Scholarship Applications After Cancer: Hugh’s Practical Advice for Students
When Hugh, a brain tumour survivor, was applying to postsecondary school last year, he learned about scholarships from his POGO School and Work Transitions Counsellor, me!
We worked on the applications together and recently talked about the process and any advice he had for this year’s scholarship applicants.
“First find out which scholarships you qualify for,” Hugh says. “Some are looking for a specific diagnosis or disability while others are looking for things like people with lots of volunteer experience.”
It is important to read the application instructions carefully because they’re all different. If reading for detail is not your thing, ask someone to help.
Each scholarship asks for some kind of “Personal Statement” about your cancer journey and what your plans are for school and the future. After putting together a draft, Hugh sent his statements to me to look over and edit.
You’ll also need a letter with proof of your diagnosis, which is in your AfterCare Binder, or you can ask your medical team.
Some scholarships may also ask for a reference letter. “Each scholarship had different requirements, so it wasn’t one and done,” Hugh says. “Giving yourself lead time is a good idea: you have to ask for the reference, sometimes you have to provide them with background information about who you are and your relationship to them, and then you have to give them time to write it.”
Hugh found this time to be a bit overwhelming because so many things were happening at one time—deciding which school to go to, getting his accommodations set up, course selection, figuring out housing, all the while waiting to hear if he’d been awarded a scholarship.
Last summer, Hugh was happy to hear he’d been awarded not only one, but two scholarships for childhood cancer survivors!
Once he got the news, he still had a lot of work to do: send his social insurance number, write a thank you letter, provide a quote for each of their websites, figure out which scholarship sent the money to his school, and which sent it right to him. He also had never received a cheque before and had to figure out what to do with it!
Hugh recommends leaning on your support system to help you navigate this process. “I talked to family, friends who were already in postsecondary, my teachers including my special education resource teacher (SERT), the school guidance counsellor, and of course, my friendly neighbourhood School and Work Transitions Counsellor.”
This story was written by Helen Antoniades, POGO Counsellor, for the spring 2026 issue of the POGO School and Work Transitions Program newsletter.
Turn Your Childhood Cancer Experience into Support for Others
POGO School and Work Transitions Counsellors play a critical role in ensuring childhood cancer survivors have care specific to their needs and that they get the most from hospital and community supports to improve their overall well-being. Their strong relationships with community partners go a long way in strengthening the support POGO Counsellors provide.
Every day, POGO Counsellors meet with childhood cancer survivors and family members who carry a depth of wisdom, resilience, and compassion that can make a profound difference for someone who is just beginning or feeling alone in their own journey. CancerConnection.ca is an online peer support community offered by the Canadian Cancer Society. It is a safe place for people with cancer, and their loved ones, to connect, learn, and share their experiences.
As a volunteer facilitator in CancerConnection.ca, you’ll have the opportunity to share your story, offer support, and connect with others who truly understand. Many volunteers tell us that giving back not only helps others—it helps them reflect, heal, and feel part of something bigger.
Your voice matters. Your experience matters. And your presence could be exactly what someone else needs to feel less alone.
If this speaks to you, please contact Barb Williams, Manager, POGO School and Work Transitions Program, for more information.
If you don’t want to be a peer facilitator, that’s ok! You can still be a valuable part of the online community by joining the newly created Childhood Cancer Lived-Experience group.
This story was written for the spring 2026 issue of the POGO School and Work Transitions Program newsletter.
Creative Corner with Sarah
“Art makes me happy ‘cause it makes me feel freer and more 'in control' of my life!”
Sarah Eid
Diagnosis: Ewings Sarcoma
Tools: IPad, stylus, Sketchbook & pencil (for sketch)
App: Ibispaint
Time: ~5h
Creator/artist: All made by me!
Since I was a kid, I always loved drawing things (especially characters and outfits). Drawing always helped me feel better and get things out of my mind. Throughout elementary to high school, it always brought me peace.
When I first got diagnosed, I felt like I had nothing to do and that everything just stopped.That’s when I realized that all this free time (whether it was during treatment or waiting for results) was the perfect opportunity for me to enhance myself doing what I loved most and attempt new things in it (I started practicing more with watercolour and digital art!). It helped me get through a lot because it made me feel capable of doing the things I love and create a peaceful world for me that had all my stories and characters together without thinking much about what’s happening in the real world.
