Trip To Gaspé

Before i start on my trip to Gaspé this morning, i would like to share a story given to me by Ina, Lars mum. She wrote me an email last week when i could not find any positive or happy thoughts being in Matane during winter...

Ina, i hope you don`t mind me using your email version of the story, my way of saying thank you for caring! :D

The story of Pollyanna has been filmed and there are 3 books about her. They are written in the 20ties I think, but the moral in them are valid even today. I read them as a little girl, but I have used her method all my life and have told about it whenever I thought it could be understand. Once I had a young man in prison who couldn`t see any light ahead and whenever I saw him after that he raised his hand, gave me a smile and shouted: Pollyanna! No one but us knew what that meant, so here it is:

Pollyanna is a little girl, living in Africa with her parents, who were preaching the word of Lord Jesus. The parents die in a car accident and P. are sent back to England to live with an old aunt, who knew nothing about childrens need and grief. The aunt was good to Pollyanna, they lived with the days in strictly rituals, You know breakfast at 8, scool to 12, then I hours sleep, then tea, reading, 1 hours walk to exercise and no variations at all. P. was told not to talk about her parents, not to cry and she was very sad and lonely, no joy at all. Every night she prayed to God as she used to do in Africa and after telling God about her sorrows, praying for good health to the people she knew, she had learned to end every prayer with something to say thanks for. And she couldn`t find anything to be happy about and to thank God for. But anyway she always managed to find something. The first night she thanked God that she only had to eat porridge once a day. The next day something else, very small pleasures but as the time went by she became very good and adventurious in finding “Happy Things”
She was so positive all the time, that her sorrows dimmnissed and as time went by, learned her old aunt to be a happy person too.

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We woke up at 4.30am, picked up Jean-Pierre and headed to Gaspé, 3/4 hours away from Matane for Lars business meeting. It was raining, foggy, but the mountain sights were beautiful, with clouds hanging, windmills, and lake. It was still gray, but i realise, the big rocks had crystal snow coming down and it looks like a fall, a frozen fountain.. beautiful...

It`s 9.30am now, and i am at Gaspé University library, listening to songs from YouTube, typing on my blog and replying emails to friends. They have a wide collection of English books and literature (yes, literature!!!!!.. thank you Lord! )

Ina, i have found the happy things for today, i will let you know what i can find tomorrow on our weekly Friday email.