Justice

Dear Friends,

My father used to say, “People who want to be in the public eye must develop a thick skin.” Since I had a very sensitive disposition, I became a teacher, leaving the spotlight to politicians, actors and other celebrities. My uncle used to say, "If you want to be rich, you have to become an entrepreneur." Since I wasn't fixated on wealth, I became a teacher, leaving money to the wheelers and dealers of the world.  

However, since many Ontario teachers have stolen the spotlight, once again, by taking a stand in view of the Progress Reports, I have no choice but to put on an extra thick sweater and count my money, weathering the harsh climate. Paradoxically, Bill 115, axing my core, has also provided me with the opportunity to stand tall and strong. For the first time in my life, the integrity of what I believe in has taken precedence over my personal wellbeing.

Unless you have lived under dictatorship, oppressed by political, religious, cultural and domestic mandates, you can’t appreciate the value of such opportunity.  When I posted my entry, Opportunity Knocks (October 17), I knew I was taking the lane full of roadblocks.

Every time I review Bill 115 I wonder, I took refuge in a democratic country, what happened to my rights? I joined the public sector of the education system, what happened to my legal contract? I made a career choice based on the benefits it was offering me. Where are my sick-leave days, my right to strike? Can banks suddenly declare they are not into "saving accounts" anymore, and embezzle people’s existing monetary sacrifices? Not yet, anyway! So, why Bill 115 can rob me of the sacrifices I've made for my future? 

I have many friends who complain about their children's selfishness, lack of responsibility and budgeting skills. Well, the only poignant message Liberal government's Bill 115 has sent to our youth and new immigrants is - DON'T BOTHER! 
Thirty-two years ago, I was lucky enough to escape Injustice. Today, on the eve of November 11, as Canada esteems the memory of those who gave up their lives for democracy, I can’t close my eyes or choke the voice inside me that screams, Justice!
The life I have the privilege of living, is a dear gift. To stand up against Bill 115 is the least I can do, to honour the blood, shed for my freedom. 
Accepted and filed! What have you accepted and filed today?