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Night Falls Early

1:59 min. - In December it’s dark at 3 p.m. We spend a lot of time in the tent. The elders take this opportunity to teach the young ones a bit of history.


Shimun Basile - My late grandfather came from Utshimassit, in Labrador. One day, he set out with his companions over to the other side, where he had never been before. I don't know where that was. He said they met some Innu from Sept-Iles, who invited them to go back with them. At first they travelled by foot, then by canoe. That's how they first arrived here.
Noëlla Basile - Did they make the canoes themselves?
Shimun Basile - Yes. The canoes were very small, and children's little heads stuck out over the edges here and there. They were filled to the brim. He remembered arriving at the mouth of the "Big-River", in Sept-Iles. That's when they saw the priest for the first time, and my grandfather became a Catholic. He didn't have any religion before that. Previously, it was the devil... That's where he was baptized, went to confession and made his First Communion. Everything a good Catholic should do, right? That summer, he also married my grandmother. Then, he came to Mingan. That's where he lived afterwards. His father's name was Pashin. That's our name now.

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Elysabeth B 7 years, 5 months ago

À la manière sérieuse qu'il raconte cette histoire, je ne comprends pas qu'il puisse transmettre que son grand-père pensait qu,il n,avait pas de religion. Et qu'avant, c'était le démon!!!Les prêtres l'avaient-il si facile? Pourtant la spiritualité amérindienne est puissante, respectueuse et connectée au grand mystère...

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