Jana Morin
Bio
My first passion has been to write. The second passion is to travel. I wonder if I would be able to join those two together and make a new career change in my life? My family is important to me...
Stories (7/0)
Touched by angels
Ever since I can remember, I always wanted to fly. Just my body, floating and flying, moving where ever I wanted to with a thought of my mind, as fast or as slowly as I wanted to. I could do that when ever, where ever I wanted to, in my dreams.....so I thought....
By Jana Morin2 years ago in Futurism
Frozen in time
I started dreaming about a place, along time ago. This was a reoccurring dream that happened hundreds of times. This dream came to me when I was very young. I started dreaming vivid or "Future" dreams when I was 12 years old. This particular reoccurring dream started when I was 15 years old up until I was 45 years old, so 30 years. I didn't know what it meant or it was trying to tell me at the time but now, I have learned so much and now I can understand what it was trying to tell me.
By Jana Morin2 years ago in Families
The Green Mist
The Green Mist Green Light We lived in Winnipeg, Manitoba, that is where I was born in 1971. I remember things that a baby would not normally know. I knew about the hospital where I was born, before I was born. The Misrecordia Hospital, my mom took a bus to go for a doctor appointment as she was pregnant with me, I was still in her belly, but I remember the sights, the sounds of the humming of the bus. I could smell the smoke from a man waiting at the bus stop, at the hospital as my mom got off for her appointment. I could smell the sanitation of the hospital. I heard the voice of her doctor as he spoke to her, I don’t remember what he said before he examined her. He was an older doctor with a soft, gentle voice.
By Jana Morin3 years ago in Fiction
The Wild Bull
The Wild Bull Subtitle – seeing red It was in late July when the Saskatoon berries were full on the trees. The warm summer winds blew the leaves around my feet. My grandmother was the world to me. If she asked me to do something, I would do it without hesitation. My grandmother wanted to make some Saskatoon pies and jams but she ran out of berries. Me and 4 other cousins weren’t doing anything else but playing around the yard. She asked all of us kids to go and pick her some berries. She gave us each an ice cream pail to hold the berries. So we set off to a place in the field, close to our house but we had to cross a field with barbed wire fence to be able to get to the old road where on both sides of the old road, the trees were dripping with nice big juicy Saskatoon berries.
By Jana Morin3 years ago in Fiction
Thunderstorms
When I was a young girl, about 5 years old, I used to be scared of thunderstorms, lighting, mostly thunder and the boom a few minutes after you see the lightning. I would run and hide in a closet or under my blankets until the storm went away. I couldn't sleep during the storms, I was always afraid that the lightning would go on our house and start a fire. It is possible for that to happen.
By Jana Morin3 years ago in Earth
Haunted school
Haunted Schools Muskowekwan First Nation School The school was built in 1932. It was built for the reason to incorporate Native families to have their children put within these school walls and taken away from their families to live there and have an education. Most of the children, Cree and Seaulteaux heritage spoke their language at home. The school was run by the Canadian government and the teachers and facilitator were a priest and nuns sent in by the government and Roman Catholic church.
By Jana Morin3 years ago in Families
