“Put it on Youtube so they will know us, it will help for the winter.””I don’t know this boy but he is my son too.”
“Mets-le sur YouTube pour que tout le monde puisse nous connaître, ça nous aidera pour l’hiver qui s’en vient.”
“Je ne connais pas ce jeune homme, mais je le vois comme fils tout de même.”
Grandfather went polar bear hunting, there was ice, grandfather had a telescope, he was looking at the polar bear and the bear was sitting on the ice waiting for the seal and he was smart. He went under the ice and took a chunk of ice. The polar bear made a crystal ball that was very shiny. He couldn’t grab the crystal ball so he went diving under the ice. Killed the seal. Sometimes polar bears are smarter than us. Grandfather passed away in 2002. Born in 1921.
Grand-papa est allé faire la chasse à l’ours polaire une fois, il y avait plein de glace partout, Grand-papa avait un télescope, il regardait l’ours polaire qui était assis sur la glace en attendant un phoque, il était très intelligent. Il est allé sous la glace et il s’est emparé d’un morceau. L’ours polaire s’est créé une boule de cristal brillante. Il ne pouvait pas saisir la boule de cristal avec ses pattes, alors il a plongé en-dessous de la glace. Il a tué le phoque. Parfois les ours polaires sont plus intelligents que nous. Grand-papa est décédé en 2002. Né en 1921.
“I saw my picture on the front page of Montreal Gazette the other day. I am very proud to represent the lifestyle I chose. Remember, live one day at a time.”
Wayne has been drawing for about 30 years. He first became interested when he and his grandfather would draw on the beach, a battle between their art and the tides. Wayne has been drawing ever since. Here is a picture of him with an eagle he drew for us.
“What I am holding is an owl that I made with some very soft stone. I go about finding different kinds of stone like Brazilian stone and Serpentine, chop them into pieces and make them in the shelter. Then in the summer I go out during the day to sell my art pieces at Old Port. My Inuit heritage inspires all the things I carve and sell to this day.”
We ran into a man named Ghosa in our last Subs and Socks event. He looked to be in his late 20’s or early 30’s. He was kind enough to share his story with us; he was honest, brave and very caring, though he admitted to being shy surrounded by us. His story goes like this:
Ghosa started taking cocaine, meth and weed, and drinking beer when he was 18 years old. He took drugs because he wanted to look cool and feel more relaxed. Soon he was in debt and could not pay his crack dealers, and they were after him for money. Anything he made he had to pay to the dealers. This is what landed Ghosa on the streets of Montreal.
But he does not feel alone on the streets. While people are often very cold to him, he still meets people and he has people to talk to. “They give me love, I give them love,” he explained. He also thanked us for our concern, saying, “I’m glad you pray for me, I pray for you.” Before he left, food and socks in hand, Ghosa told us, “I may be last, but I am still on your team.”
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