1) First things First: What is Katimavik? Click Here
2) My Reasons for Choosing Katimavik. Click Here
3) Oh the places I would go: My three communities and beyond. Click Here
4) My Katimavik Group: Randomly-Selected Brothers and Sisters (below)
5) But what did we do all day? My three wonderful work placements Click Here
4) My Katimavik Group: Randomly-Selected Brothers and Sisters
To say we were all different would be an indisputable understatement. We were not only different, some of us were polar opposites. Yohan was an anarchist, atheist, self-proclaimed punk from gritty Montreal, QC; Jon was a devout Christian and the proud owner of a pet goat in his hometown of boat-studded Lunenburg, NS. Courtenay was a feminist vegan from the lovely island of Victoria, BC; Ian was a smooth-talking meat-lover from our nation’s capital.
We started out as complete strangers forced to live in close quarters. In our first house in Leduc, all six girls lived in one room with three bunk beds. The five guys (who had two rooms between them) laughed at us then…but stopped laughing when they had to share an even smaller room in our even smaller St. Jovite house in the next rotation. It was compromise or bust.
For any given characteristic I might isolate, there were at least two people in the house who stood at either pole. There were introverts and extroverts, Francophones and Anglophones, conservatives and liberals, neat-freaks and pack-rats, city slickers and small-town kids. Still, to be fair, there was usually a continuum: shades of grey along which to have countless meetings about empathy.
You probably assume that we wanted to kill each other.