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i am looking for the truth about how many unmarked children where actually found ..i did not pay much attention to the News because i do not trust the new .. when i look back at the news they are saying 1000 i hurd it was closer to 10,000 can anyone direct me to where i can get the facts please

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perhaps establishes a meaningful presedent. Are aboriginal peoples allowed to adopt or offer refugee status to non north american, indigenous people?

With all due respect, we have a question about copy right law and how it steals indigenous rights. were copy right laws agreed upon with consensus during the treaties?

I can't ask God to forgive those who did this because I can't imagine the creator would forgive this. The very faith that could have done real good was twisted. There is no forgiveness for this. None.

Nice to hear that CN recognized 'reconciliation' as the scam it is and handed you your walking papers.

La cousine blanche de ma mere voulsis m'envoyez dans une Ecole coome ca . Quand j'ai vu les photos les enfants avaient pas l'air heureux. J'ai pleuré pour pas y aller . Ouff j'ai eu de la chance d'avoir mon pere et lui a dit non .

Thank you sir for all your leadership . Time has come shout out to all 2000 tribes around the world . Dignity peace unity for all . My class action would state wite of exicution with intement domain land , water , air .. true blood have ONE DNA . Tarif dues are past due..massi

Thank you for this

So much respect for this person. What a contribution he has made to our humanity. The old St. Peter's reserve was my mom's community so I feel especially proud of the work he has done.

i am a part of this community i am a school student and eric is my elder and his brother just passed on yesterday and soon we will get to see our loved ones two

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The schools were run by the Catholic Church not "churches." Hope the survivors would heal and find their power.

My Baba Fred went there, got his when him my uncles and a few kids put the school up after petite ***.

British , French and English have long history's of destroying aboriginals worldwide ,.. they even have a small group within our tribal counsel's/government's that keep our people down so they can take advantage of our teen girls/boy's . The language is gone and most what tribal members have is a lie . Made up by the split families

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Dauphin River First Nation Manitoba Canada 🇨🇦

You mean those children forgotten by their own people until they became a tool for financial gain?

They didn't give a crap about these children until it became a political and financial tool..save your fake crocodile tears for people who care more about aboriginal children than their own people.

Thank you for your grace, for your courage, for your open hearts inviting us to learn and welcoming us to reconcile. Wa chxw yuu.

Thank you for your courage and patience teaching us about the importance of Truth and Reconciliation concerning IRS and your experiences.

All other religious schools, all over the world in Africa, Asia, Australia, Europe and north and south America, needs to be controlled if they also have burried children outside. Because this can not been happening only in Canada !!!!!

My mom told me before she passed on that I wasn't even supposed to be born. In 1958 my parents had a baby boy. Life went on, as usual, my dad boated people from remote reserves and boat them to Gold River, BC. During this time my mom went about cleaning and preparing for supper when she didn't hear any sound coming from the baby's room, so my mom went to check on Billy. Well, sadly Billy passed what we know today as crip death. My dad contracted TB which was quite common, so my mom said that she put her foot down with my dad and said no more kids. Then I was born. I was born with club feet, death in both ears and borderline retardation. I was taken out of my home at 3 years old and taken to a residential school only to be almost killed there. One day I walked over to the principal who was a priest, and I kicked him in the shins and said I wanted to go home. The principal looked at me with anguish and he grabbed my arm and dragged me over to the basement door. He looked at me for what he thought would be his last time. He puts his hand on my back and he throws me down the step. Remember to breathe. If you believe in angels as I do, I felt an angel wrapping himself around me preventing me from hurting myself while rolling down the steps. He gently lands me at the bottom of the steps. Of course, the principal saw that I was still alive and he runs down the steps. He grabs my arm and puts me in a 5by5 cage and he handcuffs my leg to the cage so that I would try to escape. I was 3 years old, where would I go. They didn't want me thereafter, and I was taken to the Supreme Court to be made a ward of the courts. I was then handed over to the social service to be put into the foster care system. I remember being brought to the Williams home, I couldn't walk, so the social worker carried me to the steps of the Williams. The social worker gave me a teddy bear that I still have today and his name is Boo Boo. Things weren't the greatest at the Williams, I couldn't hear, but I saw that Mrs. Williams was always yelling and throwing her arms around. Today I'm an advocate for first nations people here in Canada and the US I am a consultant. I have been doing this now for 38 years. The reason is what I learned as an advocate is that anytime social service wants to hide any child they put them under the foster parent's name. I was born Billy George, while in foster care at the Williams I became Billy George Williams. The Williams was getting 1800.00 dollars a month for looking after me in the 60s, that's a lot of money. Mrs. Williams always fought with their family doctor to get me to see a specialist about having feet and ear operations to see if it would be possible. I was sent to see a specialist for my feet and another specialist for my ears. The end result was that it was possible to have feet and ear operations. The first time I was able to walk straight I was 10 years old, and I was 12 years old when I heard for the first time. When social service found out that I was walking straight and hearing, they brought the money the Williams was used to getting and brought it down to money of the day for foster parents which were 3 or 4 hundred dollars a month. The Williams didn't like that and they kicked me out. I went to my social worker and then I was brought into the supervisor's office and I was told that I would be put on independent living at age 13. Read that again. Imagine any child living on their own, this is why I am an advocate today because it still happens to children being put on their own. This happened 9 months after I first heard it, I didn't even know what the noise was when someone knocked on the door. Two weeks after I was on my own, I was kidnapped, raped by a man up in the mountains, almost killed, and left for dead up in the mountains stark naked. And today I'm a filmmaker telling our story. The documentary I am working on is called Indigenous Success Stories series: tube.bgwfilmstudios.movie/v/uRhoJD ua-cam.com/video/CoNizE_-Wmo/v-deo.html

My mom told me before she passed on that I wasn't even supposed to be born. In 1958 my parents had a baby boy. Life went on, as usual, my dad boated people from remote reserves and boat them to Gold River, BC. During this time my mom went about cleaning and preparing for supper when she didn't hear any sound coming from the baby's room, so my mom went to check on Billy. Well, sadly Billy passed what we know today as crip death. My dad contracted TB which was quite common, so my mom said that she put her foot down with my dad and said no more kids. Then I was born. I was born with club feet, death in both ears and borderline retardation. I was taken out of my home at 3 years old and taken to a residential school only to be almost killed there. One day I walked over to the principal who was a priest, and I kicked him in the shins and said I wanted to go home. The principal looked at me with anguish and he grabbed my arm and dragged me over to the basement door. He looked at me for what he thought would be his last time. He puts his hand on my back and he throws me down the step. Remember to breathe. If you believe in angels as I do, I felt an angel wrapping himself around me preventing me from hurting myself while rolling down the steps. He gently lands me at the bottom of the steps. Of course, the principal saw that I was still alive and he runs down the steps. He grabs my arm and puts me in a 5by5 cage and he handcuffs my leg to the cage so that I would try to escape. I was 3 years old, where would I go. They didn't want me thereafter, and I was taken to the Supreme Court to be made a ward of the courts. I was then handed over to the social service to be put into the foster care system. I remember being brought to the Williams home, I couldn't walk, so the social worker carried me to the steps of the Williams. The social worker gave me a teddy bear that I still have today and his name is Boo Boo. Things weren't the greatest at the Williams, I couldn't hear, but I saw that Mrs. Williams was always yelling and throwing her arms around. Today I'm an advocate for first nations people here in Canada and the US I am a consultant. I have been doing this now for 38 years. The reason is what I learned as an advocate is that anytime social service wants to hide any child they put them under the foster parent's name. I was born Billy George, while in foster care at the Williams I became Billy George Williams. The Williams was getting 1800.00 dollars a month for looking after me in the 60s, that's a lot of money. Mrs. Williams always fought with their family doctor to get me to see a specialist about having feet and ear operations to see if it would be possible. I was sent to see a specialist for my feet and another specialist for my ears. The end result was that it was possible to have feet and ear operations. The first time I was able to walk straight I was 10 years old, and I was 12 years old when I heard for the first time. When social service found out that I was walking straight and hearing, they brought the money the Williams was used to getting and brought it down to money of the day for foster parents which were 3 or 4 hundred dollars a month. The Williams didn't like that and they kicked me out. I went to my social worker and then I was brought into the supervisor's office and I was told that I would be put on independent living at age 13. Read that again. Imagine any child living on their own, this is why I am an advocate today because it still happens to children being put on their own. This happened 9 months after I first heard it, I didn't even know what the noise was when someone knocked on the door. Two weeks after I was on my own, I was kidnapped, raped by a man up in the mountains, almost killed, and left for dead up in the mountains stark naked. And today I'm a filmmaker telling our story. The documentary I am working on is called Indigenous Success Stories series.

My mom told me before she passed on that I wasn't even supposed to be born. In 1958 my parents had a baby boy. Life went on, as usual, my dad boated people from remote reserves and boat them to Gold River, BC. During this time my mom went about cleaning and preparing for supper when she didn't hear any sound coming from the baby's room, so my mom went to check on Billy. Well, sadly Billy passed what we know today as crip death. My dad contracted TB which was quite common, so my mom said that she put her foot down with my dad and said no more kids. Then I was born. I was born with club feet, death in both ears and borderline retardation. I was taken out of my home at 3 years old and taken to a residential school only to be almost killed there. One day I walked over to the principal who was a priest, and I kicked him in the shins and said I wanted to go home. The principal looked at me with anguish and he grabbed my arm and dragged me over to the basement door. He looked at me for what he thought would be his last time. He puts his hand on my back and he throws me down the step. Remember to breathe. If you believe in angels as I do, I felt an angel wrapping himself around me preventing me from hurting myself while rolling down the steps. He gently lands me at the bottom of the steps. Of course, the principal saw that I was still alive and he runs down the steps. He grabs my arm and puts me in a 5by5 cage and he handcuffs my leg to the cage so that I would try to escape. I was 3 years old, where would I go. They didn't want me thereafter, and I was taken to the Supreme Court to be made a ward of the courts. I was then handed over to the social service to be put into the foster care system. I remember being brought to the Williams home, I couldn't walk, so the social worker carried me to the steps of the Williams. The social worker gave me a teddy bear that I still have today and his name is Boo Boo. Things weren't the greatest at the Williams, I couldn't hear, but I saw that Mrs. Williams was always yelling and throwing her arms around. Today I'm an advocate for first nations people here in Canada and the US I am a consultant. I have been doing this now for 38 years. The reason is what I learned as an advocate is that anytime social service wants to hide any child they put them under the foster parent's name. I was born Billy George, while in foster care at the Williams I became Billy George Williams. The Williams was getting 1800.00 dollars a month for looking after me in the 60s, that's a lot of money. Mrs. Williams always fought with their family doctor to get me to see a specialist about having feet and ear operations to see if it would be possible. I was sent to see a specialist for my feet and another specialist for my ears. The end result was that it was possible to have feet and ear operations. The first time I was able to walk straight I was 10 years old, and I was 12 years old when I heard for the first time. When social service found out that I was walking straight and hearing, they brought the money the Williams was used to getting and brought it down to money of the day for foster parents which were 3 or 4 hundred dollars a month. The Williams didn't like that and they kicked me out. I went to my social worker and then I was brought into the supervisor's office and I was told that I would be put on independent living at age 13. Read that again. Imagine any child living on their own, this is why I am an advocate today because it still happens to children being put on their own. This happened 9 months after I first heard it, I didn't even know what the noise was when someone knocked on the door. Two weeks after I was on my own, I was kidnapped, raped by a man up in the mountains, almost killed, and left for dead up in the mountains stark naked. And today I'm a filmmaker telling our story. The documentary I am working on is called Indigenous Success Stories series.

My mom told me before she passed on that I wasn't even supposed to be born. In 1958 my parents had a baby boy. Life went on, as usual, my dad boated people from remote reserves and boat them to Gold River, BC. During this time my mom went about cleaning and preparing for supper when she didn't hear any sound coming from the baby's room, so my mom went to check on Billy. Well, sadly Billy passed what we know today as crip death. My dad contracted TB which was quite common, so my mom said that she put her foot down with my dad and said no more kids. Then I was born. I was born with club feet, death in both ears and borderline retardation. I was taken out of my home at 3 years old and taken to a residential school only to be almost killed there. One day I walked over to the principal who was a priest, and I kicked him in the shins and said I wanted to go home. The principal looked at me with anguish and he grabbed my arm and dragged me over to the basement door. He looked at me for what he thought would be his last time. He puts his hand on my back and he throws me down the step. Remember to breathe. If you believe in angels as I do, I felt an angel wrapping himself around me preventing me from hurting myself while rolling down the steps. He gently lands me at the bottom of the steps. Of course, the principal saw that I was still alive and he runs down the steps. He grabs my arm and puts me in a 5by5 cage and he handcuffs my leg to the cage so that I would try to escape. I was 3 years old, where would I go. They didn't want me thereafter, and I was taken to the Supreme Court to be made a ward of the courts. I was then handed over to the social service to be put into the foster care system. I remember being brought to the Williams home, I couldn't walk, so the social worker carried me to the steps of the Williams. The social worker gave me a teddy bear that I still have today and his name is Boo Boo. Things weren't the greatest at the Williams, I couldn't hear, but I saw that Mrs. Williams was always yelling and throwing her arms around. Today I'm an advocate for first nations people here in Canada and the US I am a consultant. I have been doing this now for 38 years. The reason is what I learned as an advocate is that anytime social service wants to hide any child they put them under the foster parent's name. I was born Billy George, while in foster care at the Williams I became Billy George Williams. The Williams was getting 1800.00 dollars a month for looking after me in the 60s, that's a lot of money. Mrs. Williams always fought with their family doctor to get me to see a specialist about having feet and ear operations to see if it would be possible. I was sent to see a specialist for my feet and another specialist for my ears. The end result was that it was possible to have feet and ear operations. The first time I was able to walk straight I was 10 years old, and I was 12 years old when I heard for the first time. When social service found out that I was walking straight and hearing, they brought the money the Williams was used to getting and brought it down to money of the day for foster parents which were 3 or 4 hundred dollars a month. The Williams didn't like that and they kicked me out. I went to my social worker and then I was brought into the supervisor's office and I was told that I would be put on independent living at age 13. Read that again. Imagine any child living on their own, this is why I am an advocate today because it still happens to children being put on their own. This happened 9 months after I first heard it, I didn't even know what the noise was when someone knocked on the door. Two weeks after I was on my own, I was kidnapped, raped by a man up in the mountains, almost killed, and left for dead up in the mountains stark naked. And today I'm a filmmaker telling our story. The documentary I am working on is called Indigenous Success Stories series.

Find all priests and teachers, dead or alive, and put them on trial. This show what religion is all about.

Whenever I say, think, feel the words: “Every Child Matters” I know in my heart this includes survivors and families. I am grateful for the opportunity to learn about Truth and Reconciliation.

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Please remember, this time, that the children and grandchildren are also survivors. They carry the intergenerational trauma of their parents and grandparents.

So grateful to have been privileged to spend this special time with you…Thank you for sharing your wisdom and hopefulness ❤️

Thank you all for sharing this…beautiful and heartbreaking…

Thank you all for inspiring!! Yes Inspiring.,.

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Since the 215 gravesites were found in Kamloops, my worldview has changed dramatically. My burning desire now is to sit with survivors and listen to their stories. I hope one day soon I can do that.

Great discussion! One question I have is; how do we hold Canada accountable when they break articles within UNDRIP (Article 8 + 10 for example)?

Thez children needed voices thanks to you now Do.

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Where to obtain a T-shirt of Excellence such as Yours?

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What a living nightmare. I'm committed to continuing to learn about Indigenous history and implement it into every corner of my life. Your stories are so important. Thank you for being vulnerable and sharing.

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Really good! Thanks, Chief Kluane Adamek <3