Yesterday I went to a lovely place called Black Creek Pioneer Village. At first, I wasn’t sure what to expect but I soon realized that (explained by the name) twas, in fact, a legitimate pioneer village. I was there on a school trip learning about the Rebellion of 1837 so, naturally, all of my friends were bored out of their minds, but, I was fascinated. I’m not really sure why I love history so much: maybe i’m subconsciously following my mother, who has a masters in Medieval history. We’ll never know…..
I Don’t Think He Understands What I Do
Sunday Morning Chill-Out
Shaving lessons down the hallway, deep discussions of tsunamis in here. Life is mighty fine.
At a school BBQ I discovered how the bat impacted all of us
Making the most of the last days of summer.