STORIES / Okara’shòn:’a
Four Guys and Two Canoes
When we stopped that first night, it was at a field’s edge. We had some overnight stuff in plastic garbage bags, and we brought the canoes on land, turned them over and with the angle of it on its side, it protected our heads. We would have half our bodies inside the canoe with our feet sticking out, just lying on the ground with some blankets.
Kanenhstatonhkó:wa
Now that guy, Jimmy Carter, came down from France. I know his real name is Jacques Cartier, but I like to see people's puzzled faces when I call him Jimmy Carter.
Ohsia’á:ka
The Iroquois, confused as to why these people were extending their hands out to them, identified the French settlers as “Ohsia’á:ka,” or in English, “People of the palm.” For the few days after Jacques Cartier was there, the Iroquois kept mumbling ohsia’á:ka.
Could've died
When I was a kid, I remember seeing the older women, the grandmothers, swimming in the river. They were very modest and they wore handmade black dresses, even for swimming. I think they would jump into the river behind the church and float way out in the middle of the river. We could hear them laughing and laughing, floating down with their dresses that would make an air bubble around them.
The mighty St. Lawrence river
The St. Lawrence River played an important role in our daily lives, especially for families living by the riverside in the old village area of Kahnawake. On sunny nice days, community women would go down to the shore and wash laundry with large bar soap and scrub boards in hand and children in tow.