I live with my Mother, Father, and sister. I am running away because my Father is a minister and he wants me to be one too, just like every other man in the family.
My first day of paddling and I feel like I'm gonna die. I have blisters on both my my hands. My crew members are evil, they tease, yell, and smoke it's gross! I miss my family so much.
Today my crew decided to run the rapids. Every bump we hit it made more water splash into the canoe. I was screaming the whole time, my crew told me I was a baby.
The water was furious, we set out across the middle. I wanted to stay by the shore where it would be easier to paddle but my crew told me I didn't know anything about canoes.
I thought we would't ever get to Grand Portage. I was thrilled to see the little log cabin. My blisters are burning. I just want to go home.
I am returning to Lachine because I feel dead, I might sign on again next year when I am stronger. Being a voyageur was very, very hard, the food tastes like nothing, but I liked paddling. Next year I think I'm going to bring a blanket because it is so cold.