Knocking on Doors & Ringing Bells: The Highs and Lows of Canvassing Through Canada
/My door-to-door odyssey begins at age two, riding my tricycle through Toronto’s Leaside neighbourhood in the 80s, towing a wheelbarrow full of zucchinis for sale from my family’s garden. My parents tell me “please to meet you” was my signature ice-breaker, offered with a tiny handshake that quickly turned neighbours into customers.
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