This morning we said good-bye to Sheila at Al’s Place. She is one busy woman! I don’t think I ever saw her sit down. She runs the restaurant, and when it’s closed she’s busy making up rooms. She was a wonderful lady, and I was happy to get to know her.
Mark and Tyler flew us to Wollaston Lake. The scenery was amazing. It looks like you can see the gouges left behind my glaciers. I don’t know if that’s what it is, but it sure looks that way to me.
We also flew over a mine – but I don’t know which one it was.
I was supposed to visit the elementary school in the morning and the high school in the afternoon. However, the high school somehow didn’t know I was coming and had something else going on, so I did two readings at the elementary school instead. The kids were good, except for one group that was starting to get a little rangy until their teacher returned. Then it was better.
I was showing one group how a book is put together by the printer. I’d shown them how the pages were printed and assembled, and asked then what was missing from the model book I was showing them – looking for “the cover” for the answer. The conversation went something like this:
“What’s missing from this book?”
“But remember I told you I couldn’t draw and that you had to imagine there were pictures. What else is missing?”
“Okay, where would you see the colours?”
“In the pictures!”
At this point I picked up a hardcover book off the shelf and said, “What does this book have that our book doesn’t have?”
“Okay, and where would you find the title?”
“On top of what?”
Ya gotta love ’em. 🙂 (They did get it eventually.)
We caught our last plane of the trip – a 9-passenger King Air on a scheduled flight – back to La Ronge.
Kathy and I met Harriet for supper at Kostas and then I was dropped off at the same hotel I’d stayed at Sunday night – the Harbour Inn.
I used to think of La Ronge as being in the “north”. Not so much now. I guess it’s more like the south of the north. 🙂