I felt proud and somewhat happy because I was getting better and expanding my abilities in something I always loved but rarely had time for. It made me feel like I was still kinda “me” even after all these changes and events . Art makes me happy ‘cause it makes me feel freer and more “in control” of my life! 😁
Creative Corner is a feature of the POGO School and Work Transitions Program newsletter that showcases the many creative strategies childhood cancer survivors use to cope, heal, and navigate their journeys, shared in their own voices.
The Privilege of a Heartbeat: A Teen Survivor Learns to Live Fully After Cancer
In today’s world, a lot of people (myself included) don’t seem to recognize just how important your health is. Most people couldn’t imagine how much their life would change if they were suddenly told, out of the blue, that you’d be spending the better part of the next eight months in a hospital bed. It really sucks, right? Well, that’s how my 16th year on this earth went, yet surprisingly, I would never trade my life for another. Not only did this unexpected health event change my views on day-to-day life, it also gave me a positive outlook on my life, no matter the situation.
In 2024, a month before my birthday, I was ultimately diagnosed with ALCL lymphoma. For a couple of months leading up to my diagnosis I was bedridden, unable to walk or do anything without being in excruciating pain due to a yet undiagnosed tumour that caused a pressure fracture in my spine. I remember waking up from a nap in the hospital room to my mom crying and the doctor trying to comfort her. I remember thinking about every little thing that I took for granted in life and how lucky I was (and still am) just to be alive. What I realized is that everything other than a heartbeat is a privilege.
“Our life is worth a million planets so live like it”
– Childhood Cancer Survivor
Now without giving you a sob story about this, I’m just going to say one thing: IT REALLY SUCKED. What sucked, you ask? I’ll tell you, but I you may not be expecting the answer about what a now 17 year-old boy missed about his life. If I’m being honest, it for sure sucked that I couldn’t go out in big crowds, or go to parties, or travel. The time in the hospital really made me miss a lot, and yeah, all that fun stuff would have been nice, but here’s what I really missed:
- Feeling healthy and being strong enough to do day-to-day tasks like walk to the kitchen
- Being able to stomach my favourite foods
- Working out and staying active
- Being able to shower without a pic line in my arm
- Being able to think
Most importantly I missed feeling normal.
I have now been cancer-free since March 2025. It hasn’t been easy getting back to who I was, but feeling like I was a non-functioning member of society made me want to find my place. I now value my life like nothing else and have found hobbies I actually enjoy. Let me tell you, it feels absolutely amazing to have that smile back on my face. I finally get to be a real kid again and I am so grateful. Remember how I said your health is important? That includes protecting your body as well. Last October, I broke my elbow while skateboarding. I ended up having to be in a full arm cast for three months, putting me right back in the same situation of not being able to be productive or have fun. SO PLEASE be careful when you’re having fun and living every moment of your life to the fullest because you never know what the next chapter of your life will bring you.
Our life is worth a million planets so live like it. Instead of letting restrictions fully stop you from living, play a little game called “how far can I go?” Do not let restrictions put an end to your goals and hobbies because as long as you have a heartbeat, you should be grateful every morning you wake up.
This story was written by a childhood cancer survivor for the spring 2026 issue of the POGO School and Work Transitions Program newsletter.
Plushies, Photography and a Story
Authors: Hailey Millard, Varun Sayal and Natasia Vernon
Author: Hailey Millard
Hi! My name is Hailey Millard, and I’m 20 years old. I had just turned three when I was diagnosed with acute lymphoblastic leukemia. It was a very long and hard battle that I fought. This November, I will be 15 years in remission!
I started knitting when I was 10. I picked up crocheting this past year and began trying to sell my creations on Shopify. I love to make stuffies! It’s my absolutely favourite thing to do.
I’ve struggled with anxiety my whole life, and knitting and crochet are two of the few things that quiet my brain. I also love helping people and putting smiles on their faces. So, when I give or sell my work, it makes me really happy that I can make someone smile or even help them through whatever struggle they’re facing.
