Growing up in Kahnawake

Courtesy: Kanien’kehá:ka Onkwawén:na Raotitióhkwa Language and Cultural Center

Story told by: Peggy Mayo-Standup

When I was growing up in the village of Kahnawake, the area was beautiful. Absolutely beautiful. 

I was living right by the Catholic Church, right where the castle is today. I lived there, but it wasn't a castle then. Believe me. 

What was considered the main street at the time was all tree lines. There were trees everywhere. It was a beautiful area.

Courtesy: Kanien’kehá:ka Onkwawén:na Raotitióhkwa Language and Cultural Center

Everyone was always outside, especially the elders, rocking in their chairs. Everyone was always so friendly. 

At the time, we were very poor, but I don't think you really noticed how poor you were, because at that time everybody was poor. Everyone was so generous, and whatever people had, they shared.

Courtesy: Kanien’kehá:ka Onkwawén:na Raotitióhkwa Language and Cultural Center

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