The Immigrant Diary of Ivy Weatherall
Milorie, Saskatchewan, 1926
by Sarah Ellis
ISBN 0-439-98833-0 HC
208 pages
Ages 8-12
5 ½" x 7 5/8"
Ivy Weatherall and her family leave a comfortable life in London for the promised riches of Canada's expanding West. Expecting to make their fortunes on Uncle Alf's ranch, the Weatheralls are shocked to find themselves living in a sod hut on a rented farm. Ivy is determined to taste life to the fullest, whatever hardships she may encounter. Writing in her diary, she recounts learning the new skills expected of a young farm girl. She struggles to help the family survive, but ultimately learns that responsibility brings its rewards.
An Excerpt from Ivy's Diary
May 1, 1926
107 Halley Road, Forest Gate,
London, England
My name is Ivy Doris Weatherall. I am eleven years old. This is the first diary I have ever had. Auntie Lou gave it to me because she said that I was starting the greatest adventure of my life and I should record it. The greatest adventure is that we are emigrating to Canada. Auntie Lou also gave me a fountain pen. I am going to use my best penmanship and I am going to write every day. She also gave me a book called Lost in the Backwoods, which is a Canadian story. Auntie Lou is the kindest relative. I wish she were coming to Canada too.
We leave tomorrow. All our things are packed into trunks and hampers. We are camping in our house. Tonight all the relatives are coming to say goodbye. I can’t wait until tomorrow. I wish I could snap my fingers and make it be now. I wish I were a conjurer. I would pull tomorrow out of a hat. Mother just came and said I should go down to the pub and fetch Dad. He’s saying goodbye to his mates. I told her I was busy recording the greatest adventure of my life and why couldn’t William go. She said I was being cheeky and I had five minutes and then she wanted to see the back of me going out the door.
So now I am just going to write some facts. We are Mother, Dad, William (14), me, and the twins, Harry and Gladys (6). We are emigrating to Milorie, Saskatchewan, where our Uncle Alf has a ranch. A ranch is like a farm with horses and cows, but much grander.
Secret promise: When I grow up I’m not going to forget what it was like being a child, like almost all grown-ups seem to.
One sad thing about emigrating is that we have to leave Chivers behind. Cats aren’t allowed to emigrate. I gave him to Ethel next door.
May 13
On the train, in Canada
Today Dad got out his Canada West booklet and read us bits. This is the booklet that tells us everything we need to know. It has a lovely coloured cover with a picture of a farmer holding an armful of grain in one hand and a fat baby in the other. The baby is holding a carrot as big as his head. First of all Dad read us the stories of people who got rich in Canada. One man arrived with 27¢ and now he has 200 acres of wheat and 20 cows. Another man made $5000 (that’s more than £1000!) in one year fattening pigs. Then Dad told us what amusements there are in Canada, like hockey, football and tobogganing. I just can’t wait for winter for snow.
The booklet said that "distance and isolation have disappeared" because of the radio. (That’s Canadian for wireless.) I hope Uncle Alf has one. Then Dad read about how a man who has health, industry and good habits will be a sure success and how that sounded just like him. Mother snorted. He told us that luggage is called baggage, that a three-strand barbed wire fence costs $150 a mile and that there is absolutely no malaria in Canada.
Then William got larky and took over and read the tiny print on the inside of the cover that tells you who isn’t allowed into Canada. They are vagrants, idiots and anarchists. (They forgot to say cats.) Harry said what’s an anarchist. Mother said they blow things up and Harry said he wanted to be an anarchist. Dad said that was fine as long as nobody told the minister of immigration. The best words were "persons of constitutional psychopathic inferiority." This could be a useful insult. The twins practised saying it, over and over again, until Mother made them stop. Then they mouthed the words without saying them.
May 14
I just saw a bear! He was black and about the size of a fat man. He ran around behind a rock before I could tell the twins. I’ve also seen two kinds of birds with long necks. And a beaver lodge. The nice conductor told us about the beaver lodge. Otherwise I might have thought it was just a pile of sticks.
The conductor talks Canadian. He sounds like Ethel’s uncle that came over from America.
This is not a pretty place. At least not in spring. There are big lumps of dead grass. It looks like the top of porridge when it is boiling. And patches of dirty snow. I can’t imagine walking across it.
From Dear Canada: A Prairie as Wide as the Sea, copyright © 2001 by Sarah Ellis.
"Ivy is as serious as a cat, and I feel sad that when she came up, her family had to be separated. That broke my heart. I hope, Dear Canada, you keep writing these awesome books for the world to enjoy!"
Selina M., Age 13, Ontario, Rating: 9
"I liked this book, because Ivy Weatherall goes through things that normal people do, and I can relate to her, like, she has a best friend and people that she does not like."
Michele C., Age 13, Manitoba, Rating: 9
"This is one of my fave ones. I felt like my Dad because he is an immigrant too."
Stephanie E., Age 12, Nova Scotia, Rating: 10
"This is an excellent book. It tells us what life was like back then."
Jocelynn B., Age 14, Saskatchewan, Rating: 10
"I loved this book. I have so far read Banished from Our Home, A Prairie as Wide as the Sea, and I am reading The Death of My Country and A Trail of Broken Dreams."
Silina, British Columbia, Rating: 10
"I really enjoyed this book because the story was very interesting and because I thought that Ivy was very funny."
Kaitlyn W., Age 10, Ontario, Rating: 8
"I am almost done with this book, and it is amazing. I love reading these books because they teach me so much about how life was back then. Thanks for making these books; they are really inspirational and amazing books. I’m only in grade 8, but I know that if you open a Dear Canada book and read the first page, you will never want to put it down!"
Courtney G., Age 12, Nova Scotia, Rating: 10
"This was the first Dear Canada book I have ever read. It’s so good. I know why she said the prairie is as wide as the sea, because my brother was out there working and he said the prairie was huge!"
Sidney N., Age 11, New Brunswick, Rating: 10
"It is so good. I read it for 7 hours and read it 4 times."
Lucy M., Age 12, Ontario, Rating: 10
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