Chapter 3 focuses on the differences in education in terms of religion and
race. It was heavily surrounded by more history, and this time, less
definitions, which is always a plus in my book.
When I read about upper and lower Canada and the things they
fought each other over, the first thing that came to mind was, “first world
problems”, especially concerning the school tax. To this day, ‘school tax’ is
still mandatory, but it is just thrown into your property tax (if you live in
city limits). The feud between upper and lower Canada led to a series of
legislation that helped contribute to the function and continuation of what are
now known as public schools.
The second portion of this chapter obviously resonated with
me. Being the only First Nation student in my cohort was difficult to
comprehend when I began the program back in September. Having to read about the
residential schools is always an emotional topic for me because I come from a
family where my mom, kookum (grandma) and other relatives attended the
residential school in Canada. On Tuesday, we watched Tim Wolochatiuk’s We Were
Children. I’ve seen this 3 times already, and it seems like every time I watch
it, it gets harder to sit through it. I imagine my son being taken away and
sent to that awful place and I think anyone with a sense of compassion would
imagine the same thing. These children would have been your sisters, your
brothers, your cousins, your aunts or your uncles. It’s not a ride to
Disneyland. I think people need to watch these movies because we still have a
long way to go to bridge building. In fact, what we’ve watched on Tuesday is
tame compared to the reality of what really went on. Lyna passed away 2 weeks
ago. She attended the residential school on my reserve, Sagkeeng. She left behind
quite a legacy, as she was an advocate for First Nation rights.
I felt that I could sympathize and empathize with the
section on racial segregation in the education system. I don’t know what it
would’ve felt like to have been segregated and isolated, but I have an idea of
how it can be real. I attended a French immersion school in high school, and I
remember clubs that were created for only French immersion students. They
wouldn’t advertise it, but if you didn’t speak French, you couldn’t join, and
when those of us who didn’t speak French tried to make clubs, we had to have
them approved by the administration, whereas, the French students did not. This
always infuriated me and made me resent the school. As a teacher, I would want
my students to feel included, safe and most of all, loved and
valued/appreciated. I think there are things we don’t think about, little things
that can lead to indirect segregation, even if we are not meaning to do it. It
can be anything from the tone of voice you use with certain students, to your
body language and gestures.
Question: The history of the residential schools seems to be integrated here and there throughout courses in various university programs, including education. It is such a heavy topic that cannot be condensed in a nutshell size. Do you think there should be a course offering for just the topic of the residential schools? Do you think this would be more helpful instead of reading 2-3 pages in a textbook about it?
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