Canada’S Hidden Records, My Mom And Me

When my mother was a little girl, my grandparents were told to send her to an Indian residential school.
I had to learn indigenous history to finally understand her journey.
Advertisement Continue reading the main storyLearning about our past won’t change it, but mandating indigenous history in our school systems is a good start.
Not far from where I lived was a three-story red-brick building that had housed a residential school until 1964.
In a country where half of indigenous children live in poverty, one-quarter of Canadians believe indigenous people are to blame for their circumstance.

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