“I was raped at school. He was an old man, the janitor. I didn’t tell anyone for decades, because I thought people would judge me. The only person I ever told was my mother [who went to Muskowekwan Residential School]. All she said was, ‘That’s how I was brought up, too.’”. – Seraphine Kay – Qu’Appelle Indian Residential School (1974-1975)“It’s hard for me to really love my children. I grapple with the word love. By the time I got out ofschool I’d started drinking heavily—I went to a center for alcohol abuse, and it was like a prison, but it felt like home. I knew how to live in that environment. … I got caught in the wrong place
INDG 2F95 Midterm Pascale Andersonand time in history. I don’t think we can ever heal from this. We’re just going to have to die with all the pain.” – Joseph Gordon Edechanchyonce – Beauval Indian Residential School (1959-1969)“Kill the Indian inside the child” has been a sentence that’s been engraved into my mind ever since I learned about residential schools. When I hear that sentence, I think of my insides being all dark and not being my own. I think about whispers in my head that are killing the Indian inside of me. Then I think about my heart that is warm and the only thing that is keeping me to stay myself. I think of it as the last and single flame within me.