Some of my favourite pieces that I have made include octopuses, turtles (big and small), pickles, T. rexes, brontosaurs, and even a snowman! I hope that whoever is reading this smiles at the pictures of my stuffies.
Author: Varun Sayal
Age of diagnosis: 17
Diagnosis: Ependymoma. Fortunately, it was benign. Most of the tumour was removed surgically, and the rest through radiation therapy.
Photography has not only become a creative outlet, but it has also served as my reminder to continue exploring. To continue pushing myself to my limits. To keep learning. But of course, reality kicks in, and health issues can challenge my ability to stay consistent. If there is one thing I have learned, as a photographer and through this whole journey, it is to make the best of whatever is in front of me.
Whether I am standing around and photographing a beautiful sunset sky with little to no effort or sitting down and placing the camera on my foot to get a better image of Lake Louise, this "playing the cards you have been dealt" approach certainly applies to my art.
Author: Natasia Vernon
Diagnosis: Neuroblastoma
Age of diagnosis: 10 weeks
Trigger Warning: Difficult themes mentioned
Our Monster
There’s a monster in my belly. It caught hold of the inside of a body, tainted me a greyish hue of sick and made itself at home. Gripped so tight, the monster built a whole future for me out of my blood and bones. It’s happy here, settled in its infant form and whispered in the night, my voice so new to both of us; we only knew to cry.
It took up an insurmountable amount of space; the loudest, the biggest, the strongest. Until it met my mother. She held grief in her heart already, met a monster of a similar breed not long before and watched it pave its war path. When she held me, she could feel the weight of the monster, hear the shadows creeping from my skin, see icky green and poisoned cells; her child, now possessed. Her screams ripped through the hospital, cut right to the core of the monster and made it known. Our voices battling in the white walls of a sterile room, the monster forced to an uncertain hush.
At four years old and one bus ride away, a sister is waiting in a house I can’t remember. She hides behind closed doors, listening to the sound of fighting parents or to the claustrophobic quiet of our home. The same home where the father invited in strangers to fill a void that spread by way of viscous sorrow. My sister releases every last drop of salt from her body; she fills the entire house with enough tears to drown.
In a future that will feel a lifetime away, she will lock the door behind her and teach herself to swim. My father’s pain will disperse into the summer wind. My mother will bury her grief in a garden, and her screams will melt down to a prideful melody. The monster will have freed me. I'll live the life it paved for me, learning to grow flowers from my scars.
Here, living in the empty room I share with the monster, my dad takes me from our crib. He holds me gently in his arms and listens as my heartbeat stills. My mother screams at the doctor that something is wrong. My sister plays with dolls, where she learns to translate life and death into make-believe. My dad grips tighter. My mom begs for flowers; discovers them sprouting from an old wound. Slowly. Steady. My heart.
Post-Treatment Path
Author: Emily Burtwistle
Diagnosis: Ganglioglioma (at age 7)
My name is Emily Burtwistle, and I am a recent graduate of the Child Studies program at the University of Guelph, and I will be starting at Western University to pursue my Bachelor of Education. While I am not a poet, I felt passionate about sharing this poem I wrote to shed light on some post-treatment struggles that may resonate with others.
I was diagnosed with my tumour at the age of seven, and I’ve been in “remission” since 2012. I cannot stress enough how grateful I am to be in remission, and how sad I am that some friends are no longer here to celebrate that milestone themselves. That said, “survivorship” has brought many unforeseen challenges that I have had to adapt to—from insecurity and anxiety to depression over not feeling like a “normal” teen. Each MRI and follow-up appointment, and each academic or accessibility issue (for example, I have a special waiver from the Ministry of Transportation that allows me to drive with reduced vision), reminds me that I am still on this journey.
The world expects I now should fly—
But most days, I’m just getting by.
The reason that I decided to share this vulnerable poem is to spread awareness that the journeys of childhood cancer patients are not over when treatment ends. Each with our own battles, we continue on our post-treatment paths, working through various challenges. Finally, I would like to dedicate this poem to my parents, who stood painstakingly beside me through every step of this journey, and try to understand how I am feeling as I navigate life after cancer treatment.
Post-Treatment Path
They supported me through and cheered me loud,
Called me a fighter, brave and proud.
The war was won, or so they say,
But battles still wake me every day.
