Sweet, precious, clean, clear water: without it, the fragile human experiment will quickly cease to exist. With convenience stores and twenty-four hour access to plastic-sealed Swiss Alps freshness, it is hard to imagine a time or a place where this basic staple is beyond our reach. Can we even fathom the despair gripping the ancient Hebrews, who upon departure from the parted Red Sea encountered bitter water in the wilderness of Marah? Complaining to Moses, they exclaimed, “what shall we drink!?” (Exodus 15:24). Miraculously, the water became sweet, and civilization continues to this day, with apparent unlimited sweet water.
Enter seventeen-year-old Asubpeeschoseewagong (Grassy Narrows) First Nation’s youth Edmond Jack. He and five other Grassy youth are making a 2,000-kilometer trek on foot, from the reserve north of Kenora to Toronto, to learn about the value of water from elders across the province.