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Jared the Paramedic III ~ Redemption
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2018-2019 Snowblind. All Rights Reserved.
Chapter 32:
Graduation
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The audience in the
bleachers were quiet as the troop finished their dismounted calvary
foot drill demonstration. The graduation exercises had started at 10:00 am, and ran in the same order they had for
decades. The troop had started out with 32 but finished with 29.
That was still quite high considering the average amount of people who usually
give up, quit, or are dismissed for either academic failure or ethical
breach. The investigation into Jean and Reggie's actions had been
completed fairly quickly. They were dismissed
for their actions of bullying of Adam as well as the recruit who they had
caused to quit training. Those are not the actions of a future police
member who must remain impartial to things they disagreed with, found
personally distasteful, or in conflict with their values. Police
represent the law, not their own personal agenda, and neither of those men
would be able to do that. Another reason the troop had such a high
graduation percentage was due to the informal leadership of Adam. He
helped his troop mates study, worked with them when
they got behind, ran extra miles with the slower ones to encourage them, sat
and listened quietly when they needed to talk to someone, and gave advice when
asked which seemed to be years over his actual age.
The biggest event
for the graduates was seeing the list of who was being posted to where at 0900
this morning before everything started. Adam was one of the last to check
the list because he was afraid of being transferred away without Patrick.
He couldn't believe when he saw that he was posted locally to complete his
recruit field training. Adam almost passed out with relief; he could
hardly wait to tell Patrick.
The demonstrations
for the crowd in the morning included self-defence, physical abilities and
exercises as well as some demonstrations of procedural takedowns of
offenders. It was noon when that finished, just enough time for the troop
to get dressed in their red uniforms for the noon Sgt Major's parade. At
the end of that parade, the crowd had been escorted to the drill hall for the
final activity. It was the presentation of their official badge as well
as any special awards they had won during training.
The troop was
formed in their usual position; two rows with 16 forming the front rank and 13
in the back. Superintendent Skillet was calling the graduates up one at a
time to congratulate them, present their badge as well as any awards.
Adam was getting anxious as he was the last one to be called up.
Expecting his name to be read out, he was surprised when the Superintendent
stood in front of the microphone.
"For this
graduate, we have three special guests to present his badge. May I present the Tom Janvier, Spirit Walker, Most
Sacred Medicine Man of the People, Most Sacred Healer of the People, Speaker
for the Council of Elders, Chairman of the Tribal Council, and Sacred Messenger
of the Creator Himself. He is Cst. Adam Machiskinic's grandfather." Grandfather Tom
walked out from a side door dressed in white buckskins covered in beadwork, leather fringes, and the bison horn headgear
of his position. Tom walked proudly to where the Superintendent was
standing, shook his hand and then stood next to him.
The Superintendent
continued, "I would like to introduce Cst. Adam
Machiskinic's other grandfather Running Elk, the Most
Scared Elder, Most Sacred Medicine Man, most knowledgeable Shaman of the
people, loyal and devoted messenger of the Creator." Mathew stepped
out of the side door dressed in similar clothing to that of Tom. Mathew
walked to the front of the troop, taking a position next to Tom.
Superintendent
Skillet continued, "We have one final guest to introduce. I would
like to introduce Assistant Commissioner John Belanger, Commanding officer of
the Division." John walked out, snapped to attention in front of the
Superintendent who returned his salute. John then moved to Tom and then
Mathew, embracing them. John moved quickly to the podium.
He looked from one
side of the troop to the other. He turned slightly towards the audience
until he spotted his husband sitting in the back. John had a smirk on his
face as spoke, "Troop, I'm honoured to be here today with you.
Unfortunately, I don't have any pizza's to share with
you today." Although the audience didn't understand, they politely
chuckled. What mattered to John was that every member of the troop had a
smirk on their faces as they reflected on positive memories of John sitting
with them in the dorm one night.
In the booming
voice of a former Sergeant Major, John called out: "Cst.
Adam Machiskinic, front and centre." Adam
came to attention, then marched to the front coming to a halt in front of the
Assistant Commissioner. He snapped off a salute smartly which John
returned.
John turned as Superintendent Skillet handed him something. He
faced Adam again, "Constable, it is my pleasure to present this award for
service to your troop during training. To a man, they all talk about how
much you helped them in so many ways and asked nothing in return. In
fact, it's the first time there has ever been a unanimous nomination from all
28 members of the troop."
Quietly Adam said,
"There are 29 members…"
John cut him off,
"You didn't get a vote." Then he gave Adam a big smile.
He handed the award to Adam while they shook hands and the official picture was
taken. John stepped backwards, returning the award to the table for Adam
to pick up after.
Tom moved to the
podium next. "Cst. Adam Machiskinic... Cst.
Adam Machiskinic. It will take a while for me
to call my grandson that, but I am very proud of you." Tom turned as
Mathew handed him something from the table. It was a five-row buffalo
bone and bead choker with an arrowhead hanging from the front centre.
"As you are
now a peacemaker, you have earned the honour of the necklace of that position.
