Drew Taylor play ‘Only Drunks and Children Tell the Truth’ opens in Thunder Bay

A play by award-winning Ojibway playwright Drew Taylor opened in Thunder Bay with a story about a 60s Scoop survivor returning home.

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Willow is an Oji-Cree Anishinabe from Sandy Lake First Nation. Her background is in print journalism and she studied multimedia before entering broadcast news . She is passionate about the stories of the Anishinabe in northwestern Ontario, particularly in the remote north.


2 thoughts on “Drew Taylor play ‘Only Drunks and Children Tell the Truth’ opens in Thunder Bay

  1. I am in my 40’s and was a part of the 60’s scoop. I was put in foster homes at 3 or 4 years of age and then a permantant foster home and later adopted . I spent 7 days a week I a church. I went to school where I went to church. I turned 18 and left. It was hard to come back to your own nation. People not knowing who you are or what not. You don’t speak your language you don’t dress the same. I had siblings too. 2 brothers. One who committed suicide due to all the horrible things that happened to him .. He was shipped across the country. My older brother stayed in Alberta. It is hard to this day to realize how you for in to a Indian nation when you still stick out and are reminded that you were raised by non natives. It hurts and never leaves you. I only knew my birth mother briefly she passed away too . Hard to have roots and build on them when they were altered as a child and you had no say. I will never get my younger brother back and it is a hurt that will never go away.

  2. I am in my 40’s and was a part of the 60’s scoop. I was put in foster homes at 3 or 4 years of age and then a permantant foster home and later adopted . I spent 7 days a week I a church. I went to school where I went to church. I turned 18 and left. It was hard to come back to your own nation. People not knowing who you are or what not. You don’t speak your language you don’t dress the same. I had siblings too. 2 brothers. One who committed suicide due to all the horrible things that happened to him .. He was shipped across the country. My older brother stayed in Alberta. It is hard to this day to realize how you for in to a Indian nation when you still stick out and are reminded that you were raised by non natives. It hurts and never leaves you. I only knew my birth mother briefly she passed away too . Hard to have roots and build on them when they were altered as a child and you had no say. I will never get my younger brother back and it is a hurt that will never go away.

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