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February 18, 2002

The following poem was written by Nora Cheekinew, from Saskatoon, Saskatchewan. Nora is 26 years young and the oldest of three girls. She was born in Saskatoon and has lived there for a good part of her life. She has no children, but her two sisters' children are special to her like they were her own. She went to Wisconsin in the summer of 2000 to work at a summer gymnastics camp for kids seven to seventeen. After she graduates, Nora would like to take the Special Care Aide program. She would like to dedicate this poem to her dear friend in Montana, Jason Clos.

Familiar Stranger

by Nora Cheekinew

The moment I laid eyes on him,
I knew I had seen him before.
As he walked around,
I could not help but stare.

A very handsome man,
Nothing threatening about him.
He starts towards me,
I'm getting butterflies!

What do I do?
What do I say?
He's not coming to talk to me?
I say to myself, as I turn away.

Feeling his warm touch on my shoulder,
Sends shivers down my spine.
Jokingly I say,
"Hello stranger, where have you been all my life?"
Calm and cool he replies,
"Why, looking for you!"
As he takes my hand in his and leads me to the door.

[This story was taken with permission, from an anthology of stories, poetry and other works by students of Basic Education 10, SIAST Kelsey Campus, entitled VISIONS 13, page 35.]

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