I was exhausted when I woke up. It had been
a really late night and people desided to sing happy birthday at 6:30 am for
Jasmine. We re-packed everything and ate brecfast. I was still really tired at
7:00 when we left. We walked to a museum and it felt like we were walking
forever. Everyone had giant bags (except ben; he had a little weeliy bag.) and
we didn’t stop. I triped and my camera brokeL We got there so fast that we had a half hour to
kill. I slept and worked on reflections. It was kindof cold that morning. There
was frost on the ground and I was chilly. But of corse, it could’ve been a lot
worse. So, so much worse.
Once we got the go ahead, we put our bags
in the ampetheater and we were placed into pairs. I was with Sydney and we had
to find as many facts as possible in the hour timeslot. I was really interested
how women in the first nations tribes really lost a lot of status when the
Europeans came. I also really enjoyed the social justice display. After we
walked back to the theater, we were put into groups to display the three
questions of greenwood (what has happened here, what is happening here, what
should happen here.) I was in a group with Zoe, Conner, Lexie ,Sydney, and
Emanuel. We did a skit on what happened here and we re-told batosh. We all presented on stage and every one was
really good at acting. Well, at least, everyone was really funny while acting.
After we left, Jasmine handed out birthday cupcakes. They were chocolait with
pink iceing and pink sprinkles and it was delicious. Then, we trekked all the
way to the saskatuwan sports hall of fame. To be honest, I didn’t enjoy it as
much just because of my indifference to sports. However, I can really see how
others would enjoy it. We had a debate about which sport was better and a
discussion about inclusion in all sports. Then, we composed team cheers and
began walking to mosaic.
We walked through a really grungy
industrial part of the city. It smelt greatly of tobacco and motor oil. I think
that this was the area deemed the most dangeorous in Canada. But, I never felt
unsafe. Sure, it was somewhat unpleasant to walk down just because it was an
industrial area with trees few and far between but other than the smell and
lack of parks, it wasn’t so bad. It was cold though. After my disastorous
attemps to layer up the other day, I desided I didn’t need layers. So by the
time we arrived at mosaic stadium, I was shivering and recoiling into my parka.
Once we got there, I was excited to go
inside. But, we walked around the entire stadium and sat down to wait for our
tour guide. It felt like forever in which we sat on the freezing wall. People
came and left for their various reasons and we waited. Some time during the
sitting and the freezing, we presented our team cheer. I could not remember any
of it for the life of me so I kinda shuffled around and moved my mouth hopping
people wouldn’t notice.
A bit latter, our tour guide came to show us
around. He talked about the history of the field and the riders new field that
was being built. I thought it seemed like a waste to simply knock down the
stadium and to just build a new one. It’s a lot of monny that could really be
used for something useful. We played around on the field and then we left to a
small field that had a lot of garbage and portapoties. There, we reinacted how
the riders felt when they won the grey cup. But soon, we walked to the school.
At the school, we set up camp and ate. It
was nice and warm in the school and I was really excited to eat. It had been a
really long day and I think everyone was hungry. I know I was. My chick pea
salad didn’t keep as good as my lasagnia but at that point, I would’ve eaten
anything. At this point, it was barely 6 o’clock and I was ready to go to
sleap. But we still had our Olympics to do. But then, we were told that our
Olympics were going to be canceled because someone else was using the space. I
was totally ok with this because most people probably would’ve been too tired
to enjoy them anyways. But I felt really bad for Vaheed. He apparently stayed
up until 2 am the night before the trip to prepare everything. It was one of
the things, if not the thing he was looking forward to the most.
During supper, I had a migraine, which now
that I think about it was probably from lack of water intake. Everyone was
working on their journals and it kindof made it difficult to concentraight. I
learnt to really double check that you brought advil and to drink more watter.
Despite this, I accomplished a large amount of journal writing and I finished
organizing my three mini journals into one.
Suddenly, Nico walked in and jesterd to
me to come. I knew instantly that something had happened between our Makenzie
group. Tentions had been high for days and I knew that something was going to
happen between the five of us. We walked into the gym and everyone involved was
there. Maddie gave me a re-assuring smile and I enterd.
I won’t get into spesifics. I only held a
small part in this argument and something’s aren’t mine to tell. But I will
tell you this, Dustin was really good at the talking things out part. I think
that if our old teacher tried that, it would end in shouting match. But Dustin,
I don’t know if it’s just his way of putting things or his commercial announcer
voice but somehow he seems like he would be a good councler. I was really glad
that Dustin and Mel realized how toxic the situation had gotten because
everyday on the bus was awkward and horrible. And getting to school used to be
one of my favorite times of the day but lately I had begun to dread it. I
really hope that this will resolve everything.
I walked into the class and put in some
good journaling time. I was really glad that we were given that time because
otherwise I doubt I could’ve finished off my journal. Dustin and Mel came back
into the class room and called us all in. We started talking about not prying
into other peoples business before switching notes totally and talking about
our favorite stories from this trip. I laughed so hard I couldn’t breath when
Mel imitated ben with his roller bag and his lamma.
I laghed harder than I ever have before.
We talked for about two hours. Two hours of laghter, fun times and memories.A
lot of people went to sleap immediately afterwards however, myself and several
other girls went into a stairwell and worked on our journals for several hours.
We stayed out until around 12 pm upon which time most girls went to bed. I
stayed up for a while afterwards to attempt to finnish off my first day. Then I
headed back to our room.
I laid down to sleap before I was greated
with a familiar sound, infact it was one I preformed. It was one of the songs
that the east-side afterschool band played for their final concert. Maddie was
in this band with me and that was who was singing. Now, this isn’t your soft
faint mumble, it was full on belting at the top of her lungs. Of corse only the
French horn portion though. So there were parts with stacatos only and weird,
un-cordinated parts. But she sung them all in concert order and everything. I
was really impressed. I listened for a while but then I headed over to try and
convice her sleaping self that she shouldn’t sing tonight. Or at least quiet,
non stage band songs. I silently crawled over to her and whisperd “Maddie?” To
which she replied with repeating Charlees name over and over again. Then she
went through the class, occasionally calling people by nicknames or saying book
titles between names. A few girls saw what I was doing and came over to help.
We talked to her and she mentioned pelicans and mentioned once upon a time a
few times. So I kindof desided at least that’s quieter that stage band. So, I
said goodnight, and she began repeating Coulson (My nickname). So as she
mumbled away, girls slowly left her side and before long, Maddie was silent.
then she started singing again.