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Country Homeschool in the City
Oct. 9, 2008
On the Sunny Side of the Street
What beautiful weather October is bringing us! The air definitely has a chill now, but after a dismal summer, this fall has been wonderful - too bad we can't grow corn NOW! First year in eons w/o the corn cash-o-la coming.
A few weeks ago we took our RV (dubbed the Pan Pan Squash) for our first roadtrip in its 1977 splendor. Repairs had to be made on the way, as can be imagined. Fuel leak, sink leak . . . starter problems (nothing a hammer can't fix when in a pinch). I'm thankful DH can do all these things. Although, if he couldn't, we wouldn't have purchased such a beast!
Anyway, we wanted to take the kids up the coast and to see the island where my Grandma grew up and where DH's grandfather had a summer home, ironically enough. I went everywhere I have always been told not to . . . well, okay two places, both reserves. And I found I was related to most of the people on one reserve, not even the band the family was supposed to be part of! An amazing experience to a) go to the band office, b) plunk down a picture taken off another band's site with a picture of my great-grandma and her siblings as children, as well as their dad and have the girl at the desk point to one of the sisters and say, "That's my granny's grandma." I think we both stopped and looked at each other - this meant we were related!
We fondly recount adventures of our newly discovered "Second cousin Larry" and how DH and DS got to ride in a helicopter to see the power plant work going on on reserve land! What a treat! And that all these women are built like my grandma, mom and aunt . . . and they're all the same height too! It's funny, being raised w/o my biological father and his family, I did the standard adoptive child "searching" thing. We learned about this in a course we took about adoption, children will often search for others they look like. Well, when I met my father's family and saw others that shared similar traits, I finally felt a bit settled. Then, at the reserve to look into eyes so my like my own and speak to others that looked so much like my grandma and aunt, well! There was no denying family! Matt even said that as he looked at the women he thought, "I know that hair."
The one that looked most like my aunt asked what traditional food we'd tried. I was tickled to be included! She gave us candied smoked salmon. mmmmmmm. Sooooo good!
Our blessed Pan Pan trip! Not far from home but full of discovery.
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