Tuesday, October 25, 2011

An Open Letter to our School Board re. transportation.


October 6, 2011

Dr. Jennifer Adams, CEO, OCDSB

Dear Ms. Adams.

My two youngest children attend Devonshire School and have since Kindergarten.  I can truthfully say that Devonshire has always provided outstanding teachers, involved Principals and excellent school grounds and facilities.  I am very pleased to report that both of my children speak excellent French thanks to the English French Immersion program offered from SK-onward and they have been privileged to attend many extra-curricular cultural and athletic programs throughout the school year thanks to a devoted school council.

If there was one issue that has remained a constant over the past seven years that we have attended Devonshire, it is the issue of transportation, both to and from school. 

The total attendance of Devonshire and Connaught Schools is just under 600 students between the ages of five and twelve years old.  The Ottawa Carleton District School Board policy no. 068 TRA has allotted a total of only two buses to be shared between both schools.  As each bus can only hold a maximum of 72 students, you can imagine there would be a substantial shortage.  This fall, for instance, over 50 families applied for an empty seat on one of the two buses; only twelve were awarded.  Of that twelve, a pitiful three of those seats were for Devonshire students.

The OCDSB transportation policy indicates that for the ages of six and older, the maximum distance acceptable to walk to and from school be less than 1.6 kilometres from school.  To put that into perspective, Devonshire School is located on Breezehill, almost equidistant between Gladstone and Somerset Street.  We live on Cambridge Street North, also equidistant between Gladstone and Somerset.  The route to and from our house and the school, much like the other fifty families without transportation, consists of heavy road-construction and street closures, crossing major intersections such as Preston and Bell Street and unfortunately still inherent to our area, street crimes and gangs.   Crime statistics, as reported by the 2009-2010 Crime Trends for Somerset ward 14 indicate that during the 2009-10 year there was a reported 3 homicides, 2 attempted murders, 306 assaults including sexual assaults, 6 abductions, 170 criminal code traffic violations and 105 drug offenses.  

To add to the issue, there is little to no childcare in this area to speak of.  A small after-school program is offered at Devonshire and Connaught Schools but the waiting list is long; long enough in fact that my daughter has been on it since before she was born!  Hintonburg Community Centre had filled up before the 10-11 school year had even let out and our own Plant Bath Community centre does not offer any after-school programming for its residents.

This fall, my daughter started first grade this year; no doubt an exciting time in the life of a six-year old.  In order to accommodate my School board policies, I have had to take a reduced work week, thus cutting my annual income by over 20%. 

I, like most parents of Devonshire and Connaught schools enjoy living in the downtown core; the access to all of the best that this City has to offer is practically right at our doorsteps and for the most part, that is why we live here.  Sadly, raising and educating our children here however, is becoming more and more expensive, inconvenient and problematic.

I am not ignorant to the financial woes of the OCDSB; having worked in non-profit and the Public Sector for ten years I am well versed in cost-cutting, however, and I say this without equivocation, not one single cent should ever be spared in the area of health and safety of our children.  Making a six year-old child walk the streets of the downtown core for a total of nearly 4 kilometres each day so that she can gain an education is akin to third-world infrastructure and should not, nor will not, be tolerated by any parent, much less over one hundred parents in Canada’s Capitol City.

 I have fulfilled my obligations as a parent; I have bought the requisite school supplies, the lunches, the wrapper and nut-free snacks, the non-laces, non-marking indoor and outdoor shoes, I have ordered and paid for the milks and the pizzas and even donated extra snow-suits to families in need.  For the most part, my child is well rested, has eaten a peanut-free breakfast and knows the rules of the playground.  Check, check and check.  Now, the responsibility is turned over to the School Board.  The OCDSB must fix this situation immediately.  Whether it means adding more buses or creating a street-safe program that provides escorts and cross-walks, it is the responsibility of the OCDSB to do as their credo states, “meet the individual needs of the students, parents and the community at large”[1]. 

I am more than happy to further discuss this situation, should you have any additional comments or questions.  In the meantime, I will continue to drive my daughter to and from school, morning and afternoon until you have resolved this urgent matter.

Sincerely,

Kathryn Moore
213 Cambridge st N
613-286-1529

CC.
The Joint Steering Committee of the OSTA
Deborah Kuffer, School Principal, Devonshire School
Jennifer McKenzie, Public School Trustee
Diane Holmes, Ottawa City Councillor
Paul Dewar, MP, Ottawa Centre
Gerry Nott, Publisher and Editor in Chief, Ottawa Citizen
CBC Ottawa Morning News
Ottawa Police Department, Somerset Ward





[1] As quoted on the OCDSB website under “about us”.  www.ocdsb.ca/ab-ocdsb/pages/default.aspx

Wednesday, May 18, 2011

Another (?!) Sex Post - this one's diffrent though, I swear...

During a scheduled break at work today, as per usual, I am perusing the world news on theGlobeandMail.com and don’t I happen to come upon an article about how our beloved Austrian movie star/Governor/Terminator has a ten-year old love child with one of his household staff. Now, I know its California, and I know he’s pretty darn irresistible, but seriously people, what the eff is going on in the world of sex?


It was only about 18 months ago that we found out the truth about Tiger Woods…then a few months later, Jesse James. For what seems like an eternity we have been hearing about the Pamelas and the Parises having ‘sex tapes’ and somehow these innocent loving embraces being ‘leaked’ to the internet for the whole world to see. Does no one have ANY shame anymore? Has the moral thread of our society become nothing more than a dusty piece of pocket lint?