Not only are you a Medicine Man, but you are also now known as a
Peacemaker. This choker was made for the Peacemaker Most Sacred Burrowing
Fox by his husband Bent Arrow. It took nine months of work to form the
buffalo bones, porcupine quills, oak wood and flint into this choker."
Tom held it out to show his grandson, "This choker has been worn by
peacemakers since the time of the 13 tribes, handed down from generation to
generation."
Tom turned to John
who had his eyes fixed on the choker. "We are part of a long line of
peacemakers. This particular choker has been
used by my family of Turtle Island for generations. Some say mankind is
only 6,000 years old while others say Mother Earth is 4.5 billion years
old. Our friends at the university tell us this necklace is 35,000 years
old."
Tom returned the
choker to the table for Adam to pick up after the ceremony. John handed
Tom his grandson's badge. Tom turned to Adam with a big smile on his face
as he said, "Congratulations Peacemaker Adam Machiskinic"
as he handed him the badge while shaking Adam's hand. The official photos
were taken with Tom, John, and the Superintendent each presenting his badge to
him. Mathew moved to the microphone and gave a prayer.
"Ladies,
Gentlemen, Officers and Members of the Force, Honoured Guests, and the
Graduating Troop. My name is Mathew Bear and I am the other grandfather
of Adam Machiskinic. I am also a Spiritual
Leader of the Tribe. I'm here today to say a prayer and bless the members
of this graduating troop as they move on to working in the field."
Adam returned to
his position within the troop.
Mathew leaned over
to John mumbling "showtime". John's eyes opened wide at the
news but smiled.
Grandfather raised
one hand skyward and snapped his fingers. As he did, the lights in the
auditorium suddenly went out except for one over the troop. John quickly
motioned to everyone to not be concerned. Grandfather took a stone bowl
off the table full of sweet grass and white sage. He moved towards the
troop, held the bowl up.
"Oh Great Spirit, Creator of all, we celebrate a troop of new
policemen who are peacemakers. Let them become instruments of your will
in their careers."
The bowl ignited
into flames, settling down to smouldering very quickly. When the bowl
ignited, many people in the auditorium were startled. There had been many
numerous comments made, including 'oh!', 'wow', 'what the hell?' He set
the bowl down onto the floor in front of the troop.
The smoke from the
bowl collected into a large cloud in front of the troop. Grandfather
extended his arms and put both of his hands together as if he were
praying. He then separated his hands quickly until they were wide
apart. The smoke split into two clouds, moving towards the men. One
cloud went to the left side of the troop, while the other went to the
right. As the cloud began to move amongst the policemen all standing at
attention, Grandfather spoke.
"May your
hands be cleansed so they may be extended to others in need,
May your feet be cleansed so they might take you to where you need to be,"
The smoke was
weaving around and through the two ranks of policemen all standing at attention
leaving a trail behind it. The audience was gasping in awe at what they
were watching. The tendrils of smoke hung around the men, moving to
engulf each of them.
"May your
heart be cleansed so that you hear it's messages clearly,
May your throat be cleansed so that you will always speak the truth and the
right words when needed,
May your eyes be cleansed so that you will see the true message and facts,
May your head be cleansed so that you think clearly, respectful, and with
truth"
Mathew and
the troop began to glow white as he spoke the next words.
"May these
people be cleansed and washed clean by the smoke of these sacred plants,
May this smoke carry our prayers to the heavens."
The audience drew a
collective breath in at what they were watching. Grandfather clapped his
hands three times. The smoke left the policemen, came to Grandfather, and
then shot straight upwards through the roof, disappearing.
"May these
men, and all peacemakers, be protected from evil."
As Mathew spoke
these last words, the white glow disappeared from everyone. "As it
was in the beginning, as it is now."
Everyone in the
auditorium was silent until Mathew raised his hand to snap his fingers.
When he did, the lights all came back on. The audience began to applaud
as Grandfather picked up the smudging bowl. He moved off to the side,
standing next to John and Tom. John looked at him, "Showtime?"
Mathew smiled back
at him as he shrugged his shoulders.
"Sometimes,
it's a good thing, John."
The final command
was given, the troop responded, and the graduation was over. The
graduates immediately gathered together, shaking hands and hugging each
other.
The banquet that
night was a beautiful event. Each one of the new graduates sat with their
guests and were served dinner. The family all attended wearing police
dress uniforms, paramedic dress uniforms, or suits. Even Dawn, Melanie,
and Ryan were there in their dress military uniforms. The two
grandfathers wore their white buckskins. There were a few speeches, a few
more presentations of awards followed by a dance. Everyone had left
around midnight after having a very long day. Patrick and Adam were
standing in the parking lot holding hands, staring at the moon.
"Adam, are you
coming to my hotel room tonight or staying here?"
"You have a
hotel room to yourself?"
The young man
replied, "Uh uh. Tyler gave it to
us."
"Why are we
standing here then?"
"So, with those
riding pants, riding boots, and spurs you wear with that uniform, does that
mean I get to ride you all night or do you get to ride me all night?"
Adam pulled Patrick
in for a kiss. "Take me to bed or lose me forever."
"Will you
bring your handcuffs?"
End of
Chapter Thirty-Two
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