Fitting in just fine in Waskaganish

I love this picture so much, I laughed so hard when I saw it. Check out my new friend Ernest, he's looks like he's 10 feet tall. He's shopping around for a space helmet for his next mission to Vega aboard SS. Goose Grease.

This was totally unauthorized, I had no idea they took this shot. Anyhow, you can tell I'm feeling at home here, when I go to a yard sale.

I'm setting a new record for the amount of new friends I am making in one trip. Here's bunch of new good friends taken at last night’s fire and games night.

On the way back to the hotel last night, I couldn't resist sitting in the back of the pick-up truck. Because I am a "Man-dow" (guest) they wanted me to sit up front since it was cold and raining. It brought great memories of enjoying rides in the back my parents red Ford truck.

Here is Cathy the Cobra and I showing off my money. This activity was geared around our Cree communication skills. If someone is caught speaking English, you can take $20 of their money from them. The person with the most money at the end of the evening wins. Since my Cree vocab is poor, I didn't last too long.

This community is so close to Moose Factory, only about 100 miles or so, and their language is so strong here. Moose Factory should begin looking at communities like Waskaganish as models to regain our Cree language in our youth. There is so much identity in speaking your own language, something many of our young from Moose Factory struggle with.

I must admit, in all of my years of travelling the country, I have never felt so connected with a community. I am having an extra special amazing week.