Category: Rez Notes

The lore of Christmas

Once, way back several decades ago, I believed in Santa Claus, as did many other children around the world. Santa was a living being with the ability to make every child happy overnight and was cause for celebration. At the […]

One more river

We looked at our river, about a year after it had been completely dammed to allow for the huge reservoir behind it to fill up. The rocks on the side of the river were slick with green algae, common on […]

50 million reasons to leave…

The national Internet headlines blared out that one person, apparently hysterically screaming, crying and laughing at a counter in a small store on a northern Manitoba reserve caused a store employee to rush from the back of the store to […]

Doing double time

Ever get that feeling that you just don’t have enough time to get things done? Whatever happened to Indian time when you had all of the sunlit day to do your work? Today, it’s 9-to-5, Monday to Friday where a […]

Scary, but true…

Long time ago, disco was king (for a few years at most) and for the elite dressers and high-kicking, split-sticking-to-the-floor-dance moves, fluffy hair-dried plumed shaggy-dog bangs, chest-hair-revealing dance suits, you name it, anything went, except for jeans. Jeans was the […]

Flu or cold?

My head rocked with lightning bolts and my brain felt like it was loose inside a walnut shell. Every sound I made was amplified and laughing hurt like the cranium crazies. What was wrong, I wondered, and headed home in […]

Reservation revelations

I happened to venture into the heart of la terre québécoise, in the beautiful Lac Saint-Jean area of Innu country, to attend a meeting of other significant people like me, where I noticed something unusual about the reserve of Mashteuiatsh. […]

Back to School Daze

Back in the day and also back in the old neighbourhood, summer time was a time of no school and long days that went on forever. Then, as suddenly as the school year ended in June, it would start over […]

Pent up Crees

The pain of every breath clung to the dried-out windpipe leading to my lungs that were grasping for relief from the ordeal called the pentathlon. However, this particular pentathlon was done all at the same time, with no breaks in […]

Let’s just text together

“Excuse me, got to get this one,” Buddy tells me. Furtively he talks to someone in another part of town, pulling his hood over his head to block the wind from messing up his cell call. My phone rings too […]