Mr. Speaker, as I was saying yesterday I wanted to speak about not being afraid of new ideas, not being afraid of confronting our fears when we deal with new ideas and when we have to come face-to-face with people we do not know. As I was saying yesterday in 1977 my daughter who was around six at that time, after spending a week long hunting trip with me down the Mackenzie River between Providence and Fort Good Hope, then flew down to southwestern Ontario, with her mother. For the first time in her young life she had an occasion to meet a number of her cousins and at that time I believe, she was still quite oblivious to the fact of being different from the rest of her cousins, at least, visually, and her young cousins having never seen what you would call a life, real Indian, except on T.V., or movies and comics, were quite worried when they heard that their young cousin's father was due to arrive there in a couple of days, and that he was, in fact, an Indian.
There was some apprehension and I think, I recall anyway, being told that my daughter sensing all this...the following day, finally announced quite loudly to everyone as if sensing that they needed some assurance said, "Don't worry, my dad doesn't shoot people, he just shoots ducks." Thank you.