By Guest Blogger, Gill Robertson* I joined toastmasters because I wanted to converse confidently and intelligently with others. To some degree I could do this already; after all I speak and I'm intelligent. However, the pressure to perform and be rewarded with ribbons and stickers is disheartening. It is appropriate to reward an animal … Continue reading Really! A Ribbon?
I am a proud Canadian. I sit on my deck with my red and white flowers, my red and white clothing and a red and white mug. Our shed is also red and white. I have a white car and my husband's is red. It's Canada's 150th birthday, and while I am always honoured to … Continue reading Honoured – and a little nervous