Saturday, March 12th, 2011
This past reading break, I went on a mission trip along with my husband Isaac and fellow classmate Erin Djikema. Well, I don’t know if you can call it a mission trip. We didn’t exactly have a mission. Yet it wasn’t a vacation, either. Whatever it was, it was definitely a learning experience.
With very little information to go on, we decided to tag along with a man named Amos who regularly visits native communities in northern Ontario and Quebec. We piled into Amos’ minivan, and headed north. Our first stops were in small, isolated reserves in Quebec.