Living My Kokum’s Words

Living My Kokum’s Words

Posted by on Jan 29, 2013 in Opinion | 12 Comments

When I was a little girl, we went high bush cranberry picking up off Highway 28. I might have been 7 or 8. It was a family day. My Mom and Dad, all us kids, my Kokum (Grandma) as well as my aunts and uncles, who weren’t really all that much older than me were ...

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