He wasn’t ashamed of his story – it was facts. Plain, straight, uncompromising facts. I had never met a residential school survivor – for me, this moment was sharp, pointed and breathing right in front of me.
We all come to crossroads in our experiences where we have to decide what we’re going to do with the story we’ve encountered. Will we engage? Will we defend? How much will we absorb? What are we going to do with the facts?
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