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June 12, 2006

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Ron hard at work at the Bloomfield Centre

This story was written by Ron Farrell, from Halifax, Nova Scotia. Ron has been a dedicated student of the Bloomfield Literacy Program since he started and puts a great effort forward in everything he does. He is looking forward to his further training and his future career in Marine Engine repair.

Moose Hunting

by Ron Farrell

When I was 18 years old I went moose hunting with my Dad. For the first time in my life I had a moose license. When we went into the woods to hunt we had to carry an axe, knife and rifle. We also had to carry a week’s worth of food. We had to put up a tent to sleep in for a week. We camped by the lake where you could see the moose come and go to the woods. When I got my chance I killed my first moose. It had about 27 points on its antlers. That was the biggest bull moose I had ever seen. I felt good about it because it was my first moose I killed in my lifetime. The meat that came from the moose was going to last for the winter. In the woods we had to cut the moose up in quarters. We had to make 4 trips to carry the meat out of the woods. We had to take down the camp before we went home.

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