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Although finances have pared the 2nd Annual Dreamspeakers Festival to a short three days, lovers of the arts need not despair - there's a good week's worth of entertainment lined up.
The three-day festival, which celebrates Aboriginal culture, art and film from around the globe, will flaunt a bevy of international Aboriginal musicians, songwriters, poets, storytellers and…
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When I was growing up, my mother used to tell me about how much things had changed on the reserve since she was a kid. There were stories about hauling countless pails of water from the pump, chopping wood, fighting swarms of Indian-loving mosquitoes (without the benefit of OFF), wading through armpit-high snow to get to the outhouse while battling hungry wolves. You know, the…
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When I was growing up, my mother used to tell me about how much things had changed on the reserve since she was a kid. There were stories about hauling countless pails of water from the pump, chopping wood, fighting swarms of Indian-loving mosquitoes (without the benefit of OFF), wading through armpit-high snow to get to the outhouse while battling hungry wolves. You know, the…
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When I was growing up, my mother used to tell me about how much things had changed on the reserve since she was a kid. There were stories about hauling countless pails of water from the pump, chopping wood, fighting swarms of Indian-loving mosquitoes (without the benefit of OFF), wading through armpit-high snow to get to the outhouse while battling hungry wolves. You know, the…
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When I was growing up, my mother used to tell me about how much things had changed on the reserve since she was a kid. There were stories about hauling countless pails of water from the pump, chopping wood, fighting swarms of Indian-loving mosquitoes (without the benefit of OFF), wading through armpit-high snow to get to the outhouse while battling hungry wolves. You know, the…
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When I was growing up, my mother used to tell me about how much things had changed on the reserve since she was a kid. There were stories about hauling countless pails of water from the pump, chopping wood, fighting swarms of Indian-loving mosquitoes (without the benefit of OFF), wading through armpit-high snow to get to the outhouse while battling hungry wolves. You know, the…
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When I was growing up, my mother used to tell me about how much things had changed on the reserve since she was a kid. There were stories about hauling countless pails of water from the pump, chopping wood, fighting swarms of Indian-loving mosquitoes (without the benefit of OFF), wading through armpit-high snow to get to the outhouse while battling hungry wolves. You know, the…
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When I was growing up, my mother used to tell me about how much things had changed on the reserve since she was a kid. There were stories about hauling countless pails of water from the pump, chopping wood, fighting swarms of Indian-loving mosquitoes (without the benefit of OFF), wading through armpit-high snow to get to the outhouse while battling hungry wolves. You know, the…
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When I was growing up, my mother used to tell me about how much things had changed on the reserve since she was a kid. There were stories about hauling countless pails of water from the pump, chopping wood, fighting swarms of Indian-loving mosquitoes (without the benefit of OFF), wading through armpit-high snow to get to the outhouse while battling hungry wolves. You know, the…
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When I was growing up, my mother used to tell me about how much things had changed on the reserve since she was a kid. There were stories about hauling countless pails of water from the pump, chopping wood, fighting swarms of Indian-loving mosquitoes (without the benefit of OFF), wading through armpit-high snow to get to the outhouse while battling hungry wolves. You know, the…
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When I was growing up, my mother used to tell me about how much things had changed on the reserve since she was a kid. There were stories about hauling countless pails of water from the pump, chopping wood, fighting swarms of Indian-loving mosquitoes (without the benefit of OFF), wading through armpit-high snow to get to the outhouse while battling hungry wolves. You know, the…
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I'm a little confused about the meaning of "inherent rights." This term continues to arise in discussions and negotiations on rights concerning the Indian people of Canada.
The dictionary definition suggests that inherent means existence as a natural or inseparable quality, something that is not adjustable. However, the true definition is generally misconstrued and…
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I'm a little confused about the meaning of "inherent rights." This term continues to arise in discussions and negotiations on rights concerning the Indian people of Canada.
The dictionary definition suggests that inherent means existence as a natural or inseparable quality, something that is not adjustable. However, the true definition is generally misconstrued and…
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I'm a little confused about the meaning of "inherent rights." This term continues to arise in discussions and negotiations on rights concerning the Indian people of Canada.
The dictionary definition suggests that inherent means existence as a natural or inseparable quality, something that is not adjustable. However, the true definition is generally misconstrued and…
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I'm a little confused about the meaning of "inherent rights." This term continues to arise in discussions and negotiations on rights concerning the Indian people of Canada.
The dictionary definition suggests that inherent means existence as a natural or inseparable quality, something that is not adjustable. However, the true definition is generally misconstrued and…