My canoeՉs name is Violet. She is launched from East Grand Forks, MN into the Red River. One day an eagle dropped a violet on her back and she couldnՉt stop sneezing! Then she met a little girl who helped her to stop sneezing and she thought, ՉHow could I be allergic to my own kind?Չ Violet shrugged and thought, ՉIՉll still make it to Hudson Bay.Չ It was a quiet night when the wind picked up. A beaver welcomed her into his home and she stayed very warm. The beaver then sent her back into the river . The next day some kids were playing by the banks and suddenly they picked Violet up! One little girl named Lilah said, ՉI will fix it up and play with it.Չ Violet thought, ՉOh no!Չ Then Lilah saw the bottom and decided to fix it and throw it back into the river she found it in. If you find my canoe please take a picture and send it to riverofdreams.org and throw it back into the river you found it in. Thank you!