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Indira's younger brother Zach wrote this essay for school. He received an A+, as well he should.
Eric
Eric was born in Cambridge Bay on June 12, 1995 into an Inuit family. Eric was put up for adoption because his birth mother didn’t have enough money to raise another child but even though he went up for adoption, his birth mother still stayed very much a part of his life. When a social worker brought Eric to Laurie and David’s house, Eric’s future house, he was only wearing polo pyjamas. To Laurie and David, it was love at first sight and it was for Eric too.
Eric lived in Cambridge Bay until grade one and then moved to Ottawa. On Eric’s first day of grade one, Eric met Ian (Eric’s best friend). Eric made him laugh and then they were friends forever.
Eric loved hockey as a kid. His coach came and spoke at the funeral and his coach said the only thing faster than his hands was how fast that amazing smile could burst on his face and fill everyone around him with joy. Eric also loved sailing his family’s yacht. His dad said if there was an emergency or they needed someone to man the boat and weave through ice and treacherous water that was Eric. Eric could weave through icy waters just as if he were weaving through defenders in hockey.
Eric’s parents took Eric many places around the world while he was growing up. He learned about many countries and cultures while he traveled. My sister Indira admired this about him very much. This summer she got to travel with him to New Jersey and Nova Scotia.
The First Time I Met Eric
The first time I met Eric was this past summer when he stayed at my house for a week. Right away I liked him because he was so funny and so friendly. Right off the bat he wanted to play with me and Jude in the pool and play hockey out front. That day we played in the pool almost the whole day playing volley ball, water basketball and a game called pump. That was when I knew I really liked this guy.
Eric meant a lot to me, as a person I cared about like a brother figure and most of all as a friend. He did so much for me including playing hockey with me, playing video games with me. I remember those early mornings when we would all sit around the table and drink coffee. Sometimes Eric would cook for me and Jude and MacLeod. He was so nice to all of us and his contagious smile could light up a room with everlasting joy. He was one of the happiest people I’ve ever met.
His Effect On My Family
Eric loved us all so much but most of all Indira. He loved Indira so much and she loved him, their love was unconditional and everlasting. This is why it was so devastating when he passed away. Eric dying affected all of us, especially Indira and my mom. My mom loved him so much and treated him as her own. My mom found it such a delight to have him over - she and I couldn’t wait till the next time he came to our house. He and Indira were madly in love and his effect on her was in the most positive way possible. His effect on me Jude and Macleod was the exact same as Indira. He never put me or Jude down and he was so fun to play with and this is why Jude and I loved him so much.
I feel as though my family and I were so privileged to have Eric in our lives and to get to know him and love him. We will never forget him and we will always and forever have him in our hearts.
By Zachary Morgan-Yeates
