Sunday, October 5, 2025

Island Stories (short story collection) by Leanne Dyck

The rain stopped, the sun broke through the clouds and I knew. I just knew. I'd never been there before but I told my husband, "This is it. This is our new home."

"Don't you think we should finish docking and, I don't know, look around a little first."

He took more convincing, but for me it was love at first sight and the love affair has lasted twenty-six years. 

photo by ldyck


 Inspired by this love, I've written short stories, novellas and even a mystery. Each of the short stories in this collection has earned over 1000 page views. Your page views encourage me to keep writing so thank you for your interest and support.


Island Artist

A humorous look at island life--and a cautionary note to respect an artist's privacy.


Island Storyteller

What's so funny about getting a ride home? Well...


Island Storyteller on Stage

celebrates my love for reading my writing to an audience--and thanks all the people who have supported my author journey, people like you.


Not Forgotten

 How many angels have you met in your life? Angels: people who come into your life--for a short time--to teach you something.

A tribute to one of my favourite island neighbours.


Galiano Island Ablaze

When you live on a remote island there's an ever-present danger that tourists may not be aware of--but should be. This short story explains.


Sheep Choir

was inspired by an island sheep farmer


Still Life with Cats

 As a new islander, I benefitted greatly from my relationship with seasoned islanders--especially Sammy, Joey and Ticky.


Ethan's Ferry Trip (children's story)

introduces children to the joys of travelling by ferry.


Go Red for Dyslexia


Sunday, October 5 to Saturday, October 11

Banned Books Week


Monday, October 6

Giller shortlist announced


On this blog on...

Sunday, October 12

Thank you, Mrs. Danielson (short memoir)

Written with heartfelt thanks for a teacher who taught with heart and inspired me to write.

Sunday, October 19 to Sunday, February 8, 2026

The Sweater Curse (psychological thriller)


October 2 on Mayne Island...

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To a standing-room-only audience of Mayne Islanders, Pam Withers

Sunday, September 28, 2025

Home Children: Canadian History by Leanne Dyck

 In 2011, the Canadian government designated September 28 as British Home Children day. 

Paul Henderson, “British Home Children: BC women reflect on shameful period in Canadian history”, The Free Press, September 28, 2019

Who were the "Home Children"?

Socio-economic disadvantaged children were torn from their families and brought to a foreign land--Canada. Some were welcomed into loving families. Others... Others faced overwhelming cruelty. And yet... And yet...



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Home Children


In the mid-1800s [,during the Industrial Revolution,] many children in the United Kingdom lacked adequate care. They were hungry, sometimes resorting to stealing, and many were living on the streets—think of the works of Charles Dickens. Even children living with their parents in the workhouses were not much better off, often worked 14-hour days or more with little food. Many died before they reached 20. [1] [And, as a result of the revolution, t]raditional extended families were broken up and many moved to urban areas to find work and a better life. And so, if anything happened to one of the parents, there was no immediate family nearby to take them in. [T]here was no social system in place to help [the families] through...difficult circumstances. [2]

Independently, several people of different religious backgrounds came to the same conclusion: the problem could not be solved in Britain. These children had to be removed from the streets and given food and clothing. They had to be taught to read and write, given work skills and solid religious training, then sent abroad where farm labour was desperately needed. They had no future in England, Ireland or Scotland…

Maria Susan Rye...arrived in Niagara-on-the-Lake, Ontario, in 1869 with a group of 68 children taken from the poorhouses of London and Liverpool. They were initially housed in a converted jail which Maria had brought with her own money and renamed Our Western Home. [Maria was the first of many women and men who brought groups of children from Britain to Canada.]

More than 80,000 children (some scholars even say 100,000), mostly ages 9 to 14 but some scarcely 3 years old, were sent...between 1869 and 1939. None of them was accompanied by a parent.

