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grannies years I guess. Between that time up to today, I don’t want to say something that
I’m not too sure of so I won’t comment on that.
He prayed, he gave thanks. He said I’m glad I’m here to tell you what I went through. He
said he wouldn’t wish it on anybody. With the conditions that they had to deal with.
Archdeacon Timms passed away. They invited the boys that went to school. The
Archdeacon Timms who was in control of the boarding school. When Archdeacon Timms
was going down at the burial, one of the boys grabbed a big rock and threw it down in his
grave. He said that’s for all you put me through. That’s how much the hate inside of him
built up. When he passed away this boy, when he was older, he said you’re the one that
gave me a rough time now look where you are. I’m still standing here, and you are going
down there. I guess that’s how much he really put them through, all the students.
The women I don’t really know too much. My mom didn’t really say anything about
them. There was quite a bit of them that my dad knew. If they were still alive today they
would probably be in their late eighties or nineties. So its sad to say that all these things
happened. It’s good to talk about it. It’s a constant reminder that you have to remember
that they’re all at peace now. All the things that they have went through, we have to tell
to the children. So they can see the things the elders went through. So the children that
are living today have to know what happened back then. It wasn’t a paradise or anything.
It was hell on earth. That’s what I think.
The school was down by the agency on the reserve, and the name of the school, I have no
idea. There must be a name for it. I was just down there about a week ago. I went down
there to look for lilac trees that used to grow around that area. Today if you and me were
to go back down there is a lot of vegetation. You can’t see anything. Where that building
used to be, it looks so different from when I used to see it when I was younger. It looks
smaller, and the time I saw it, it was a big huge building to me but when I look at the
foundation it’s just a little place. As you grow older the things that you used to see as a
child you used to see big hills. Now when I drive by it it’s so small. It has a name, and I
really don’t know it to tell you the truth. If I knew I would tell you.
The one I talked about is where my dad went to school by the old agency. Where I went
to school it was closer up on the north side. Coming from the main road going past the
big administration building, down the coulee, past the Catholic Church and its about
three or four kilometers west of there. There used to be the school and the Bullhead hall
together. They were right across from each other. On the north side there used to be a
little skating rink. For some reasons, which I don’t know, they tore it down and it could
have been still good. I mean people could of used it for other things. Some say it belonged
to the government and that it didn’t belong to us. They had the right to rip it down.
Our Bullhead Hall caught on fire, and I don’t know how that happened. We still could
have had a hall where could have had community things going on. That was a nice hall, a
lot of memories. I got married there, had my reception there and everything. A lot of
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