A story of how change that starts from the bottom, driven through action and example while engaging others, results in a solid foundation from which to build. It started with two inmates who joined forces to make a difference in their restrained community and beyond its confines. If what we do is who we are, and our actions define us, these three ex-convicts and their cellmates have shown us that change starts from the bottom up and most importantly from within.
When I was nine years old, in Northern Montreal, I used to take a shortcut through a field to get to school. One winter day, crossing the frozen field, I crashed through the ice. Luckily for me, it was not deep. It was scary and freezing. I managed not to lose my boots which were weighed down with icy water. I walked in those wet soggy boots for the rest of that winter, they never dried up. I told no one, especially not my mother, for she was a very strict and incredibly thrifty woman, perhaps not by choice. Those boots were meant to be worn until I grew out of them. Raising three children on one measly salary, was a feat, requiring sacrifices and creative solutions.