Hello from San Francisco, well, actually from my friend's place in Berkeley. It has been rainy and cold since I got here, as you can see from the hazy picture of Alcatraz that I got from Pier 39, but despite a sore throat and some stiff shins from pounding the steep wet streets of San Francisco for 8 hours on Friday, the time here has been full of meaning and life as I have sensed God's presence so much as I encounter new places and talk with my friend about big life issues and places where we still find it difficult to trust God. Let the escape from my personal prisons of fear continue...
I have been hesitant to write anything here pertaining to the student protests in Montreal, partly because I didn't believe I had any solutions to offer and partly because I just wanted to stay out of the controversial mess it has become. Besides, I have studying to do. But this weekend, something changed. I read the book of Esther. First, some background: the unrest started early in the year when a group of students decided to protest the tuition hikes proposed by the Quebec government ($325 a year for the next 5 years). Seeing that tuition rates have been frozen for almost ten years, it seemed reasonable to the government to increase them to reflect rising costs. This did not sit well with some students, and they organised an ongoing protest in which students were encouraged to boycott classes and refuse to hand in assignments. It has now grown into a movement which has staged several organise...
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