The article “The Myth of the Level Playing Field” by âpihtawikosisân, is full of “myth” busting response of a so-called level playing field with Indigenous peoples in this now liberal democracy. She starts by taking rebuttal, such as; “Acknowledging the past is good enough”, “Equal access to rights has been achieved”, “Equality before the law … Continue reading Reading Response #4
Noticing Normative Narratives The normal narrative of each story seems to be followed by a moment were someone notice a difference between each other in a negative aspect. These three story’s reminded me of my own; starting with a child and unexpected situation. I believe it was that innocent child perspective, that struck me the … Continue reading Analysis of Self Stories
There is a moment of silence before my eyes open to the sun shining through the small gap of my curtains. I roll out of bed and make my way towards the window, pulling the curtains aside to see the bright sky of morning. Relief floods me. A magical sunrise, in my opinion, is a … Continue reading Self-Story #4: Today is my Day
I was assigned to the article, “Treaty Education for Ethically Engaged Citizenship: Settler Identities, Historical Consciousness and the Need for Reconciliation”, by Jennifer Tupper. This quote interested me the most- “Being in ethical relation requires engagement with ‘difficult knowledge’, shifting out of the epistemological stance of ignorance, resisting colonial historical consciousness produced through front-tier narratives … Continue reading Reading Response #1
Hi, my name is Brooklynn. I am four years old and this is my first year in school! I am kind of nervous. I overheard this place is called preschool, but I am not to sure. All I know is that I am super excited to meet all the other children. For some reason, mama … Continue reading Self-Story #3: Preschool
Where do I live? Saskatchewan, I say. Geographically fools always play, “where’s that”? and the conversation never change. For me as a child, I was that fool that got lost easily. So how was I supposed to describe this beautiful vast place. If I had to try and describe, Its kind of strange. There was … Continue reading Self-Story #2- Yellow markings
There was a time when I was little, that I thought nothing would ever change. I would be spending every hot summer day in this sweet beautiful place. This place happened to be in a valley, that was surrounded by many lakes. If you listened quietly you could have heard the mysteries noise that echoed … Continue reading Self-Story 1: I feel at Home
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