Food for Thought

When I was growing up in a small town only an hour north of here there were no visible minorities, I can’t even recall anyone with an accent. In the predominately Anglo Saxon town, the name Fridenburg was considered strange and subject to much ridicule, even though my family had immigrated to Canada about a hundred years before there was a Canada. I feel a close attachment with and empathy towards the many families at WKFA that are “new” to Canada. I love learning about other cultures, customs, religions, and especially your cuisine.

Now it’s time to embrace another culture as thousands of Syrian refugees spend their first holiday season in Canada. We are, or were, all emigrants sometime in the past. Don’t fear change; embrace it for that’s what makes us strong. ~ Sifu Lloyd