Learning
people: BY VI THOMPSON
"You don't learn anything at Nursery School" the boys jeered. "Yes I do" retorted Chris, "I learn people." Chris at four years old knew that learning people was basic to all education. I became an older woman in the late sixties. Haphazardly a new phase of education began for me. It all started at a workshop on Quebec and its right to self-determination. I remember very little about the political discussion; that weekend my learning was personal. For four days no one asked if I was married, if I have children, or if I worked. They related to me as a person, a woman in my own right. I began attending Friends' House, the Toronto meeting place of the Quakers where there is no paid minister, no set order of services, no prayers or hymns. Everyone is expected to listen and ponder what is I said. Here I learned good listening skills. I joined Friends' Peace committee and participated in a group focusing on equality of women. The same thoughtful listening operated within this group. It was at Friends' House that I learned about a meeting called by Kay Macpherson and Moira Armour for February 5, 1972 to discuss "the various ways of improving the proportion of women MPs in a total of 264." Women for Political
Action Women for Political Action (WPA) met weekly to flesh out goals, policies and principles. We avoided Roberts' Rules of Order. There was no designated president. We took turns chairing the meetings. My turn came. The room was crowded and there were many new faces but I went ahead knowing that no matter what mistakes I made, what hesitations, there would be friendly understanding and support. Only two years earlier I would blush to raise my hand to second a motion at my local Ratepayer' and Residents' Association.
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