When we were out there, we almost froze that’s why we decided came back but he caught us like I told you, he caught us. And we went back and he strapped us.
Tag: Cafeteria
I wanted them to speak English when they went to school. I didn’t want them to experience what I experienced
We had to eat it. I can’t say I didn’t eat it because it was too yucky, I had to eat it because I was hungry.
If we are late for supper, the following weekend we don’t go home. We were held back at the school
So I had to spend my time in the chapel because the nun said that I deserved the wickedness that I had in my life and that’s how I’m paying for it and that I had to spend it in the chapel. And if they couldn’t put me in the chapel, I was put in the stairwell.
Those times I wanted to run away, I couldn’t because I’m crippled. I don’t get very far. And I remember a time when my brother, and sister ran away together. It was, there was four of them. But my brother and sister they were all caught and brought back…
So I can’t really remember too many happy times out there. It was all of the things that I went through. You know, the physical abuse, you know, the sexual abuse, mental abuse, spiritual abuse, cultural abuse.
We grew up, I remember my childhood, it was always loving and caring fun. The siblings played together in winter, summer, didn’t matter, fall. We all were together, until that fateful day we were brought to residential school.
At times I would write a letter back to home, and they would drop it into the mailbox here so that they can deliver it in town or get the post person to. There was no phones, so, like the people say, if your kid dies here, it’s unnoticed.
I didn’t get to see my brother all that time. Maybe they brought him in later or different time or whatever… but it really hurts me to this day that, that four, four months passed, and I didn’t see him. Even though we were in the same dorm, not same dorm, but the same side of the building. I still didn’t see him four months, and that’s what really hurt me.