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Saturday, October 29, 2011

Trip to Eastern Townships on Thanksgiving Weekend

Mohammed, Dechen, Esmael and Maria in the vineyard
A group of Scholars that stayed in Montréal during the Thanksgiving weekend went on a fascinating one day trip to the Eastern Townships. We left Sauvé House on Sunday morning and our first destination was Knowlton, a truly picturesque village located about 100 kilometers away from Montréal. This village has been described as “one of the prettiest towns in Québec”.

Dechen, Yimin, Maria, Simangele, Esmael, Ethan and Mohammed at Mont Sutton.


On our way there, we were delighted with a beautiful landscape dominated by the foliage of trees. It was a real pleasure. We arrived Knowlton past noon, and we walked around its beautiful streets, boutiques and country inns. We later had lunch at a restaurant where we didn’t have a very pleasant experience due to the excessive waiting time and bad service, but it was all part of the adventure. We were later treated with exquisite ginger homemade cookies. After a short view of the beautiful lake, we continued our journey towards Sutton, through the “route de vin”.


Scholars playing with leaves at Mont Sutton
On our way, we stopped at the Vignoble Domaine Bresee. There, we had a great time walking in the vineyards and trying different types of grapes: they were all delicious! We later had a wine tasting experience of five types of wines produced by the winery, and enjoyed the very gentle attention of the owners of the place. Finally, we headed towards our final destination: Sutton. As it was already getting a little late, we had a quick tour of the city and directly headed to Mont Sutton, a very popular snow station during the winter. We climbed the mountain and had a great time taking photographs and playing with the colored leaves. After our tour of the mountain, we decided to head back towards Montréal after a wonderful day in the Eastern Townships. It was a delightful experience for all of us!

Apple Picking Adventure: Sweet & Sour Experience!


It was the 10th of October 2011, the Canadian Thanksgiving Day. Apple picking was on the agenda for the day. We left the warmth of our home in Montreal, the Sauve House, at about quarter to 10 am. The weather was beautiful, warm and sunny. Perfect day for apple picking!

Maria,Dechen,Simangele,Esmael and Stephanie
It was an exciting day. For some, it was their first apple picking experience. Not for me. Apples are found in abundance in Bhutan. That did not, however, make me any less excited. 

But we had no idea what the day had in store for us at the apple orchard. We knew for sure as we left the house in the morning that we will return with lots of apples.That some of the apples will be used to make pie for our Thanksgiving dinner. And of course it was going to be fun.

Esmael with one of his many poses!
After more than an hour on the road, we arrived at the orchard. Soon, we busied ourselves eating, picking apples and taking pictures. The usual photo suspects from the Sauve house were on the loose. Yimin and Stephanie busy clicking away and Esmael as usual making sure that he is in every photo with different poses.
Mohammed and the apple tree



And then Mohammed, the unbelievable Mohammed, climbed one of the trees. He shook the tree and a shower of apples fell, which was punctuated by roar and shrieks of our laughter.

It was when he shook the apple tree for the second time that a man came running and shouting. Suddenly all hell broke loose. The man was furious. We became the center of attraction. All eyes were on us as the man  yelled at Mohammed in French. Well, we were not prepared for this.
He wanted us to pick all the apples on the ground and pay for it. And then he left. Within minutes, another man showed up.

Man: How is it going? 
Us:  Good.
Man:  Do you want to leave? 
Us: Yes.
Man: Would you like to walk back or get on my truck ?  
Us: We will walk. 
Man: How about you get on my truck? 
Us: Fine.
And then we got into his truck. 

“I think we are being thrown out of the orchard,” I whispered to Simangele as we made our way to the truck. “Maybe... I don’t know,” was her response.  And I was right. We were being kicked out.

The man dropped us where we had our car parked. “You have to leave right away. The guy who shouted at you at the orchard is the owner and he wants you to leave,” said the man as we got off the truck. And so we left.

I felt so sorry for Stephanie. She had to argue with the men on our behalf. Later that night, the incident dominated our thanksgiving dinner table conversation.

What a day! It was quite an experience! 

Friday, October 28, 2011

Occupy Montreal

My last blog entry was about sleeping in tents in the Canadian wilderness, this one is of tents in the middle of Montreal’s financial district. Yesterday I went to the heart of the Occupy Montreal movement which is taking place in the recently dubbed “la Place du Peuple”, otherwise known as Victoria Square.

A large demonstration of 2,000 people, inspired by Occupy Wall Street, initiated the seizing of public spaces when they protested their discontent on October 15th. Some stayed and have since pitched tents, and even a Mongolian yurt, in the Square. The occupants are sending out the message that they are part of the 99 percent who have been hurt by the economic and political climate since the recession. Together, they will not allow the one percent who benefit continue guide the economic agenda. They are occupying the space non-violently. When I visited yesterday afternoon, I did not feel intimidated or notice any police. In fact, the Montreal authorities installed porta-potties for the demonstrators. The message of the demonstrators strikes me as being multifarious. I met anarchists, environmentalists and saw an Innu sculptor- all of whom had varying goals, but stood united in their desire for change.

The newly created community appeared organized and self-sufficient. There are daily meetings with the general assembly, seminars, a bulletin board to show activities, a library, hospital, kitchen, dish washing station, a clothing and goods exchange and even a “grotte” (cave) for discussions.

