Storytelling has been around since the beginning of time, long before prehistoric man could utilize words to tell his stories; he would mime his epic tales of mammoth hunts, to the members of his clan, as they sat around the fire. Young and old would be totally captivated by the sounds and the gestures of the storyteller, as the shadows he created on the walls of the cave, would amplify the magnitude of his exploits. The leaders of these tribes had the power to inspire his people to move mountains.
Do you have any mountains to move?
There's a little girl and a little boy in every adult that can be touched by the facinating magic of storytelling. Being over 200 years old I have been exposed to many events and exploits that have occurred across our beautiful country. I have been a witness to the pleight of our First Nation Peoples. I have been part of history, traveling to far away lands to explore different cultures and traditions. Pick a time in the last two centuries and you can be sure that I was there with the history makers as a friend, a confident, a companion, an associate, a lover and who knows maybe an enemy.
My great adventures started at the age of 13 when I was initiated into the traditional art of hunting…then at 18 I went to work in a lumber camp but the real change in my life happened when I became a ‘'voyageur'' and joined the North West Fur Trading Company at the age of 25…Now I'm still on the road like my nomadic ancestors the anishnabe had done for thousands of years before the Europeans arrived…Yes I'm on the road again…