In the morning, each girl walked the restaurant or cafe route. This time, I had my dad behind. He got a chance to see how it works when I'm walking with him sighted guide, with the guide dog. I was nervous. I made mistakes, though.
Once, there was a car that turned and I had thought to go. It was my parallel traffic. So, I decided to step back on the curb. I hadn't gone very far in the street, thankfully. I remember crying. I sure did think I had made a mistake that would help the trainers decide to take my dog. So, I was sad. I made it, though. Whoa! I got to keep my dog! Yea!
After that, I sat around outside the cafe. The others went on their routes. In the afternoon, Eric St. Pierre spoke to most of the girls. He encouraged us to keep improving. I went into my room and worked on packing my suitcase. I came back to pack after saying good byes to folks and talking to them. I finally got all ready, and Dad and I drove to the hotel. We just hung out at the hotel. My dad watched TV and I messaged Kayla and listened to music.
Friday was quite a relief! I passed Canadian guide dog training school!
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