Norman's adventure: It all begins with a tiny canoe named Norman. Once upon a time, there was a canoe named Norman. Since he was a little canoe, he had a dream: His dream was to fly. Everyone thought it was crazy. One day, he got sick of being laughed at, so......every night after going to canoe school, he started working on a jet pack. Early in the morning, he set off on his mission. 3:00 am. The wind was getting fierce. The water was getting strong. 9:00 am. It was light out in the day. He was buried on a beach. A kid about 9 or 10 years old read my sign. It said: "Please put me back in the water. I am Norman." 25 days passed. He went past the Red River, through Winnipeg. In Winnipeg, a little girl brought me to Hudson Bay. I made it to the Atlantic Ocean. My dream was to fly, but I did something even better. This journey has been the best months of my life. I'm free of getting made fun of. I'm free to living my life. I am Norman.