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STRONG WOMEN
STRONG COMMUNITIES
STORIES BY:
TYANNAH BROWN
RACHELLE GOODEN
TARA KAPOOR
ANNE MORAA
CHIDINMA BLESSING OKAFOR
AMANDA OTTLEY
Strong Women, Strong
Communities
STRONG WOMEN,
STRONG COMMUNITIES
Acknowledgements vii
Introduction viii
Editor's Note ix
I Dream of Yukon 1
Yukon
Tyannah Brown
The Case of the Missing Space: The Story of 10
Dae Shields
British Columbia
Tara Kapoor
A Bold Idea: Nurse Ottley And MPP Hunter 17
Listen
Ontario
Anne Moraa
Winnie and the Magic Masks 22
Newfoundland
Rachelle Gooden
You Can Be Anything: The Story of Stephanie 30
Bernard
Nunavut
Chidinma Blessing Okafor
A Perfect Pair: Michele And Glyn Work 34
Together
Ontario
Anne Moraa
Count on Dr. O 38
Quebec
Rachelle Gooden
The Itsy Bitsy Virus 42
Nova Scotia
Amanda Ottley
Final Thoughts 45
Project Team 46
ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS
Funding
To all the women who read this, you are a shero. You have a
voice, and you have a story to tell. To all the children who hear
these stories or read these stories, you can achieve anything.
Just dream!
Rachelle Gooden
I DREAM OF YUKON
Yukon
Tyannah Brown
Ruby has curly yellow hair with specks of grey. She has green
eyes and likes to wear glasses with a bright pink frame. I help
her get dressed and then take her to the dining room in her
wheelchair.
As I walk down the hall to the game room, I see someone who
looks just like Ruby.
“Hello, how are you today?” I say looking in her direction. But
she walks past me quickly and does not reply. This makes me
feel sad.
“I want to go play cards with Kimmy,” she says. So, I wheel her
over and set up the card table for them to play Go Fish, one of
my favourite games.
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“Do you want to play with us?” she asks. I see some people that
I work with in the corner laughing and having a good time. I
want to join in and have some fun too.
I walk to the other end of the game room to talk to the other
workers, giving them my biggest smile. “Hi guys, how’s it
going?”
They stare at me and stop their laughter. It feels like time has
frozen. They are quiet at first, but then Pattie, one of the girls
starts to speak.
What does she mean? It did not seem like she was
complimenting me. I look down at my braids, hanging in front
of me. Before I can reply, they give me a stiff smile and leave.
They do not say goodbye. They just put their noses in the air
and leave me standing there all by myself. Did I do something
wrong?
On the flight to Yukon, I look out the window. I can see the
CN Tower below as we leave Toronto. I feel a bit nervous. I do
not know many people in Yukon. Was I going to like it there?
Were people going to like me?
that look like me. I was not the only person there with a brown
skin tone and this makes me feel happy.
A woman walks past me. Her long straight hair was pulled into
a tight bun. Her eyes are bright and smile at me.
I feel excited. They did not stop talking when I came in. They
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Not long after that, I wrote my final nursing exam and passed!
I wanted to tell my manager that I was now going to look for a
job as a nurse. So, I take a deep breath and walk slowly over to
her office door where I knock three times.
She did not look like me, so I was a little nervous to tell her
about me trying to become a nurse. It is always scary to talk to
the big boss. It felt like I was going into the principal’s office at
school. You do not want to say the wrong thing or act funny.
But I knew that I had to take this leap of faith. I finally got the
courage to tell her what was going on.
I dream of Yukon.
The End.
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Tyannah Brown
I DREAM OF YUKON | 9
Dae tried all those jobs, but none were quite right
And none of those jobs helped her fight her fight
They did not solve the case of the missing space
And none of those jobs were Dae’s very own place
She saw concerts and shows and markets all the time
Yet everywhere she went, felt like she crossed a line
These were not places where Black people belonged
The feel of these spaces was just plain wrong
It was then that Dae realized where her learning came from
Although she was thankful for the schooling she’d done
Her friends and family and city and team
Were really the ones who taught her what she’d need
The End.
THE CASE OF THE MISSING SPACE: THE STORY OF DAE
SHIELDS | 15
Tara Kapoor
The End.
Anne Moraa
Let me tell you a story about a girl who became a wife, mother,
friend, and business owner, halfway across the world, in a place
that she least expectedÉ.
When she was a little girl, she would walk through her
neighbourhood and look at all the beautiful colours that
surrounded her.
Winnie loved how the flowers looked like a box of crayons and
how rainbows led her to magical places. She loved the crimson
of the setting sun and the deep blue hues of the ocean.
After a few years had gone by, Winnie and her family decided
to move to Newfoundland and Labrador, a province in
Canada.
Winnie loved the colours of the fields and the colours of the
streams. There was even a whole neighbourhood, called
Jellybean Row, where the houses there were painted in blue,
green, orange, purple, and yellow. It was all unbelievably
beautiful.
Winnie loved sharing her culture with them and would talk
about Nigeria whenever she could. She also loved to wear
African-styled dresses and outfits made with bright fabrics.
At first, she thought that her new friends in Newfoundland
would not like her clothes, but people complimented her
wherever she went.
“Winnie, where did you get such a lovely head scarf?” her
neighbours would ask.
Winnie also learned how to sew bags. She would make them
out of Ankara material as well. Soon people were asking her to
make them bags too!
Winnie received so many orders for her bags that she decided to
start her own business and sell her bags at the local flea market.
Coin purses, lunch bags, leather bags, and totes. Winnie made
them all!
Winnie didn’t know exactly what this all meant but she was
about to find out.
Her second mask was too tight and squeezed her cheeks.
Ouch!
As for that nasty virus, it bounced off the masks and flew up
into the sky, winding its way through the clouds.
In time, the flea market reopened. Winnie sold her masks and
many more items there. Soon, her business began to flourish,
just as she imagined.
The End.
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Rachelle Gooden
The weather was super cold, and chilled her to the bone
And Stephanie did not feel like she was at home
She was not happy, and this was no fun
Should she go, should she just run?
The End.
Chidinma Okafor
The End.
Anne Moraa
winning story company that fills the world with stories for
African women to feel seen, heard, and beloved. She co-created
“KaBrazen”, stories of Brazen African women for the little
ones. Her writing can be found in Catapult, SAVVY
Contemporary, The Meridians Journal, The Elephant among
others. She is at work on her debut novel all while eating
copious amount of chilli-lemon crisps.
COUNT ON DR. O
Quebec
Rachelle Gooden
Rachelle Gooden
Anita saw the virus and she raised her hand up high
Then she flicked on the fan and said, “bye virus, bye”
The End.
THE ITSY BITSY VIRUS | 43
Amanda Ottley
THE PAMOJA INSTITUTE FOR
COMMUNITY ENGAGEMENT
AND ACTION
Oh crumb,
Story done
Who knew?
It’s up to you
What will you do?
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Ashaunte Samuels is an exceptional undergraduate student at
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