Now that it's a few days past truth and reconciliation day in Canada. I'd like to remind people that there are still native people who have never faced justice. There are hundreds if not thousands of missing indigenous women. Many Native people face abuse and discrimination daily. It feels like there's no where safe.
As a young girl I saw my Mosom (Grandfather) with whip mark on his back. He was the man who raised me along side my mother, and I never understood the weight of my own skin until I understood those marks. He was one of the lucky ones. The one who ran away and made it home. Because so many young children ran home only to die to nature, to die alone, to die wishing just to go home.
As a young teen while babysitting my siblings, I always worried about my mother working. And everytime she was out past the time she said she'd be back, I would pray to the Creator that I wouldn't have to file a report. Because I knew if I did she might never be found.
The Canadian government and many people still refuses to acknowledge the pain and suffering of native people. Especially on the land they forced us onto. Many reserves still do not have access to clean drinking water. And many native people are forced out onto the street each year as if we're garbage.
It's not us complaining because we want more. We just want what was promised.
I don't support a lot of charities so please just give directly to the native people you see on the street, or to reserve schools. So many places take from the people they help. I've seen so many cross the street just because a native homeless person was there.
If you have any good places to donate to please tag me so I can add
