Savage
Story told by Nick Huard
Through the University of Montreal, I’m the resident elder now at the university.
When I look back in the past, if I even thought of something like that, I would get beaten up.
“How dare you think you can foresee yourself at the university?”
“It’s just a savage.”
“Don’t think about that.”
“Concentrate on your chores.”
I think we’re coming through. Especially when you consider that until 1951, nobody was allowed to leave the reservation without permission of the Indian agent. When I was a kid in Listuguj, that was the norm. The only way you could get around that was by serving in the army.
It’s still very recent.
I used to carry a stack of pictures pre-internet days, just to prove that what I was saying was true. People wouldn’t believe me.
“How could you do that? You’re just a savage.”
It was very frustrating.