Prince Albert Voice
I recently became reacquainted with an old friend from college when I attended a beading class one chilly night in January. My instructor, Barb Morin, originally hails from Weyakwin and Prince Albert has been her home for over thirty years. If you recognize her name, it might be due to her job as a teacher/mentor at Carlton and Saskatchewan Rivers School Division. But soon, I think she will be best known for her traditional Indigenous art that is taking provincial, national and international attention.
As the holiday season passes and each of us returns to our regular routines, I find myself missing the spontaneous greetings from strangers, the casual good natured waving as one driver passes another in the hustle and bustle of frazzled people looking for empty spaces in snow filled parking lots and the warm smiles that seem to be pasted on most faces during late December and early January. It is easy to be kind when we hear an old man with a grey beard is checking a list for who is naughty or nice and there’s a lump of coal for those who fall short in being kind. But what are we doing the other eleven months of the year? I decided to take a look at Prince Albert to see if I can spot random acts of kindness any time of the year.