By: Ashley WolfeOn our first morning, Bobbie Mangeli and I made our way to the Little Limestone Camp, located about forty-five minutes north of Grand Rapids, Manitoba. On our way up, Bobbie was able to see her first house being moved by truck, which took up both lanes of the highway.We were greeted in camp by our Wa Ni Ska Tan contact Gail Ledoux, and her wonderful family and community. Our Elders
By Mathew Scammell On May 17th, 2022, my colleagues and I attended a book launch presentation for the edited collection In Our Backyard: Keeyask and the Legacy of Hydroelectric Development where the co-editors Aimée Craft and Jill Blakley were joined by Councillor Robert Spence for a casual conversation about its contents. There was a mixture of emotions evoked by the words of each presente
by Soumik Deb Simanto As a student researcher at the Environmental Conservation Lab and an avid Bangladeshi, I am pleased to be studying the social, cultural, and environmental impacts ignited by the Kaptai Dam in the Karnaphuli River. The dam was, and still is a matter of concern in that region and a nightmare for the Indigenous people of the Chittagong Hill Tracts. The People fought against t
tansi. ki-hîw pi-pih-kwan ni-ti-si-na-ka-sōn. makeso sakaihikan ni-toh-cin. Lillian (Attley) Anderson ni-ka-way é-ki-si-ni-ka-sōt ekwa Nancy (Ouskun) Attley noh-kom é-ki-si-ni-ka-sōt. ta-tas-kwé-yak noh-kom é-toh-cit. Hello. My name is Eagle Whistle. I am from Fox Lake Cree Nation. My mother’s name was Lillian (Attley) Anderson and my grandmother’s name was Nancy (Ouskun) Attley. My
by Dylan Kensick & Taylor Galvin The solar power system allows us to have AC electricity within our off-grid home. The 3 main components of the system are the solar panel, charge controller system, and the batteries. The charge controller system and the batteries are in a specific location inside our house, the solar panel is mounted on the ground in our yard. The solar panel is rated to 33
by Angela Levasseur (nee Busch) Sunday, January 16, 2022 One of my fondest memories from childhood was spending time with my maternal aunt, Myrtle Dysart (nee Spence), and my uncle, (her husband) Donald Dysart Sr. I call them Mom and Dad, in keeping with our matriarchal and matrilineal Nehetho[1]/Ithiniw[2] culture; my mother’s sisters are my ‘mothers’, and her brothers are my ‘fathe
By: Dylan Kensick Taylor Galvin and I travelled to Pinaymootang First Nation for Lake Winnipeg Indigenous Collective’s Winter Gathering on January 20-21/2020. It was a great gathering with lots of people from different communities across Manitoba. There was food (excellent desserts!), juice, coffee, and tea provided throughout the whole event. Both days had activities for the people to par
By Sadie-Phoenix Lavoie I remember the early days when my older brothers would come home with a freshly snared wabos. I grew up in the reserve, so seeing dead animals was a normal way of living. I was not saddened because rabbits were adorable, instead I was deeply intrigued and wildly curious what they planned on doing it with it once it was snared. They would go into the laundry room and sit
By Shirley Ducharme Original Article featured in Winnipeg Free Press January 21, 2020 While in Winnipeg, federal cabinet members will talk about reconciliation while enjoying the spoils of our unreconciled existence. When they flick light switches or charge their phones, they will plug directly into the reality of our community, and others like it. That makes this a good time to invite them