December 12, 2008 was the best day of my life, because they told me I was cured, after five years of remission. I’m so happy to finally be able to live a normal life like my friends at school.

Despite the fact that I was sick, I have good memories of the time I spent at Sainte-Justine. Even though I was so young, I remember there were always games and people smiling to make me forget about my sickness. I used to ride up and down the corridors of Sainte-Justine on my tricycle, with my parents following me with the IV bag. I also remember meeting my favourite players from the Canadiens.