By Nora O’Malley, Local Journalism Initiative Reporter, Ha-Shilth-Sa Editor\u2019s note: The following story contains strong language from former students of the Christie Indian Residential School and references that may be upsetting to some readers. Meares Island, B.C. \u2013 Shattered glass. Wailing cries soothed by traditional drums. Wood cracked as the digger excavator tore into the roof of the old Christie Indian Residential School, releasing decades of bridled sorrow and anger. \u201cThey gave me a sledgehammer. I went to town,\u201d laughed Hesquiaht First Nation\u2019s Cecil Sabbas, 74, who went to the Christie Indian Residential School for eight years. \u201cAs I was hitting it I said, and pardon my language, \u2018Take that you mother fucker!\u2019 Every hit I did. Take that. When I finally finished and demolished it, I said, \u2018Fuck you!\u2019… <\/p>\n
By Nora O’Malley, Local Journalism Initiative Reporter, Ha-Shilth-Sa Editor\u2019s note: The following story contains strong language from former students of the Christie Indian Residential School and references that may be upsetting to some readers. Meares Island, B.C. \u2013 Shattered glass. Wailing cries soothed by traditional drums. Wood cracked as the digger excavator tore into the roof of the old Christie Indian Residential School, releasing decades of bridled sorrow and anger. \u201cThey gave me a sledgehammer. I went to town,\u201d laughed Hesquiaht First Nation\u2019s Cecil Sabbas, 74, who went to the Christie Indian Residential School for eight years. \u201cAs I was hitting it I said, and pardon my language, \u2018Take that you mother fucker!\u2019 Every hit I did. Take that. When I finally finished and demolished it, I said, \u2018Fuck you!\u2019... <\/p>\n