After my father cut his thumb I feel guilty so I decided to walk past the school and go to my fathers work sight which I volunteered to take his job.I have decided to go on my first trip but I have left behind the thing I treasure most, my family. I thought I would regret this choice but after I said goodbye to everyone I knew it was the right choice for me and for my family.
The first couple days were really rough and my hands are still extremely blistered but I have to settle through the hard times. A duck was killed for supper and we had duck soup with corn and pork. I have already been made fun of and the other voyageurs tricked me and put musket balls in my pack which weighed the same as two normal packs. We also passed St. Anne's Church and left a donation in memory.