In 1985, I was in Grade 7 at Nelson Heights Middle School in Cold Lake. We took a field trip to an Edmonton Oilers game and had an opportunity to get autographs afterwards.
—Jennifer Paradis Podhaniuk
Our high school band went on a week-long trip from Dawson Creek, BC, to Vancouver for a band festival. The principal, band teacher and a few others were our chaperones. After only 20 minutes on the road, the bus pulled into an ice cream stand and our teachers bought us all ice creams! The bus ride seemed like a wonderful summer vacation. I managed to sit beside a beautiful girl I had a crush on. She’s now my beautiful wife.
—Ribsy Ludwig
Sleepover at the Royal Tyrrell Museum!
—Christy Amanda
Grade 6 visit to the legislature in the morning, followed by an afternoon at the water park!
— Megan Classy
My favourite as a student was our Grade 7 trip from Dawson Creek to Vancouver. We had a chartered Greyhound bus and about 50 kids. We stayed in the youth hostel on the beach. We visited things like the CBC, Roger’s Sugar, Playland, the aquarium, a Whitecaps game, and we even did a day trip to Victoria! So many amazing experiences!
—Brenda Parker
In Grade 10, we went on a week-long canoe trip in northern Saskatchewan. It was an experience of a lifetime, creating many amazing memories!
—Ariane Taylor Brzoza
Overnight trip to Drumheller in Grade 6. I remember getting all 33 of us into the Little Church at the same time; it was a tight squeeze.
—Melissa Henke-Lambert
A ski trip to a very small ski hill in Saskatchewan with only a T-bar to pull you up. I don’t remember much about the skiing, but the bus ride home with my friends singing “My Heart Will Go On” will live on in my memory forever!
—Dana Johnston
In Grade 6, we travelled two and a half hours to Edmonton for a Chinese trade fair. I think we had been studying China in social at the time. What made the trip so unforgettable, though, was that our bus broke down on the way home. I still remember all of us Grade 6 students out in the ditch beside the highway, treating it like an adventure while the driver tried to figure out what to do. Eventually, we limped our way into Vegreville and waited there for a replacement bus. I can only imagine the stress my Grade 6 teacher must have been feeling. Ironically, I now teach in Vegreville.
—Lisa Salsbury
