I hope I see a forest of thriving trees, filled with scents of pine. As I began my journey, I thought of all the dangers that might overcome me, but I never thought of all the scents and wonders. I hope I see a white polar bear, staring at me, a little canoe hoping to get to Hudson Bay. I will look at him with a brave face, and say "Let me pass," and he will let me pass. I hope I see some swimming fish, with all their beautiful colors. I hope I see a bird that picks me up when I get stuck and sets me back in the flowing water.