I walk through new doors with shadowed feet,
Despite happier times, the echoes meet.
Yes, joy now blooms in daily things—
A nature hike, the way hope sings.
Yet underneath each golden hue,
Are silent fears I can't undo.
A body “healed” is not a whole,
When scars still tremble in the soul.
I chase each new horizon with eager wings,
Bound by unseen, aching strings.
The world expects I now should fly—
But most days, I’m just getting by.
This shell that looks like "doing well"
Still houses storms I cannot tell.
My limbs may move, my smile may stay,
But pain and panic cloud the way.
A “simple” task can feel like war,
A crowded road, a locking door.
Anxiety—a ghost I knew—
Now paints the present in its hue.
It whispers, “Don’t. You might break again.”
And leaves me frozen, trapped within.
And when the fear is much too loud,
It pulls me under towards the ground.
From trembling nerves to aching chest,
Depression drapes me into rest.
The ones I love—they often miss
The cracks behind the hopeful kiss.
They see my light, not how it fades
Behind a smile that masquerades.
My family dreams I’ll soar so high—
But never ask just how hard I try.
They mean it well, but don’t quite see
The weight of their hopes crushing me.
Anxiety from work, relationships, or school,
Somehow, I always seem to fool—
All those around me who could help,
This grieving soul to find herself.
Each “You can do it” stings my skin
When they don’t know the state I’m in.
I want to live, to leap, to dare—
But I still limp despite my prayers.
Yet in this ache, a truth remains:
That growth still blooms in hidden pains.
The joy I feel is real and bright,
But coexists with quiet fright.
So hear me not as weak or small,
I’ve risen, yes—but still I crawl.
The post-treatment path is feeling long,
A melody of grief and song.
But every step, no matter how slow,
Is proof I strive, is proof I grow.
From Survivor to Researcher: Exploring Life After Childhood Cancer
Interviewer: Rachel Martin, POGO Counsellor
Interviewee: Josh McGonegal, PhD candidate, childhood cancer survivor
Written from the perspective of interviewer Rachel Martin
When I think of research, I think of numbers and long-winded articles written in a language that is difficult to understand. For Josh McGonegal, research has become something much more: a way to find meaning, connection with others, and hope for the future.
Josh’s life changed when he was diagnosed with cancer as a teenager, and it changed again when his family moved to the northern town of Elliot Lake. The move took him six hours away from his friends, community, and medical care. Josh shared that it was difficult to make friends while also navigating the effects of his treatment as an older teenager. Although he was no longer on active treatment, he described the additional stress of having to travel back south to attend his follow-up appointments.
Attending university gave him a way to get back to his home community, but it came with new challenges, including navigating which supports and accommodations he needed to be academically successful. Josh expressed gratitude for his School and Work Transitions Counsellor, who validated his experiences and helped guide him through the system. While in school, he volunteered with the Brain Tumour Foundation of Canada and joined a local support group. Eventually, he started leading some of these groups. It was here that a professional suggested he look into the field of social work.
Although research was not what he originally envisioned for his life, he found himself enjoying the mandatory research class in his third year of his undergraduate degree. He got connected with the Canadian Association of Psychosocial Oncology. Around that time, he also began to struggle with the demands of his school placement. Unfortunately, the workload couldn't be reduced to accommodate his needs. But hope returned when a professor invited him to join a research project to complete his placement credit. Josh has been involved in research ever since, and he shared that it allowed him the flexibility to work at his own pace.
"Together is the only way to make it better."
Fast forward several years: Josh is now back in Northern Ontario, pursuing his PhD at Laurentian University. Two years in, he’s currently recruiting participants for his study, which explores the follow-up care experiences and evolving sense of identity among adult survivors of childhood cancer living in the north. Through this work, he hopes to highlight not just the challenges of accessing medical care, cancer-specific programs, and peer support—but also the limited awareness many survivors have of these services.
A key goal of Josh’s research is to help healthcare providers better understand the realities of survivorship in Northern Ontario, where geography, travel distances, and infrastructure can have a major impact on care and quality of life. Ultimately, he hopes his findings will improve support for the next generation of survivors.
