Mar
3rd

I don’t know why this just came into my mind, but I remember this one particular moment when my sister and I went back to Saskatchewan to visit shortly after moving to BC. When we were about 8 or 9, my cousin and I went to our grandparents’ neighbour’s house whom we admired (her name was “Liz” but we called her “Lee”) and gave her this letter opener I bought at Granville Island in Vancouver …just to try to get a peak inside her house (although we ended up not seeing much)!

I remember the giant apple tree in the backyard, and when my grandma would climb up there to pick apples (she was like a monkey! lol). Once she let a bunch of those Native kids from the neighbourhood climb up to pick apples while my cousins, my sister and I watched from the patio. I swear, there were like 30 Natives in the tree. It was so funny, especially when one of them fell down. Lmao. (I’m not trying to sound racist, but it was pretty amusing back then. I use to play with this First Nations girl who lived a couple houses down and shared ice cream with her. She taught me how to jump rope! And one of my good childhood friends was a Cree. ) There was also the giant oak tree in the frontyard, where we would throw things up there to try get it stuck in (sandals, giant paper airplanes, etc). Memories at my grandparents’ house are so pleasant and it makes me feel so happy when I think of them. My cousins are coming here this summer!

My 6th grade birthday party!

Spring formal on Friday! Also have huge Lit and Geo unit exams coming up. Fucking hell!

Added random album up at Captured. Gotta start taking more pictures this month!