Nimosōm in Memoriam – December 6, 2017

It has been one year since my grandfather passed away. He was born September 12, 1925 and lived a long live until December 6, 2017. My best memories are from when I was a boy in the trapline. Listening to his stories and imagining all the details of his fascinating tales. They were great times … Continue reading Nimosōm in Memoriam – December 6, 2017

Nimosōm and my Uncle track the wihtikō

As a boy, one of the many stories my late grandfather told me was when he thought he might have tracked the wihtikō. One day, in the winter, he was out with my late uncle (nohkomis) on the frozen lake, way before I was born. I listened attentively as he told his story about a … Continue reading Nimosōm and my Uncle track the wihtikō

Nimosōm – wīsahkīcāhk and the Foreign Object in my Eye

When I was a boy, I used to love hearing about wīsahkīcāhk, the trickster, and all the shenanigans he got himself into. I remember a story about when the trickster met with wihtikow (wendigo in other areas). Wīsahkīcāhk had been walking around the forest, as usual, when he met with the cannibalistic entity. In the … Continue reading Nimosōm – wīsahkīcāhk and the Foreign Object in my Eye

Nimosōm Storytelling in the Trapline

As a little boy in the trapline, my late grandfather used to tell me many stories after a day of checking snares and traps. I wish I could remember them in detail but they are pretty much a blur at this point in my life. I also remember when i turned 8 years old and … Continue reading Nimosōm Storytelling in the Trapline

Cold in the Cabin

It is a cold day today and I am glad I was provided with a teacherage to bring my family together. The girls have their rooms, and my wife does not have to deal young people coming in and out of our oldest daughters house. It is 15 ᴼC, 23 with the windchill. My daughter … Continue reading Cold in the Cabin

Isolation in the Trapline

I remember as a boy, we would be isolated for weeks. Living off the land: fish, ducks and various animals would provide what we needed. We needed supplies from town of course like flour, sugar, toiletries and lard. nimosom would get ready to go to La Ronge Robertson’s Trading post to go see Alec to … Continue reading Isolation in the Trapline

Making a Cabin in the Trapline – My early memories

As a very young boy, I remember when nimosōm – my grandfather, started getting his cabin built across the lake from the Pisew Lake landing. Before that, we had been staying in canvas tents up until freeze-up. That next spring, nimosōm and okosisa – his sons, started preparing the area where the new cabin would … Continue reading Making a Cabin in the Trapline – My early memories

First Nation Medicine, Stories and Skeptics

Scientists have been skeptical of the theory of firehawks spreading fires by carrying burning sticks. The Aborigines have known for centuries, maybe even for millennia, what scientists are discovering today. There have been other instances of scientists discovering what North American Indigenous people have known all along. Native medicine is getting a second look from … Continue reading First Nation Medicine, Stories and Skeptics