Today is Canadian Thanksgiving. I asked a couple Canadians that I know about the origins of Canadian Thanksgiving and got some vague answer about harvest-time and being thankful for food or something. Then they admitted it was mainly a excuse to eat. We had turkey for dinner and all the Canadians sat together to eat.
Afterwards, I went to the Hope Center with a bunch of other people. The Hope Center is where all the post-OP patients and patients that live far away stay at. It is right up the road from the dock where the ship is. It also houses the dental clinic. My two of my cabin-mates did a quick puppet show (I just held up the sheet that covered the performers), and then we all spent a lot of time taking photos.
The patients at the Hope Center are used to having their picture taken, and if they see you have a camera will demand that you 'snap' them (quite a difference from the people in the rest of town!). "Where is your snapper?" a girl asked me. "I want a snap!" I managed to get away with only taking a couple and then quickly put my camera away, but one of my cabin-mates got stuck taking photos for fifteen minutes straight.
The children at the Hope Center are very aggressive and will fight the others if they think you are paying too much attention to anyone else besides them. However they can be very sweet as well. I met a little girl today who was maybe three years old. She had a cleft lip and couldn't really talk, but she came up to me and just started dancing with me. We danced until I had to leave.
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