Because this is a qualitative study, Josh is collecting stories—not numbers. He emphasized that he isn’t just tracking how many follow-up appointments someone attends. What makes his research special is the way it focuses on the full person. Josh wants to understand people’s day-to-day experience of wellness—mental, social, and emotional—as it relates to survivorship in the north.
Josh noted that young adulthood is often viewed as a time of health and freedom. But his cancer diagnosis complicated this stage of life. He spent his early adulthood attending medical appointments and learning to accept the changes to his brain and body that treatment had brought. Like many survivors, Josh said he struggled with self-esteem and identity. Connecting with other survivors—people who “get it”—helped him feel less alone and more anchored in community. He cited the first POGO conference he attended, as well as the S2S group, as especially meaningful. He also spoke to the unique experience of being diagnosed as a child versus as an adult.
Now, Josh hopes his research can help extend that sense of connection to other survivors living in the north. Whether it’s connection to people or to services, he wants to understand how survivors are taking care of their whole selves in adulthood—and where the gaps might be. Josh wants people to know that every story matters. Even if your experience feels small, it’s still a piece of the larger puzzle he’s trying to complete. And if you’ve ever done a puzzle, you know how important every last piece is.
By participating in Josh’s research, you can help complete the picture of what life is like for adult survivors of childhood cancer in Northern Ontario—including their experiences with aftercare—and contribute to improving long-term supports for future survivors.
If you’re interested in participating and live in Northern Ontario, Josh encourages you to email him directly at jmcgonegal1@laurentian.ca. The study involves signing a consent form and completing a virtual interview, which takes about an hour. Josh is happy to make accommodations to help ensure the interview is accessible and successful. As a thank-you, participants will receive an Amazon gift card. And as with any study, you’re free to withdraw at any time.
Being an adult survivor of childhood cancer is a unique experience, and living in northern Ontario adds another layer to this. If you are eligible, please consider sharing your story with Josh so he can put together a picture of what aftercare looks like in this area.
As Josh states “Together is the only way to make it better.”
Counsellor, POGO Transitions Program
Inked Warrior – My Healing Story
Author: Glenda Gilbert
My name is Glennda Gilbert, and I am a three-time cancer warrior! My cancer journey began when I was diagnosed with osteogenic sarcoma at 13. I now live with metal from my hip to my knee in my right leg.
Much later, doctors discovered I have a rare genetic mutation called MUTYH, which increases my risk of certain cancers. In my 30s, I was diagnosed with schwannoma, and later, clear cell carcinoma.
Nothing has healed my broken spirit the way my ink has
After recovering from those cancers and treatment, moving forward required not just medical monitoring, but internal healing, too. I’ve done both yearly tests and counselling for PTSD. Defying all odds has left scars which I’ve learned to live with. One way I have found helpful for my healing is my tattoos.
I didn’t start getting tattoos until my mid- to late-thirties. I was never someone who wore dresses or makeup, and never really felt like I belonged. My tattoos have given me a path to closure, healing, and helped me figure out who I am. They have helped me add colour to a dark world. They are a way of talking without talking, they are my amour and my storybook on my skin.
My tattoos show my story of lost loved ones, pride in progress and beauty in the darkness I never thought would pass. These are my favourites:
- Zombie on my back (not pictured) represents my experience with both hospital food and chemo.
- Crests on my chest for each of my parents, who did their best to help me through my first battle. (My other two cancer battles I kept to myself as my family had faced enough.)
- Alice in Wonderland on my leg. This was my favourite childhood story. Sometimes we need to escape reality, even if for a short time.
- Firecracker on my arm. This speaks for itself!
- The lantern on my neck shows the light in the darkness of the storm. I’ve been walking in a storm my whole life, but in any storm, light can break through.
Nothing has healed my broken spirit the way my ink has. It has made me feel brave, beautiful and powerful. This is my story, worn for all to see. It’s a pleasure to meet all of you.
STAY WARRIOR STRONG!
*Glennda has worked with London, Ontario, tattoo artist Dave Schultz since the beginning of her journey. She has also come in top 10 and top 2 in her category for Inked Magazine’s contest for the past two years.
Friendships Through it All
Author: Patrick Evans
I was just 15, living a pretty average teenage life. I played sports. I was lucky to have a great group of friends who made everything better, and that became even more apparent with what was about to happen next.
