NMAIMAI copy Purchased from the NMAI Library Endowment.
Contents:
1. Spear fishing -- Henry Ketcheprah -- 2. Mercy flight -- Old (Chin) Thomas Naveau -- Sam Luke -- Willie Moore -- Jesse Mann -- 3. The Shaking tent [ceremony] -- 4. Bren Gun Carrier -- 5. Iroquois Wars -- 6. The Broomball game -- 7. Willis and the big snake -- 8. Toboggans and collarbones -- 9. Counsel for the defence -- 10. The Wendigo and Thom Thomson's haunted house [Thomson] -- 11. Shingwauk Boarding School [residential schools] -- 12. Quicksand on the road to town -- 13. The grave robbers -- 14. Skating through the bush
Summary:
"Mattagami First Nation sits nestled high on the shores of Lake Mattagami in the middle of the northern Ontario wilderness. The Mattagami of the 21st century is a modern, thriving community, connected by a highway to the cities of Timmins and Sudbury. In 1960, however, the winding gravel road connecting the village to the outside world was often closed by the elements, and even when it wasn't, it often proved to be a harrowing adventure in travel. Our family moved to Mattagami during the summer of 1960 when my father accepted a teaching position there. So for the next four years our family lived in an apartment at the back of the one-room school, which was attended by about two dozen students from grades one to six. The time spent in Mattagami was among the most interesting and eventful of our lives. Among the many adults my parents counted as friends were several of the community's old timers -- men and women who gradually opened their hearts to my dad and mom and willingly shared much of the village's stories and history: the Iroquois Wars, Wendigo, the giant snake, shaking tent ceremony ...
These were the stories which my father faithfully recorded in a number of old school scribblers, and it is many of these same stories that are related within the pages of this book, retold through the eyes of a twelve-year old boy. Although the years were remarkable and memorable, memories of our sojourn there are also bittersweet, for many of the young people who were my comrades and friends and who shared our adventures, lived lives that were much too short and whose end was much too tragic. It is to these friends that these stories and reminiscences are dedicated."--Publisher.
