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The morning sun breaks through the darkness of night. She wakens, opens her eyes to a beautiful view of the city line. She walks over to the window and thinks to herself its going to be a beautiful day and thanks the Creator for allowing her to live another day. The morning goes great she has
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Stares into nothingness Daydreams of a time before when you were here Floats a little white feather into my view Swaying gently into time and space then I think of you floats a little white feather to good to be true Memories of you enter my mind a hurt that never heals floats a little
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People have been profoundly affected by great works of art. Maybe it was a book, movie, photograph, drawing or painting, a song or musical composition. A movie has had a powerful impact on me. The movie is called A Beautiful Mind. This movie has affected me because even though he suffered from mental illness he
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Since I have been concentrating on bettering myself life hasn’t gotten any easier, but, it has become more significant. There is meaning in a day. Not that time has become more valuable, more so that it has become a means to make the most of my life. I have forgotten what it was like to
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Up until recently I have never heard of the term inter-generational trauma. According to the University of Calgary it defines the term as the transmission of historical oppression and its negative consequences across generations. What does that mean to me as an Indigenous woman? It means the abuse that I thought was “normal” from family
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I often make mistakes, but often learn from them rather quickly. Life has taught me not to dwell too much on what has happened, rather than relying on my own advice, I continue reliving them to the point that they are so hard to come back from. There are some mistakes that I have made
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I remember the things my Nokimis and Noshimis use to say and show me as young child. At the time I did not understand what exactly it was they were trying to teach me. It seemed a bit confusing at the time as I was just a young girl. I was sent to live with
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Fences. Where did they come from? Why do we have them? When are we going to tear them down? Before the settlers came we had no fences. We could travel all of turtle Island and not have to climb these ridiculous things. The land was and still belongs to Mother Earth. If you really stop
RED ROAD KWE 