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rant #1

I’m tired of people treating me like I’m the same person that I was when I was 15, 19, etc. Holy crap. I am a 25 year old woman. I have changed. People change everyday. Get over it. Move on honey.

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‘I’m your girl,’ she said in the dark. 'Your girl. No matter what I’m always your girl.’

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(2) Gratitude - CONFIDENCE

Thank you God for sending angels and signs to help me stay focused and confident in myself. Always grateful.

#gratitude #misscdnr #grateful #thankgod #angels #signs #thealchemist #universe #focused #confidence #thankful #teaching #englishteacher

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(1) Gratitude - BELIEVING

I’m grateful for my boyfriend, who always sees the best in me. There’s nothing better than to see yourself through the eyes of someone who believes in you.

#gratitude #misscdnr #thankful #grateful #thankgod #believing #confidence #universe

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DON’T PUT ME IN A BOX

It’s ok to have interests. It’s ok to have interests that may be different from other people’s. It’s OK if it’s a weird interest, or if it’s “mainstream”, or not “hipster” enough. However, it is NOT ok to pass judgement by BELIEVING that someone is completely CLOSED OFF to other interests. Just because someone loves to wear all black, doesn’t mean their bedroom can’t be bright pink. Just because someone loves Beyoncé, doesn’t mean that they can’t be a heavy metal fan. I hope you get my point. Don’t put people in a box. Stop categorizing people, it’s closed minded and tacky.

#dontputmeinabox #stopcategorizing #interests #nothipsterenoughforyou #hipster #beyonce #hobbies #judgemental #mainstream #weird #beweird #stayweird #rantover #personalrant

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(NOT SUPPOSED TO BE) EVERYDAY RACISM

I’m a teacher. An English teacher. In France. Who also happens to be Canadian. And Tamil. Relevant information fo’ real. Here’s why: I feel like because I’ve lived in Toronto my whole life, a multicultural place where diversity is celebrated, I’ve been living in a bubble not knowing reality.

I was at the conseil de classe with my 4e, where there are all of the teachers, two delegate parents and two students. They stated that there were racist remarks being said amongst the students, and from the teachers as well. I wanted to speak to the students about it after class. They said one kid, who is half-black, and also mentally challenged (perhaps unknown to the children and interpreted as “dumb” and “shy”), gets racist remarks from his “friends”. Because he always laughs it off (because he’s not capable of responding any other way). The delegates told me that they were shocked by the remarks made by their classmates, but didn’t feel like they could say anything because the boy would laugh it off. I told them that they have to. I told them that if they watch injustice happening and they don’t speak up, then they’re going to be just as worse as the oppressors. They said that they would.

They broke my heart again, when they told me that one teacher, whom they all dislike, threw THREWWWW a blackboard eraser at the black kid and said it was “to whiten him up a bit”. All the students were shocked and the teacher tried to play it off. Another teacher was accusing the delegate (who happens to be Arab) of stealing a new tennis racket and that he was demanding to see a receipt. This boy started crying, right in front of me. And I told him the miserable truth: that people will categorize him and label him with stereotypes and it’s going to be happening for the rest of his life, which is why he needs to do better and be better at school.

I advised the kids to see to their professeur principale, and if he doesn’t listen, then to go to the principal co-ajoint. But I’m going to take matters into my own hands. I’m going to speak to the principal co-ajoint and if he doesn’t do anything, then I’m going straight to the chef d’établissement. I cannot let the kids feel like there’s no point in speaking up, if nothing gets done. Story to be committed...