When we got that call from the hospital, my stomach dropped. Even before the doctor got to the point, I was already panicking, wondering what my next few months would look like. I was told I had been diagnosed with Stage 2 Hodgkin lymphoma, a rare type of blood cancer that primarily affects the lymphatic system.
I knew I wasn’t doing this alone...
Hearing the word “cancer” out loud felt unreal. I didn’t know if I was going to be okay, how serious it was, or how my life would change. On top of this, it was May, a month before school ended and my friends and I had plans for parties, camping, bike rides, and staying out late. It was supposed to be the best summer ever. Instead, it felt like it was about to be the worst.
After that, things moved very quickly. I was going to the hospital almost every day. The first month was brutal. I was tired and didn’t even feel like myself anymore. Thankfully, there was one thing that kept me going.
My birthday was coming up. My hair had already started falling out, and it was stressing me out more than I thought it would. I decided to take control and buzz it off, but what happened next changed everything.
A few of my friends showed up to surprise me for my birthday. That alone made my day. But then they all took off their hats—and every one of them had shaved their heads too. I was speechless. It brought me to tears because for the first time in a while, I felt genuinely happy.
From that day on, something changed in me. My spirit and sense of hope were higher than ever. I still had tough days, but I had this new kind of energy in me. I knew I wasn’t doing this alone, and that made all the difference.
During treatment, my friends helped bring back some much-needed normality to my life. There were even nights when I forgot I was sick. Those moments were everything to me. When I think back on that summer, yeah, I remember the chemo, the needles, and the exhaustion, but more than that, I remember those nights with my friends. That’s what I believe helped me get through it all.
Looking back now, I don’t just see cancer. I see my friends stepping up in a way I’ll never forget. I see a version of myself who kept showing up every day, even when it was hard. I see how love and loyalty can help you through the darkest times. What I went through changed me. But it also showed me just how powerful friendship can be.
And honestly, I think that’s what saved me.
On the Tip of the Toes Adventure: A Journey of Healing and Connection
Author: Holley Stuart
Diagnosis: Lymphocyte-predominant Hodgkin lymphoma
Age of diagnosis: 16
In May 2025, I embarked on a unique adventure hosted by the On the Tip of the Toes (Sur la Pointe des Pieds) Foundation, which has been offering therapeutic adventures to young people living with cancer since 1996. Each year, they organize several expeditions designed to support healing the mind, heart, and soul.
I had the privilege of participating in the 79th expedition, a four-day, off-grid canoe trip on the Poisson Blanc (White Fish) Reservoir in Quebec. Our group hailed from various parts of Canada: six from Quebec, one from Alberta, one from British Columbia, and me from Ontario. This bilingual (English/French) voyageur canoe trip included nine participants and nine expedition team members who made the experience unforgettable.
This adventure was truly transformative
The expedition team members took care of every detail, including delicious meals, proper campsites, transportation for our belongings, and the necessary medical support. They also blogged our adventures and supported our mental health by encouraging us to share and listen to each other, as well as giving us time to journal.
Before the trip, my emotions were on a rollercoaster—excited, nervous, and unsure of what to expect. The experience was also phone-free, which in this day and age is hard when our phones are always with us. But without our devices to distract us, we were able to truly connect with each other and the world around us. My adventure began on a Wednesday, when I took my first airplane trip without my family to meet my team, people whom, up until that point, I had only met online. Thursday morning, we headed to base camp to prep our belongings with the items provided by the organization. Over the next few days, we shared our cancer journeys, learned about each other's interests, joked, sang (a lot), and played games.
The Poisson Blanc Reservoir is breathtaking with calm, dark waters and hilly mountains covered in various shades of green. The reservoir is dotted with numerous small islands, some of which are campsites, while others remain untouched. The view seemed to stretch for kilometers.
During the day, we canoed the reservoir to our lunch location and then to our evening campsite. Some highlights: singing songs in the boat, tossing the ball around at lunch, waking up others to the song “Hotel California," and engaging in many conversations. At night, we enjoyed campfires, playing the Loup-Garou game and reflecting on our day.
This adventure was truly transformative. I highly recommend it to others seeking a unique and healing experience.
