Kiyas, a long time ago there was a very successful trapper named Hubert who travelled across Saskatchewan on the many lakes and rivers in this land. The odd thing about this trapper was that he always travelled alone.
Read MoreKiyas, a long time ago, a Métis community was holding a New Year’s celebration in the townhall. Everyone brought food and there was music and dancing. They were having a great time. It was one of those nights when great big, fluffy snowflakes were falling from the sky covering everything in a glistening white blanket of snow.
Read MoreMy cousin Orland was such a joker. When we were young, we lived on a road allowance. We were always left at home to do things. I had to do housework, and my cousin had to do the outside work.
Read MoreMy family memories are filled with stories of my Michif grandmother. Her name is Flora Marie Trottier. She married my grandpa Joe Caron. Her parents were Jean Baptiste Trottier and Melanie Lemire and my grandma was born at Round Prairie.
Read MoreCharles didn’t give up, so he took his beloved wife to Battleford to another doctor. Can you imagine the ride from St. Laurent to Battleford? It was probably on the Carlton trail. Charles was desperate when he presented her to the doctor in Battleford. The doctor could not help. She was sent home again. When they got back to St. Laurent, Charles didn’t know what to do.
Read MoreHe wanted good things for his family, friends, and community. Under his leadership, the Métis/Michif people came together. These were good times filled with laughter. It was a happy community.
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