I’m not professing to be a prude or anything; occasionally, after a few spritzers I may be coerced into some closed-mouth kissing with the lights on, but I really think that the entire pre-teen and adult world has gone completely bananas for the intercourse. I mean, it doesn’t event seem to phase people like Tiger and Jesse that the entire free world (and I’ll bet most of the non-free world) to know that they are sex-addicts. SEX ADDICTS!!!! SEX. ADDICTS. I could never even work up the nerve to walk into the adult section of the video-store and these people’s mothers, fathers and children are all aware that they can’t get enough of the biddness?!

In all seriousness, its not the whacked-out* behaviour of the egomaniacs that I cant get along with; I suppose if you’ve won every PGA Championship in the world for like the past ten years, then there is only one more logical thing to do…that’s none of my business. The part that is starting to get under my skin is that this attitude towards sex has become so lax that sexual behaviour, sexual suggestion and sexual vocabulary is now accepted as ‘everyday’. Primetime television shows nonchalantly throw around sexual innuendo as though there was a sex-sponsor paying them for how many times they can fit the word into a 22-minute segment.

I don’t have any cold-hard* studies on this stuff, but I can tell you this; you can buy thong underwear for a seven year old girl, as well as high-heeled shoes. And I don’t mean those plastic, costume shoes like we used to get handed down from our older cousins; I am talking about pumps, people!! In an equally if not worse move, retailer American Eagle recently designed a padded bikini for children. Why a child is wearing a bikini is beyond me. Why grown-up bathing suits are padded is also a mystery. Why American Eagle is employing pedophiles in their design department should, nay, MUST be a matter of public interest.

I am deeply concerned that as a race, we are becoming completely desensitised to what is acceptable behaviour and that before long, there will be nothing ‘private’ to our lives at all. I shudder to think what the next step is in sex-shock value, (I am still very alarmed and puzzled by a few things I saw in Burn After Reading) and moreover I am frightened to think of what age my daughter will be when she is concerned about her pantyline or how many pounds she can shave off by wearing her Dora dress with a pair of two-inch heels.

*no pun intended

Thursday, May 05, 2011

France Post

Just when you think you have us figured out, we pull the rug out from under you again! Yep, that’s right…all those invites to fancy summer BBQ’s, 5 à 7’s on the terrace, evenings on your yacht…consider us OUT. We will be wine mainlining tasting in the Loire Valley. Suck it babies!!!


Tee-Hee…don’t worry, I am not going to be that gloaty about it, but man we are excited. Normally our summers consist of long, glorious sun-filled weekends at our family cottage about an hour East of here. Yes, there is BBQing, yes there is 5 a 7-ing (although perhaps it is somewhat elongated on both ends) and yes, there is some boating, albeit not yachting, but this time it will all be in FRENCH! And you can’t argue that everything isn’t better in French; poodles, kissing, toast, fries, bread, quarters…C’est toujours magnifique!

The way this came to be is that we are members of an online house-exchange program called Global Home Exchange that basically posts your home and a few pics of the interior. People can contact you if they think they might want to come to your city or town. While you may not think people want to flock to this conservative little corner of the globe, Ottawa is in fact a bit of a hotbed for the house exchanges because of the Library and Archives and the medical facilities such as the Heart Institute, so there are always a number of professionals looking to spend some time here. (What it is that professionals get up to in this stifling heat and humidity, we do not know). We, on the other hand, will go almost anywhere to escape such professionals and the aforementioned heat, including, as our ad indicates, Europe and the UK at almost any time of the year for almost any length of time.

So there it is! I have great, if not HUGE intentions of documenting every blessed moment of the trip for your reading enjoyment; from the see-through X-ray machine at the airport to the cheese and bread induced constipation, not a single detail will be spared! Attachez vos ceintures, mes ami(e)s!

Friday, April 29, 2011

The "Completely Irrelevant to Whatever You're Doing Right Now" Post.

Things I could easily go the rest of my life without hearing about every, ever, ever again:


1. Anything with the last name Kardashian.
2. People in or from or around Jersey Shore.
3. Farmville, jewelled blitzes (or something) and your horoscope.
4. Any of the ‘Idols’.
5. The word ‘anal’; mainly used in the context of a person being uptight or strict, but really, I would prefer not to hear it at all. It sounds yucky and conjures up unpleasant images.
6. Olives.
7. Your unpleasant time spent at Airport Security; Dudes, it’s their job. They’re trying to stop planes from blowing up and flying into buildings. Ten bucks says you’re not so hot at your job either.
8. What you dreamed about last night.
9.‘Yeppers’ and ‘Meh’ . Not necessarily in that order.
10. Why it is you don’t run/swim/bike/work out/practise yoga etc… It continues to baffle me as to why people feel the need to explain their laziness to me. Yes I’m judging you, but really, move on.

On a less crabby cow note, here are some things that I can’t get enough of:

1. PK Subban.
2. Jerry Seinfeld.
3. Hemp seeds.
4. My sweatpants; this may be surprising but I got my very first pair EVER in 2010. It was love at first wear.
5. My iPhone. Lame, but true. It’s like, just when I think I’m done praising this little guy, a new app comes along that I don’t know how I have lived without all this time!! Just last night I found the Epicurious app and once again, HOW did I go all this time without it?!
6. Tapas. MMMMM, MMM! I loves me some tapas.
7. Travelling. Anywhere, anytime.
8. Café Lattes. I do have a tendency to go a little Cramer on them, but when kept in check, I remain fairly calm.
9. Adele, Arcade Fire and Florence & the Machine. In that order.
10. Hot Yoga.