally dispensed with forever.
But it’s a better day now! Now, you can buy skates that look more sporty than pretty and are easier to handle on the ice. This is what I was told when I tried this new type of skate on at our local sport shop (the best place to go is somewhere where the clerks know about skates and not a big box store if you’re buying skates for the first time). My trustworthy salesman went on to say that his wife had the same problem as I and even she, who had also given up skating in frustration, was now skating again with these new sport skates. He said, “She’s still not very good, but she’s skating with the kids and that’s great!” I totally related! This was me!! My spirits rose and I felt empowered. Maybe even I, as old as I am and not having skated for a plethora of years, yes, even I, would skate again! With barely a bat of an eyelash, I bought these newer, shinier, ON SALE, portals to Canadian skate heaven! It’s for the kidz, after all. I at least needed to try.
And try I did. I’d like to say that I rushed home, immediately put on my skates and went to the outdoor rink next door to give them a try. But I didn’t. Instead, they sat on the floor near the couch in my living room while I gathered courage. It’s not a pretty sight, you see, to watch someone like me take a fall on ice. I wasn’t sure I’d be able to get over the embarrassment and I was very very sure I’d never get back up. But, every now and then the sun through my south east window would blink off the metal blades like an advertisement in Times Square. “Use me now!” they seemed to cry. “Don’t wait to try!!” All the time needling and nagging me without retreat. Finally, almost a week after I bought my new sporty skates, when they seemed to glisten one time too many, I broke. I knew I needed to have a practice run before I took on the canal with the kids. So, having found no other excuse not to, there was nothing else I could do. I needed to I brave it up and meet the challenge. So, I grabbed my coat and skates before I changed my mind and charged on downward (I live in an apartment) to the rink next door.
When I got to the rink I saw one lone young very good hockey player nonchalantly shooting pucks into the net. He was good. All the way there, I was hoping there wasn’t a game on so I could skate and felt good when I saw no one but him. I could handle one player on the ice surely. I also noticed boards erected behind the net and felt this would be a good bar to prop myself on, should I lose my balance and the need arise. So, onward I went. Skates on, check! Courage up, check! It was easy getting to the rink from the bleachers as there was about a foot of snow to sink into. But, when I got to the rink and gingerly stepped onto the ice I must have looked quite ridiculous when one small patch of ice seemed to want to take me down. Thankfully it didn’t, but I did quite a dance over to the boards to which I quickly clung. I was quite glad that the hockey player wasn’t paying attention as he was off in his own little world plugged into his IPOD shooting pucks like he was born with a stick in his hand. I advanced virtually unscathed.
And so, somewhat like a soldier performing guard duty I began to skate. Holding on to the boards with my left hand I moved forward along the parallel and then when I got to the end (about 25 feet) I turned and went back holding on with my right. And thus, I gained my confidence. I did this quite a few times, back and forth, back and forth, until finally I began to let go. And I was standing! At this point I’m still between the net and the boards so as to stay out of the hockey player’s way, but gradually, ever so gradually I was skating without assistance in this small space. My confidence soared. Finally, when the player packed up and left I took on the whole ice surface and was actually skating almost as well as I did when I was kid. Much like my salesman’s wife, I was not very good, but I was skating. My concentration levels were high, because my goal was to remain upright, but after a while I was even starting to speed up and do cross overs and even go in the alternate direction. I FELT AMAZING!! I was skating!! Triumph, at last!
Since then, in preparation for our First Annual Canal Skate, I’ve been for more practice runs, and I’m still skating reasonably well. It took a few moments for my brain to remember where it had stored that information, but once found, it was just like the old days when I was a kid in Montreal. I’m as ready as I’ll ever be. I LOVE my new sport skates.
So, I guess if you’re looking for some type of moral in this story it’s this: One of the greatest things we teach the kids each week is that it’s okay to dream big dreams, and that with God you can do anything. It’s nice to know that this still counts even for me and for all of us who think we’re getting a little too old to feel young again. The date for the canal skate is fast approaching, and my next report will be complete with happy pictures of children enjoying their fun on the rink --- and with one a-little-bit-over-the-hill branch coordinator grinning from ear to ear --- and STILL STANDING!
Thursday, February 3, 2011
More Child Poverty Resources
I hope you take the time to learn a little about this very important issue --- then take what you've learned and use it to make a difference.
..And ONE for all!!
Sunday, January 30, 2011
The Anniversary Project
Saturday, January 29, 2011
Four Feet Up
When I was doing a little research on poverty in Canada last year, I came across an excellent documentary called Four Feet Up. This is a film that documents the life of eight-year-old Isaiah, one Canadian child currently living in poverty. It’s a great perspective and I highly recommend it as something everyone should watch to have their eyes opened to the realities of poverty in Canada. Here’s a preview. You can order the full-length documentary from the National Film Board of Canada.
Another great resource is found on You Tube. It’s the TVO Parents presentation entitled “Child Poverty in Canada: Why are 10 Percent of Children in Canada Poor”. One member of the discussion panel is Nance Ackerman, the woman who filmed the Four Feet Up documentary. This is a little lengthy (about an hour) but it’s well worth the view if you’re interested in the subject matter from a Canadian perspective: