May 5, 2026
Content Warning: This writing speaks to the realities of missing and murdered Indigenous women and girls, and the lasting impact on families and communities. Please approach with care for yourself and others.
I remember being a child, riding my bike with my helmet on, thinking I was just another kid enjoying the day in Keewatin. I was in grade five when I first noticed it. A whistle. Words shouted out of a vehicle that were in English but made no sense. All I had was the feeling that something was not right. That I was being seen in a way that did not sit right.
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