On Saturday, I was in Belfast at the rink waiting around until my game started. There were a couple kids who were maybe 5 or 6, and they had PEI dirt shirts on that went to their knees, and these baggy windpants. They were trying to throw a hacky sack past each other just as a game. I was watching for a second, and their dad saw me and looked at my coat. The sleeve says goalie on it, so he was like"You're a goalie! Hey guys, she's a real goalie! maybe she'll play with you guys!".
It was a pretty odd, but I couldn't just say no to these kids. (They both had mushroom cuts. They were like Dennis the Menaces) So i played hacky sack goalieing for awhile with them, but I had to go warm up. Before I left, the dad was like "Oh wait! Lets get a picture! What's your name?" and I was like, "uhh.. Becca". So I kneeled down and these two kids were just squeezing me in a hug, and the dad took a couple pictures. They were from Halifax.
It was so weird.
I wish I had someone to rub my back.
Finally got to Jonquiere and I absolutely love it. My family is great. I have two siblings who are 12 and 17, which is pretty decent. The house is pretty nice. I don`t have to share a room which is good, haha. I also have internet access and a pool, so i`m pretty content.
The train ride here was... long haha. I barely slept any of it but I met some wicked people from PEI and around the maritimes. After getting off the train this morning around 6, it ended up that we had to take a school bus for another like 4 hours. ergh. I curled up in my sleeping bag and layed on the seat most of the time.
I start work Monday, which`ll go alright I hope. I don`t really have a problem understanding my family but little french kids scream and speak fast. I guess it`ll be interesting.
I suppose i`ll be off. If I`m allowed putting my camera software on the computer, I shall be posting some pictures over the next 6 weeks. :)