Indigenous Canadian from northern Ontario. Believe in equality, Indigenous rights, minority rights, LGBTQ+, women’s rights and do not support war of any kind.

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Cake day: December 1st, 2025

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  • Ininewcrow@piefed.catoMicroblog Memes@lemmy.worldFair point
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    3 days ago

    Reminds me of how proud I am to remember one of my uncles.

    Some of my dad’s family went to St Anne’s Residential School in Fort Albany in northern Ontario in the 1950s … it’s famous as a very brutal institution that did terrible things. Dad had one older brother who was famous for being thrown out of the school and told to not return. He was very rebellious and constantly fought with everyone the entire time he was there. He was regularly beaten and punished when he was smaller and younger but he never stopped fighting back. He was a naturally strong and built young boy. When he turned 12, he was built like a full grown man and was known to punch out and beat any of the priests and brothers. They couldn’t handle him at one point, sent him home and just told him not to return.

    My cousins in that family are some of the toughest, strongest most brutal people I know. I’m glad I’m related to them because anyone who ever crossed them on the street didn’t do so good.


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    3 days ago

    This reminds me of one of my favourite memories this time of year - walking the streets of Lisbon, Portugal with my wife. We didn’t have much money (we never did) but it was always fun to travel to new places in the world and to explore it as much as we could. It was December, cold, wet, miserable which is why we were there … it’s the cheapest time of year to travel because no one wants to go somewhere where the weather is not so great. But on those cold walks at night, they have street vendors selling roasted chestnuts … we couldn’t believe it. We had only read about stuff like that and it was the most cozy feeling to huddle in the drafty cold while eating a warm handful of freshly roasted chestnuts next to the hot fire of the cart.