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I think small world stories are nice. And the more I travel to other places, it’s just neat to see these small world stories like “I know you, I know you” from this or that place.
One of the neat experiences I had with this was in Auckland. This is so amazing! I mean it’s rare that I find someone from my part of the country. When you do, you recognize that accent, because it’s the Canadian French accent; when you speak English you hear it. And I was getting off the bus one day to where I live. The man that was on the bus had these beautiful balloon creations, so I could tell he does this and he had four left, and there were no children left, and he turned around and he looked at me and he said, “Do you know any children that would like to have these?” “I sure do!” He said “here you go” and as we got talking, as we were getting closer to where I lived, I was looking at him and feeling, “I know you from somewhere in my life and that accent is so familiar.” I found out he’s from East Coast Canada—he’s from Moncton and I’m from Moncton. And I’m looking at him and “I feel like I know you from somewhere” and then we got talking some more and then… he said the magic words: “I spend a lot of my time coaching figure skating.”
Thats was it, I remembered him. “I was little Angelina”.
“Angelina!” he said excitedly.
“You taught me how to wear the harness and do my jumps.,” I reminded him.
Eve was my coach Eve! He was traveling the world, a balloon artist, just doing something different. He gave up figure skating coaching and he spent some time at home and now he’s just been doing balloon artistry and I just, couldn’t believe it!
This was around Christmas time and I put a neat story about it on Facebook, and all my past figure skating friends, whoever had him as a coach were like “Eve! Yeah Eve! He’s traveling! You bumped into him on the bus?!” And my mum and dad too, I had to call them, I called them, I woke them up. I had to call them and I told them, “you’ll never guess who I just met here.”
So my friends and I said let’s go down and meet this gentleman and pay for some of his balloons. So we went and I met with him again. We had dinner later on, before he went off. He had to go to another part of New Zealand. And he just keep traveling, all year, every year. He’s been all over the place but he wouldn’t let me pay for the balloons. He said “no, we’ll exchange. Sing me a song”. Because he knew I was there singing. So I sang him White Christmas and he gave me a little angel balloon. So that I guess was probably the neatest small world story. At the time I hadn’t seen him in about 20 years. It was just amazing!
Angelina Lynne Davey is a Visual and Performing Arts Visiting Instructor at the Performing Arts Program at American University of Sharjah.