

So much for the very significant events behind this fictional telling of five children who attended such a residential school. Just last year - after the author finished writing this book - over 100 unmarked graves were discovered. Just general institutional wear and tear, so to speak. Not from a horrible communicable disease, a natural disaster, or massive accident. To give some perspective to its lack of good deeds to indigenous children, in less than 10 years from its beginning, more than a third of the children sent there for indoctrination had died.


There is an actual residential school off Vancouver Island in British Columbia, that may have served as the model for the author's narrative. For roughly 70 years, kids 6 to 16 were held captive in institutions, until the government finally took over operation from the too often pedophile-infested church orders that ran them up to that point. Little kids, in some cases, were literally swept off the street with no word to relatives what had happened to then. residential or industrial schools, ended up being more Nazi concentration camp than summer camp. But surely, it would have been just bad luck if those youth camps with a purpose, a.k.a. Kidnap-abduction style, if the opportunity is the most convenient one at any given moment. No ifs, ands, or buts, about it, you're going. Imagine if Hitler and his pure Aryan Nazis had decided to round up all the children of those non-Aryan and otherwise "substandard" Aryans in Germany and officially announced that they would be sent to Nazi Youth Camps just for them, for indoctrination to the Nazi Way.

But, Canada, Oh, Canada, how creative you were with your own "little Indians". For any American who has read Dee Brown's book, Bury My Heart at Wounded Knee, or something equivalent, it is readily obvious that the United States did a masterful job of treating its indigenous peoples horribly.