Renowned people such as David Suzuki and Maude Barlow have been to the site in its early stages to show their support.

Today, it is 9 degrees Celsius in Montreal. I am curious as to how much longer this occupation will last and whether it will bring greater coherence to the message of the demonstrators.




"This is camping!"

During the September 2-5 Labour Day weekend, all fourteen scholars and two of our friends ventured out of our new home in Montreal to enjoy the Laurentians.

The first night of our trip was a celebration of Esmael, Dechen and Yimin's birthdays. We cooked a large meal and cheered them as they blew the candles on an enormous glob of icing (there must have been cake under there somewhere). We enjoyed night paddling and swimming in the silky smooth, dark lake. Whenever we managed to stop laughing and be silent, we heard the calls of the loon. Paul, who had never heard the call of a loon thought that it sounded like a wolf.

On the second morning, we found ourselves under the epicentre of a giant thunderstorm! We bonded by keeping warm in tiny tents for several hours while others ventured into the downpour to make breakfast and keep the fire going. We worked together to take down the tents and paddle energetically back to our dry home. The thought of the storm returning must have provided the impetus!

We started our nine months together with a trip that formed deep friendships and gave the assurance that our cohort enjoys great synergy and trust. Spending two days away from the city was a great way to experience what is at the heart of almost every Canadian: freedom and a love for the great outdoors.

Birthday boys and girl- Yimin, Esmael, Dechen


Night paddle- Paul, Maria, Esmael, Josh

Laughter on the dock- Charlotte, Mohammed, Esmael, Maria

Frederik, Mohammed, Simangele, Paul with the canoes


On the dock- Simangele, Charlotte, Dechen, Paul, Josh, Esmael, Mohammed, Fred




A Complex Prime Minister

It is not every day a regular Canadian like myself has a chance to meet a past Prime Minister. When I learned that Brian Mulroney was coming to the house, I was excited and interested. Past PM Mulroney isn’t a character without controversy, and his record in power is one that is complex. He wasn’t always a popular person. As I prepared for his visit, I read part of his autobiography. I found his story to be rooted in a strong conviction for Canada and the belief that certain things were right.

His presentation reflected this clearly. He was a compelling orator and spoke simply and clearly about the need for transformational leaders. The need for leaders to step up and take decisions that are not necessarily popular but are visionary and essential. Though he focused on leaders other than himself, sharing the story of our first Prime Minister Sir John A. MacDonald, his speech seemed to validate the numerous difficult and important decisions he made. Maybe best known for getting NAFTA signed and implementing the GST (which were important economic decisions but didn’t help his popularity in Canada), he also lead a strong stand against Apartheid and in getting aid to Ethiopia. He had to fight with other world leaders on this stand, but he put Canada on the world map for being a voice against oppression. Personally, I enjoyed meeting Brian Mulroney and getting to see a bit more of his strong beliefs and nuanced character.

Thursday, October 20, 2011

Canada Dinner

Simangele Mabena

A traditional Canadian Dinner? What’s that? These are the questions non-Canadian friends asked me (and truth be told, some Canadian friends too!). 

With four Canadians at the helm of the cooking, it was sure to be a feast of note. The first thing I noticed in the kitchen that Friday morning was the amount of chopped vegetables on the counter. The vegetarian in me skipped a beat…Vegetables! The most astonishing thing was the orange and red AND yellow carrots! Who knew? 

Josh and Jeeshan working on the duck
 Now cooking for close to twenty people is a challenge in itself, even for four people, so a few of us helped out in the kitchen cooking meals that were foreign to us. I know they say many cooks spoil the broth, but it was awesome having four head chefs with a group of sous chefs on hand! The feast prepared was worth all the hours of preparation – the scholars and guests were in for a treat. 


Before the festivities began, we went about preparing the dining area by decorating it with the Canadian flag, red and white table decorations and, thanks to Stephanie, Canadian and Quebec flag tattoos. It was quite a sight, seeing groups of people huddles around each other helping to put tattoos on faces, hands and arms in celebrating the Canadian Night. 

By the time it was time to eat, we were greeted by roast duck; salmon with maple syrup, stuffed peppers, stuffing, and salads…it was a feast indeed! 
After everyone had had a plateful, it was wonderful to hearing interesting Canadian historical facts from the Sauvé Scholars Board Member, Nancy Wright. 
 The evening continued with the scholars exchanging thoughts about Canada. Some interesting (and funny) things that came up in describing Canada:
·         Cold,   -30degrees,  Safe,  Maple leaf, Maple Syrup, Eh!, Polite, Celine Dion, Hockey,  Moose.


A Canadian feast would not be complete without dessert and was it a showstopper! The selection of apple crumble, angel food cake with strawberries in the shape of a maple leaf, parfait and the all-important pumpkin pie was a great end to the evening. Needless to say, everyone nearly rolled home as a result of eating so much food but it was a fun night for everyone. Here’s the next National Dinner!


                                              Canadian Dinner in Pictures!
Simangele helping decorate Yimin's face with Canadian flag tattoos


Esmeal (with Charlotte) displaying tattoos on his face
Truly delicious cake!