They were regarded as orphans, even though two-thirds had at least one parent who was still alive. [3][And, in fact, h]ome children were often told that their parents were dead so that they could break their emotional ties more easily. [1]

Sometimes [placing the children in these homes]...was meant to be a temporary solution until the family got back on their feet and there are cases on record where some parents went back to pick their children up, only to find that they had already been sent away. Sometimes the parents received an after sailing’ notification, informing them that their children had been emigrated a week before. [2]

[The children were shipped] overseas to Canada with bright promises of a better life, with a home, a family, fresh air, and healthy food. [3]

Once in Canada, the children were sent to receiving homes right across the country until farmers picked them up or they were sent on their destinations with a cardboard sign around their necks. There were at least seven applicants for every child shipped to this country. [2] [The] farmers completed a Form of Indenture. [1] The terms would require the children to be housed, fed, clothed and sent to school. A small fee would be paid for fostering younger children, older children would help with chores, and more extended labour would be required from adolescents. At 18, the terms of indenture were to be discharged. [2]

[S]ome children did...find homes and families in Canada, others found nothing but poverty and misery. While many were well treated, many others experienced appalling living and working conditions and even in some cases psychological, physical or sexual violence. [3]

Children could be ‘returned’ and reassigned. Many were moved from one farm to another. Some ran away or simply disappeared, some died from ill-health or injuries resulting form neglect and abuse, some committed suicide…

[T]he belief in eugenics that was running rampant throughout the UK and North America caused children to be considered inferior stock to their Canadian counterparts. They were stigmatized as such, merely because they were poor and needed help. In communities where these children were meant to be fostered and nurtured, they were often taunted and made to feel shame for being a Home Boy or Home Girl. [2] [They] were shamed about their origins, shamed about parents who couldn’t care for them, and taught that a better life meant turning away from their primal identity of family. [4] This shame caused many Home Children to remain silent about their backgrounds their entire lives [2[and is responsible for] a spate of suicides in the 1920s. [5]

[T]he majority of children continued to be sent right up until the advent of the Second World War, after which heightened social consciousness condemned the sending of any more children to Canada in this way… Britain not only sent children to Canada, they also sent them, up to the early 1970s, to South Africa, Australia, and New Zealand.

Despite all the trials that they had to endure, these...British Home Children...set down roots in Canada and contributed to the country’s social, economic and political development. Many of them served in the Canadian Army during the First World War and the Second World War. Today, over 10% of all Canadians are thought to be descendants of British Home Children.

Although...their story is part of the school curriculum in Ontario, the British Home Children [‘s] legacy of trauma and child abuse...is not well-known by the vast majority of Canadians.[5] [A]nd their descendants have yet to receive an official apology from the Canadian government such as those made by the government of Australia in 2009 and the government of the United Kingdom in 2010. [3]

By honoring their memory, [Home Children Canada, established in 2012] seeks to ensure that the Home Children’s contributions and struggles are never forgotten and their rightful place in history is acknowledged with dignity and compassion. [6]


[1] The Canadian Immigration Historical Society, “A Silent History: The British Home Children”, January 1, 2011 https://cihs-shic.ca/the-british-home-children/

[2] Lori Oschefski, Home Children Canada, “Who Are the British Home Children?” British Home Children in Canada https://canadianbritishhomechildren.weebly.com/

[3] Lara Neilson Bonikowsky, “Uprooted Lives: the British Home Children”, in The Canadian Encyclopedia, April 13, 2013

https://www.thecanadianencyclopedia.ca/en/article/children-lost-and-found-feature#:~:text=On

%2024%20February%202010%2C%20the,various%20British%20colonies%2C%20including

%20Canada.

[4] Barb Janes, “Shame, secrets and dark histories: Remembering the legacy of British home children”, CBC, September 28, 2019

https://www.cbc.ca/news/canada/manitoba/pov-barb-janes-british-home-children-1.5296069

[5] Paul Henderson, “British Home Children: BC women reflect on shameful period in Canadian history”, The Free Press, September 28, 2019

https://www.vicnews.com/news/british-home-children-b-c-women-reflect-on-shameful-period-in-canadian-history-61605

[6] Home Children Canada https://www.britishhomechildren.com/


September 30th is Orange Shirt Day
 
photo by Eleanor Cocker

I purchased my orange shirt from Eddy Charlie and Kristine Spray. You can learn more about them and Orange Shirt Day here

"artist Bear Horne gifted [his] design to Eddy Charlie and Kristine Spray to be used in this advocacy work."

