March for Our Lives

Last night as he was going to bed, Oliver was frustrated that nobody had organized a PEI instance of the March for Our Lives that’s happening around the world today.

I asked Oliver who he thought would organize this, and he replied “the people who organize things.”

To which I replied “the people who organize things is all of us,” not a secret cabal of special people.

Apparently he took my advice to heart, as by the time I woke up this morning he’d organized a March for Our Lives today for 1:00 p.m. at the Coles Building. Posters were printed, a Facebook event created.

Here’s the speech that Oliver wrote to deliver at the march:

I’m Inspired by The Parkland Students, This is Never a Lay Down in Our Society, This will never be. We need to have a Change in Our Societies. We need to have a change in the way that we treat people (First Nations, etc.) because it’s unfair that we have mistreated these people for so long now, so stand up for the French, stand up for the First Nations, stand up for Many Other People, and Now Standup for The Generations that are still alive today.

There are other sufferings of Schools (For Example: First Nations in Residential Schools) and other Societal Sufferings (French were challenged because the English  invaded their lands)

There are many other things in our (Canadian) History, that we’ll never forgive our Challenges.

My Generation seems to suffer a lot in the last shooting in Parkland, Florida, My Generation will have fears of this tragic event for years to come, My Generation today are fighting for Freedom for Peace and Hope that this will never ever happen again,  My Generation’s Slogan of this Protest is “We Had Enough”, We (Canadians) and They (Americans) need Freedom for Peace and Hope that this will never ever happen again both in Canada and in America for our Children, First Nations, French, and many other people.

I’m very proud of, and inspired by, my son for taking this on; the moment when them becomes us is a powerful one to watch.

We were a small but hearty lot standing in the cold this afternoon, but our spirits ran strong. Here’s Oliver reading his speech.