I vividly remember the first time I realized I was different. It was the end of summer and I was about to start Grade 4.
We had just moved to a small town and were going to an event at the community centre. When we walked through the doors, everyone in the hall turned at stared at us. It wasn’t the staring I remember so much – I was pretty young and didn’t even really notice, to be honest – but I do remember having a conversation with my mom later that day. I remember her saying that seeing us was going to be new for a lot of people. That there might be some stares when I went to school. That they might ask about my braids. That I looked different, but that it was okay. That she loved me and that I was beautiful.
Then when I was in high school, we moved to Edmonton. The first time I walked through the hallways at my new school on the south side, I was stunned at the diversity I saw. It was a mixture of everyone. I loved it. And I took so much away from talking to and learning with different people.
As much as we need to celebrate what makes us the same, I really think we also need to celebrate our unique cultures, experiences and creativity – because the things that make us different also make us beautiful.
– Sara, Bachelor of Commerce student and president of the African Caribbean Student Alliance
We acknowledge that the land on which we gather in Treaty Six Territory is the traditional gathering place for many Indigenous people. We honour and respect the history, languages, ceremonies and culture of the First Nations, Métis and Inuit who call this territory home.