Books that helped me connect with Orange Shirt Day...

Indian Horse by Richard Wagamese (book review)

 is like a slap shot--a quick and powerful read.

Barren Ground by David A Robertson (book review)

is set in early November in Winnipeg and is about two Cree foster children--thirteen-year-old Morgan and twelve-year-old Eli.

The Berry Pickers by Amanda Peters (book review)

is historical fiction about the 60s scoop

Two Tricksters Find Friendship by Johnny Aitken and Jess Willows (book review)

is a year in the life of a new mutually supportive friendship between Jessie, a white girl, and Johnny, an Indigenous boy.


Song: "O Seim" by Susan Aglukark


On this blog in October...

Sunday, September 21, 2025

Baby, Come Back (children's story) by Leanne Dyck

 Baby, Come Back can be chanted during playtime or sung (to the tune of the Scottish folk song "My Bonnie Lies Over the Ocean") during naptime. Substitute your child's name for "baby".

 

photo by ldyck
 

Baby, Come Back

 My baby swam across the ocean

My baby dived into the sea

My baby swam across the ocean

Oh, baby, come back to me, to me

Oh, baby, come back to me.


My baby climbed over the mountain

My baby climbed over the hill

My baby climbed over the mountain

Oh, baby, come back to me, to me

Oh, baby, come back to me


My baby flew into the night sky

My baby swung on a star

My baby flew into the night sky

Oh, baby, you flew too far, too far

Oh, baby, you flew too far


My baby swam across the ocean

My baby climbed over the hill

My baby flew out of the night sky

Oh, my baby, came back to me, to me

Hurray, my baby came back to me.

photo by ldyck


Me reading to a dear friend (circa 1990s)

About the author...

Leanne Dyck studied children's literature at the University of Winnipeg, was the sole proprietor of a children's literature bookseller business, and read scores of picture books to groups of children during her fourteen-year career in Early Childhood Education. 


"Abby" by ldyck

International Day of Peace


A J Willetts (my dad) an advocate for world peace

My dad read his speech during a Remembrance Day service, but it is equal appropriate for today. 


On this blog in September...

Sunday, September 14, 2025

Marion, My Day Care Friend (children's story) by Leanne Dyck

This story was inspired by my career in Early Childhood Education, specifically in Infant Day Care. I wrote it to help transition families from home care to daycare. The story is intended for children who have outgrown board books but are not yet ready for picture books.


photo by ldyck

Marion, My Day Care Friend


Marion holds me while Mom says goodbye.

"Wa-a-a," I say. "Wa-a-a."

Marion says, "We'll see you soon, Mom."

Marion turns up the music and we dance.

One block, two blocks, three. Marion builds a tower. She waits for me to knock it down. We laugh.

"Wa-a-a," I say. "Wa-a-a."

Marion sings, "If you're hungry and you know it, say wa-a-a, wa-a-a."

Sometimes Marion feeds me. Sometimes I help her. Sometimes I feed myself.

Marion washes my hands and face. Peek-a-boo!

Marion puts toys in the box. I dump them out. Marion puts toys in the box. I dump them out. We love this game.

"Wa-a-a," I say. "Wa-a-a."

Marion smells my diaper. "Oh, poopie." She makes a silly face and we laugh. "Time to go to the change table," Marion says.

Sometimes I hold my diaper. Sometimes I don't.

One arm, two arms. Marion helps me put on my jacket. I go for a ride in the stroller with my friends. 

Tweet. Tweet. Tweet.

Marion says, "Look at the bird fly."

Woof. Woof. Woof.

Marion says, "Hello, dog."

Two arms, one arm. Marion helps me take off my jacket.

"Wa-a-a," I say. "Wa-a-a."

