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Monkey Beach: A Post-Colonial View

I thought that the book I’m reading, Monkey Beach, could have been looked at from either a feminist or a post-colonial perspective, but I chose to examine it from a post-colonial view, because I thought it would be the most interesting. 840 more words


I love sitting here listening to Caroline Myss speak her wisdom. She is what you call a no nonsense woman. “Stop it!” she stresses. “Or I am going to put your head in the toilet.” I like to put Sheba’s head in the toilet now. 523 more words

Boarding Schools: Right Reasons to Consider

It’s a myth that day-school students are more disciplined than boarding-school-students.Given the nature of jobs of both the parents and the emergence of nuclear families, it is difficult to monitor the lifestyle of a child these days.As a result, the child may fall prey to the evils of social media, poor eating habits etc. 273 more words


The Nearly Impossible Journey of a Long-Term Survivor

On June 24, 1972, three boys decided to leave their residential school in Canada’s Northwest Territories and walk from Inuvik to Tuktoyaktuk (“Tuk”), in a bid to avoid punishment for stealing a pack of cigarettes from their dorm supervisor. 375 more words


Gift of reconciliation: All Saints' Anglican Church collecting gifts for students near James Bay

Gift-filled shoeboxes are being collected in Windsor for students more than 1,100 kilometres north in Kashechewan and Attiwapiskat near James Bay.

They aren’t Christmas gifts. They are gestures of reconciliation after the harm caused to generations of aboriginal students in Canada’s residential schools. 512 more words

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Penticton monument honours Residential School survivors

The Okanagan Nation Alliance unveiled a monument Tuesday, dedicated to those in their community who survived Residential Schools.

“I think this symbolizes the strength of our families and the resilience,” Penticton Indian Band Chief Chad Eneas said. 341 more words


‘I Remember: Final Memory’ by Rae Rose

Final Memory

I am past pain. My body is heavy and broken I can no longer even cry out. The darkness blankets me like a fog pulling me down. 1,192 more words