Tuesday, 5 February 2019

I've Been Meaning to Tell You: A Letter to My Daughter by David Chariandy





We are not Muslim.  We do not face Islamophobia, the specificity and intensity of that bigotry, just as we are not Indigenous and so do not know that particular legacy of violence and survival.  But the fact is that I require little imagination to understand what it feels like to be considered dispensable by the powerful within a country.  To be viewed as unconnected to the fabric of Canadian society.




Slavery was conquered not by laws and grand strokes of pens but through the heroism of Black people themselves, through the bravest acts of rebellion and demand, through everyday tactics of care and creativity.




If there is anything to learn from the story of our ancestry, it is that you should respect and protect yourself; that you should demand not only justice but joy; that you should see, truly see, the vulnerability and the creativity and the enduring beauty of others.




Railway enterprises functioned like weapons against Indigenous peoples, cutting through ancestral lands, violating treaties, and decimating the ecosystems that Indigenous peoples relied upon.