Marion sings, "If you're tired and you know it, say, wa-a-a, wa-a-a."

Marion and I like to cuddle when I drink my bottle. Soon, I'm fast asleep. Marion carries me to the nap room and puts me in my crib. 

When I wake up, I see Mom.

Marion says, "See you tomorrow," and waves goodbye.


About the author...

Leanne Dyck studied children's literature at the University of Winnipeg, was the sole proprietor of a children's literature bookseller business, and read scores of picture books to groups of children during her fourteen-year career in Early Childhood Education. 


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Terry Fox

On this blog in September...

Sunday, September 7, 2025

Your Favourite Children's Stories written by Leanne Dyck

photo by ldyck

"Free library in Sidney, BC"
Little Free Libraries


Each story on this list have a history of earning over 1,000 page view.  Please click the links to read my stories.


Going South

 Older Rufous hummingbirds fly south in August. Younger hummingbirds migrate in September, but Pablo stays. Will he stay too long? 


Harry, the Spider

Through this story, children learn about the life and special abilities of the wolf spider.


Making Giant Snowballs

 Making Giant Snowballs encourages children to show acceptance and kindness--especially to people who are different from themselves.


Carrots

Mariam Horse is an avid gardener who shares what she harvests with her neighbours because she knows she always wins when she shares with friends.


Whispering Stories

Whispering Stories is a short memoir about my experiences as an elementary school pupil with dyslexia.


Grandma's Knitting Needles Sing

Grandma's Knitting Needles Sing celebrates the bond between grandparents and grandchildren, introduces the art of knitting, and explains how wool is produced.


Dog Hair

This poem is a fun way to teach the English names for body parts.


Jump

 This story was inspired by a childhood memory and is about risky play.


Walks with My Friend

Walks with My Friend was inspired by the friendship between my dog and a dog from the neighbourhood.


Petal's Monster

Petal's Monster is about overcoming stress due to childhood anxiety.


About the author...

Leanne Dyck studied children's literature at the University of Winnipeg, was the sole proprietor of a children's literature bookseller business, and read scores of picture books to groups of children during her fourteen-year career in Early Childhood Education. 

"Abby" photo by ldyck

On this blog in September...

Sunday, August 31, 2025

Stranger (short memoir) by Leanne Dyck

 A strange encounter with a stranger inspired this short memoir.

A stranger is just a friend you haven't meet yet. -William Butler Yeats

Or...

"The 'problem" with [this] quote lies in its idealized nature, which ignores the potential risks of interacting with strangers, the fear and hesitation people experience, and the fact that not all strangers become friends, often leading a simplistic view of human relationships and societal safety... In essence, while the quote serves as a gentle reminder to be open to new connections, its oversimplification overlooks the necessary caution and discernment required when navigating social interactions." AI Overview


photo by ldyck
"art by a stranger"

Stranger

The hour-and-a-half bus ride had taken me from my cozy home in rural Manitoba and dropped me off in the intimidating city of Winnipeg. Tomorrow I will begin my studies at the University of Winnipeg, but tonight, I felt too overwhelmed to do anything but walk the short distance from the bus station to a mall. I found a bench on the second floor and watched...nothing. I was the only "ghost" that lingered. Down below, a janitor's cart rolled across the floor as the mop danced beneath the janitor's skilled hands. And then, a few feet away from my bench, the elevator door opened and... He stepped out of the pages of GQ, wearing a long camel coat that accentuated his shiny black hair. One word dominated my thoughts—handsome. The clock struck 9 PM, and I was mesmerized--my eyes glued on him. He headed my way. Me? I wore a sparkling gown and glass--. Nope, my mother's skidoo pants and my faded corduroy parka. 

Really?

Yup, sad but true.

He offered a charming grin. "May I sit?" His voice was thick with an accent I couldn't quite place.

I'm not sure how it happened, but one thing led to another, and he asked if I would like to go to a movie with him. Hmm, of course!

The theatre marquee presented several options, and I chose "Steel Magnolias".

