Monthly Archives: January 2012

An Alarming Welcome Back

As you might have noticed, there was no blog post last week because I was away on house manager duty. In Katimavik, two people in the house take a week off of their work placements to cook and clean for the others, and last week was my turn. We managed not to poison anyone with our cooking, so I’d like to classify that as a success.

Today is my first day back to work, and, in true Alexandra fashion, simply arriving at work involved alarms, emergency phone calls, and the police.

When I got dropped off at the “Them Days” building this morning, I unlocked the door and went to type in the passcode to disable the security system. Unfortunately, me being who I am, I must have remembered the code wrong, because suddenly there was clanging alarms ringing all around me! I spent the next ten minutes alternatively on the phone with the security company and sitting in the foyer with headphones on, waiting for someone else to arrive and enter the code properly to turn off the infernal noise around me.

Eventually, Patricia showed up during one of the sporadic moments of calm (the alarm, although I was unable to figure out how to disable it, seemed to take a few minutes of silence every so often, like a child on a crying jag who needed to breathe for a moment to recharge) and was able to shut off the alarm before it exploded into noise again. In relief, I removed the headphones, went outside to shovel, and was met by a police officer. He had come in response to the alarm going off, so I had to explain that it was my stupidity that had caused the confusion. Since I didn’t end up being arrested, I must’ve made some sort of sense, so I suppose that’s something.

Now that I’ve returned to work, I will have to get back into the swing of things here. We’ve got article ideas pouring in and an interview scheduled for tomorrow, much to my excitement, so things are definitely moving and shaking!

Hopefully though, my future days here won’t involve the police.

Live long and prosper,



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Babies, Chocolate, And Oodles of Snow

I woke up this morning from a wonderful dream (something about a castle made of trampolines) to my roommate yelling in my ear about how she had slept in and hadn’t set the alarm and “Alexandra! It’s past 8:00!”

Since I get picked up at 8:00 for work, I was understandably alarmed, and I vaulted myself out of bed (not advisable when you sleep on the top bunk), and raced down the hallway. I was just settling into a sizable panic when someone informed me that, in high school terms, there was a snow day. “Them Days” was closed due to massive amounts of snow. And when I say massive, I don’t mean just snow up to your knees. I mean snow up to your waist. Snow up to your neck. Tons of snow. Oodles of snow.

So I went back to bed and slept for a good three hours more.

Upon waking for the second time that day, which was a substantially more pleasant experience than the first time, I was informed that I needed to get ready because I was getting picked up to go to “Them Days” for the afternoon. So in an hour or so, I found myself in front of the building, shovel in hand, trying to make a dent in the snow covering the steps and the wheelchair ramp. Even with three of us, we couldn’t do much more than to clear enough of a path to get to the door. If anyone with a wheelchair felt like today was the day to make an excursion to “Them Days”, I’m afraid to say that they would not be able to get in.

It almost seems like the world is against us sending out the new issue!

At the start of the week, we received the new issue, 35.4, from our publisher, and we are in the process of trying to get everything ready for them to be released. It’s been a very hectic week so far! I missed work due to being ill on Tuesday, and today we had an entire winter’s worth of snow from my hometown dumped on us, but we are not deterred.

On Wednesday, we spent most of the day stuffing envelopes and organizing things with the new edition.

Note the large box of chocolate sitting on the table. Never let it be said that the people at “Them Days” don’t know how to inspire their workers to work harder!

Our current editor and administrator, Tara and Patricia, are both fairly new to this because they are filling in for the usual people while they are away on maternity leave. Since this is the first time that this team of people has gone through the “mailing out the new issue” process, Aimee and Melanie, the usual editor and administrator, came in to help us out and give us some pointers on what to do!

And with them they brought two guests; our littlest volunteers.

We got to meet Beatrix,

and Carson.

But our work here is not done yet! Hopefully we will be able to have the new issue ready for sale soon. And to help that process along the way, I need to get off this computer and start actually doing something productive.

Live long and prosper,


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The New Kid On The Blog

Hello to everyone out there!

My name is Alexandra, and I am the new Katimavictim–I mean, the new Katimavik volunteer for “Them Days”! This is my second day on the job and already I have proved my vast ineptitude by not understanding how to work a cassette player and by not being able to log onto the blog. Well, since I forgot to make a New Year’s resolution, I can make one now: I resolve to improve and to do my absolute best while working here for the next three months!

As I’m sure anyone with a calendar can tell, I have the privilege of being here in Labrador in the wintertime. The sight of lots of snow is not all that unusual to me, but I have to admit that snow drifts around three times my height are a new thing. However, it’s not an unwelcome thing: Goose Bay is frankly quite gorgeous, what with all of the trees and those mountain-things masquerading as enormous hills.

I come from a little town called Zurich. When I tell people this, they usually get a crease in their brow and a strange expression on their face.

“You live in Switzerland?” they’ll say.

I do not live in Switzerland, much to my dismay. No, the Zurich that I come from is in Ontario. No one seems to have ever heard of it. Apparently, there’s also a Paris, Ontario, and I’m sure that that one causes lots of confusion too.

Zurich, Ontario is a tiny village where the most interesting things are the bowling alley, the library, and the proximity to the lake. From my house, which is actually on a farm outside of the town itself, it is only five kilometres to Lake Huron, close enough for me to bike there. Being near the lake gives us a lot of snow in wintertime, but never quite to the levels of Goose Bay. I grew up with a backyard filled with trees perfect for a scrawny little girl to climb, numerous cars abandoned on the lawn to become home to overgrown plants, and two abandoned sheds that were once home to farm animals but became clubhouses and fortresses to me and my siblings. The village may be a little boring, but that adjective could never be attributed to my house and my home.

I hope that I can find some interesting things to blog about throughout my stay here so that I don’t completely bore the people who might read this. As I am interested in journalism, it is exciting for me to get an opportunity to work in a magazine and see how they run things here! But right now I have to get back to digitizing a cassette tape, so I will see you all another time!

Live long and prosper,


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