My canoe will make it all the way to Hudson Bay. I hope it sees bears and meets foxes. Along the way, my canoeՉs journey will be crazy. The canoe will be thrown from the bridge, the water will be calm without end. Shifting through the waves, it will take a while to start moving but it and the rest of the canoes will eventually move from the river. Among the water, fishes will swim underneath it. The canoe will see foxes running through the trees, and have a very safe summer. Come winter, it will get stuck in the ice. Frozen. It doesnՉt know when, or if, it will ever float again. When the spring eventually comes, the ice will melt. The canoe will be free, and it will float all the way to Hudson Bay.