I was amongst my people last week. I was in Kenora for a conference and the presenters were all doctors from Toronto. My kind. People from Kenora call us, get this...'Tobans. I have acculturated, or become more accustomed to Manitoban ways reluctantly. But love being amongst 'my people.'
There is a more conservative, reserved feeling here. And, unlike living in amongst millions, you have to be cautious about what you say, because you may be talking to someone's relative. In fact, in all likelihood, you will be talking to someone who is connected to someone in your community. This is not my strong point. I tend to think in urban terms, and don't remember the family tree stuff very well. In fact, the kids will have to be careful who they date. You know, the whole genetic pool thing. Can you believe it?
I went in the ditch again on Monday, and had to be rescued. Adventures on the prairies. Somedays, a subway ride sounds really comforting and simple.
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