Why I am a Feminist
by Paula Halpin There is no gate, no lock, no bolt that you can set upon the freedom of my mind. —Virginia Woolf The first conversation I had with my … Continue reading Why I am a Feminist
In, around and beyond our village
by Paula Halpin There is no gate, no lock, no bolt that you can set upon the freedom of my mind. —Virginia Woolf The first conversation I had with my … Continue reading Why I am a Feminist
by Paula Halpin In 1980, on an icy February day, I waddled into the Pape/Danforth public library in Toronto’s Greektown dressed in layers of clothes that added even more bulk … Continue reading If you want to know a country, read its writers
Not far in front of us, appeared two young men, one straddling his bike and the other bent forward at the waist – torso parallel to the ground.
As I sat by the window, one ear still tuned to the conversation around me, the differences grew ever more apparent.
How shall we live? As if we believe in the future. As if everyone one of us is a seed, which as you know is a sacred thing. Janisse Ray