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Meet Rebecca

by Dee Walmsley

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Hi! My name is Rebecca. I live in your neighborhood, and thought I'd drop by to introduce myself and get to know you a little better. My family has lived here for generations. Back then, it was just the first nation’s people and my ancestors, and we co-existed quite well as neighbours.

I see you have a family. I'll be having one soon too which is why I'm out house hunting. Do you know any places that allow children? My lifestyle has me sleeping all day and working all night. I don't need much room, and I'm not terribly noisy. Not the gossipy type either. I'm too busy minding my own business, feeding the kids and teaching them how to live in our environment.

Speaking of the environment, I remember when this area was just one big forest? Now most of it has disappeared. If we keep developing at this rate, there won’t be any trees left. I suppose it comes down to lifestyles. I know that I've had to make a lot of adjustments in my lifetime. I hate to think what will happen to my children, and their families. The natural food sources are dwindling too. There used to be brambles and hazelnut trees right here. Oh, how I long for the good old days.

What do you think about all this pollution? Why, some days I can hardly see the mountains. Remember when you didn't worry about drinking out of the local streams? I'd rather take my chance with swimming pools nowadays. Speaking of swimming, have you noticed all the oil run-off from the roads? It goes right into the ocean, you know. Affects everything, not just the water but fish, clams, crabs, the sea grasses along with the wildlife that uses it all for habitat and food. Most of it comes from those noisy cars. It’s getting worse every year; if you don't gag on their exhaust, they run you down. My cousin was killed not far from here just last month.

Well, I do go on, don't I? I hope that I haven't overstayed my visit but I'm awfully glad that we've met.

Oh yes, about my house. I only need an entrance of about 5 inches. Can you believe that? Why, I’ll bet looking at me you never would have guessed that a roly-poly raccoon could get into a space that small. Of course, if you would prefer not to have me as your neighbor, take down your signs. If my friends and I can't find food, water, or readily available shelter in your yard, then we'll move on. Mind you, a little space under your porch will suit me just fine or, if you prefer, I can make a den under your shed. I don't want to cause any problems for either one of us. I only want a shelter to raise my family. It’s really unfortunate that in order for you to have space to raise your family that my kind must re-adjust and pray that you will allow us to co-exist. I can promise you that my friends and I will feast on the rat population and take care of those slimy slugs which we consider dessert.

Nice meeting you.  

Rebecca.
 


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