"No, I pay," he insisted, taking responsibility for both tickets.

"'Steel Magnolias' is about...?" he asked as we walked into the theatre.

"Friendship among women," I replied.

"In this country, do men go to such movies?" he inquired.

We brushed elbows in the dark.

"Some," I whispered.


On this blog in September...

is dedicated to stories for and an article about children

Sunday, September 7

Your Favourite Children's Stories written by Leanne Dyck

Each story in this list had a history of earning over 1,000 page views.

Sunday, September 14

Marion, My Day Friend (children's story) by Leanne Dyck

was inspired by career in infant care

Sunday, September 21

Baby, Come Back (children's story) by Leanne Dyck

can be chanted during playtime or sung during naptime

Sunday, September 28

Home Children: Canadian History (article) by Leanne Dyck

September 28 is Home Children Day. Why? What's a "Home Child"?

Read this article to find the answer to these questions.



Sunday, August 24, 2025

Book Review: The Berry Pickers by Amanda Peters (historical fiction)

  historical fiction about the '60s scoop.


photo by ldyck


The Berry Pickers

Amanda Peters

Harper Perennial

2023

Writers Trust of Canada Finalist


In The Berry Pickers, an Indigenous family of seven—three sons and two daughters—travels seasonally from Nova Scotia to Maine to pick berries for a farmer. In 1962, when the youngest child, Ruthie, was just four years old, she was kidnapped by a white family. As a result, Ruthie loses all ties with her birth family, and many of those left behind believe she is dead. For the next fifty years, Ruthie lives under the name Norma as the only child in a middle-class white family. Any memories she retains are dismissed as dreams by her adoptive family. 


The narrative alternates between Norma's life in Maine and that of her youngest brother, Joe, in Nova Scotia. Both well-developed characters—Norma (formerly Ruthie) and Joe—are portrayed as relatable, flawed, and compassionate. 


Although the book addresses the dark period in North America's history known as the '60s Scoop, it maintains an underlying tone of love and hopefulness, making its important message easier to digest. I highly recommend this finely crafted book.


Next Sunday...

Sunday, August 31

Stranger (short memoir) by Leanne Dyck

"...a few feet away from my bench, the elevator door opened and..."

Sunday, August 17, 2025

Aster`s Husband Ch 7 by Leanne Dyck

 Chapter six: New love is born...

photo by ldyck


Chapter seven


Sunrise and sunset, Darlene and I share our summers—alternating between my house and hers. She skillfully helps me hammer, saw and paint my new home. Never complaining. In fact, seeming to take delight in the work.

“This place is so cool,” she tells me. “Everything just makes so much sense. It’s all so space efficient.

And I help her repair the grand old dame—the leaky faucets, the peeling wallpaper, the... It’s a long list.

“You know my great-great-grandfather was a sea captain. He’s the guy who built this house. He was trying to win the heart of an island gal—my great-great-grandmother. And he did.” She shares her family legends with me.

I dream of endless days with Darlene. And nights...

Spent, we snuggle warm in each other's arms, and I know I have to tell her about Aster. But what do I say? Maybe something like: I loved her once, but she pushed me away. Unwanted but still feeling committed, I was stuck in purgatory. Waiting for—? I had no idea what. And now I know I was waiting for you. For a long time, I still felt responsible for her. But now I don’t. Now I’m free. You’re my—. “Darlene—.”

“Kjartan, I... I’m sorry, go ahead.”

“No, I insist you first.”

“I’m... Well, I’m... I’m pregnant.”



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Thank you for reading Aster`s Husband


It's over... What will we do with the rest of August?

Don't worry, I have a plan...

Sunday, August 24

Book Review: The Berry Pickers by Amanda Peters

"Although the book addresses the dark period in North America's history known as the '60s Scoop, it maintains an..."

Sunday, August 31

Stranger (short story) by Leanne Dyck

"...a few feet away from my bench, the elevator door opened and..."


"Sleeping in her dog bed...mostly."

photo by Byron Dyck

Happy Ending (short story)