I often talked about the fact that when I got sober almost five years ago, I really thought my life would get easier instantly and that most of my problems were because of the addictions I developed to cope with trauma. I was expecting to do much better overall, especially socially, but as time went on, I realized there was still something off about me.
Ahhhh… the sound of water dripping off icicles hanging from power lines, the slight crackling sound of electricity grounding out on a vehicle. Wait, isn’t this an ice storm?
To commemorate Cree Language Month this March, the Grand Council of the Crees honoured language experts and advocates like Luci Salt on social media. Salt has played a pioneering role in Cree language preservation for over 40 years, working with the Cree School Board and every other major Cree institution as well as the provincial and federal governments.
Almost 52,000 people have died of Covid-19 in Canada to date that we know of. Most of them have been older people and those with existing health problems. Younger and middle-aged people have also died, but in general most who were vaccinated did not end up in a hospital or succumb to this terrible virus.
The crowd roared and the foot stomping shook the arena to its foundations as the puck neared the net. The goalie stood on his head, displaying gymnastic skills that any contortionist would envy. Despite his efforts, the puck blasted past him at high speed – and exited straight through the net.
I recently underwent a colonoscopy. This is a procedure in which a doctor uses a colonoscope – a long, flexible tube with a miniature video camera on the end – to examine the inside of your anus and colon.
by Will Nicholls Most people would be leery of finding helpful New Yorkers. It is often seen as a place of grumpy insular residents where everyone is out for themselves and at another person’s expense. A recent trip to the Big Apple dispelled this stereotype. No hotel for the three visitors as an old friend I hadn’t seen in over 29 years opened her doors to us to enjoy the city. A friendly move by a long-time resident.
My father does not speak much about his time at La Tuque Residential School. Like many other survivors, he tells short stories and anecdotes. One thing he does recall is how hockey helped him through 10 years of political imprisonment.
I looked towards the moon, watching mankind trek around the surface for the first time back in 1969, semi-live and broadcast around the world. We didn’t have television yet in our tiny town of Fort George, so looking as hard as we could, we saw the bright moon clearly in the middle of the day against a jet blue sky. It was windy here on earth and we wondered how bad the weather was on the moon, but we went on with our lives, unaware that the world was living on a precipice and entering a new era of technology.
As Charles Dickens wrote, “It was the best of times, it was the worst of times.” It’s getting harder to know what the best consists of these days. One could bet it has nothing to do with the obscene profits being raked in by grocery, petroleum, pharmaceutical and electricity corporations, among others. In the past, businesses that profited from wars would be denounced. Why are these guys being spared the shaming?
