STRANGERS IN A NEW WORLD

We Were The Weeds In Our Neighbors’ Gardens

Chapter 3: They said we didn’t belong but we thrived anyway

Barbara Andres
8 min readMar 22, 2022

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A little girl of toddler age, with blonde hair and an orange jacket, being hugged and given a kiss on the cheek by a little boy of about the same age, who also has blonde hair. A grain of infinfity.
Photo by Anna Shvets from Pexels

Saplings in a forest of Canadian maples

In the mid-1960s on a cul-de-sac in a bedroom community on the west side of Toronto, my parents encountered closed minds and doors…

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Barbara Andres

Muddling through, one story at a time. Grab a cup of tea, pull up a chair, and let’s get curious together.