Lynn's Comments: This story is an embarrassing piece of personal history. I was in junior high school when they decided to raise the bus fares. One of the students was a real activist and she organized a rally to protest.
Lynn's Comments: Filled with righteous indignation and thrilled with the excitement of getting involved, I happily joined the protest.
Lynn's Comments: I was given a placard, which read, "Boycott BC Hydro"” This was the company that governed the Vancouver transit lines at the time. I had read nothing about the reasons behind the bus fare hike and had no idea what "boycott" meant.
Lynn's Comments: We all marched down the main streets of Vancouver, lead by our righteous leader—screaming for justice.
Lynn's Comments: Here's irony for you: we all lived in North Vancouver and had to take the bus into the city in order to protest the bus fare hike.
Lynn's Comments: Our enraged and noisy parade made it to the BC Hydro building where we demanded to see the Minister of Transportation. We were told that he was not in the building and that we should make our concerns known in writing. We were too excited and energized to be reasoned with. This was exciting!
Lynn's Comments: The authorities were called. We were surrounded by cameras and police.
Lynn's Comments: As we protested, our parents were watching the evening news at home and saw the live coverage of a student protest at the Vancouver Hydro building.
Lynn's Comments: In the middle of the crowd of protesters my dad saw me holding my placard and shouting for justice.
Lynn's Comments: My dad jumped in the car and drove as fast as he could into the city.