Last improv class for me--I will have to forego the next two as I will be back in Vancouver. So much for taking a year off to spend more time in Toronto for classes. I only make 4 of the 8.
I walk the 6 kilometres towards home, strolling along Parkdale’s Queen Street West, popping into charming independent shops along the way. Hopefully by the time I take my next set of improv classes, I will be able to bike.
Tonight, I gather my humanitarian friends to attend ADRA’s World Focus event. The feature speaker is Kim Phuc, the young girl running from the napalm blast in the 1972 Pulitzer Prize winning photograph. She recounts her survival from severe burns after being left for dead, her meeting of a soldier who was part of the bombing mission of her village, her continuing contact with “Uncle Ut”, the photographer of the famous image, her defection to Canada during her honeymoon. The few words that I exchange with her show a personable woman, at peace with her life. She obviously takes her role seriously as a United Nations Goodwill Ambassador for peace.
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