It's Friday ~ and time to share
more of my father's tales
of life in the northern Ontario bush
from over fifty years ago.
During my father's time in Lansdowne House,
he studied the Ojibway language
with Father Maurice Ouimet,
the Roman Catholic priest
in the community.
My mother Sara specifically
asked my father to share
his Ojibway lessons with our family.
Mom had great curiosity
and an intense desire to learn
which she instilled in all of her children.
My Parents at Acadia University
My mother was the first in her family
to attend university,
and she had the opportunity to go
because of her service in the Royal Canadian Air Force
during world War II.
© M. Louise (MacBeath) Barbour/Fundy Blue
Thursday, October 13, 1960
My father wrote:
Hi There:
I just had another session with the Father.
I have gotten a few more words of Ojibway for you,
so here we go on the weekly language lesson.
Father Ouimet with My Father, Don MacBeath
All Rights Reserved
Lansdowne House, Fall 1960
© M. Louise (MacBeath) Barbour/Fundy Blue
Here are the words:
Adopowin--------------------------Table
Tesabiwin--------------------------Chair
Nipagan----------------------------Bed
Iskotegan---------------------------Stove
Tikinogan--------------------------Thing that Indian mothers carry their children in
Josephine Beaver with Baby in Tikinogan
All Rights Reserved
Photo by Don MacBeath, Fall 1960
© M. Louise (MacBeath) Barbour/Fundy Blue
Ka Pimisemakaka-----------------Airplane
(literally something flying, something inanimate,
to distinguish it from a bird)
Peninshish--------------------------Bird
Otaban------------------------------Wagon
Iskote--------------------------------Fire
Iskotens-----------------------------Match (little fire)
Iskote Otaban----------------------Train (fire wagon)
Iskote Otaban ~ Fire Wagon
Train Station in Oba
Train Station in Oba
Algoma Central Railway
Photo by Don MacBeath, Fall 1960
© M. Louise (MacBeath) Barbour/Fundy Blue
Iskotewaba-------------------------Any hard liquor
(The literal translation is fire liquid,
or as the white man has called it---fire water.)
Waba--------------------------------This word,
if attached to any noun, means the liquid of that thing;
for instance, Moosewaba means the liquid or blood of the moose.
It can also mean the gravy, if the moose is cooked.
This word has no meaning by itself.
Moose
Nipi----------------------------------Water
Assema------------------------------Pipe tobacco
Mokoman---------------------------Knife
Kitche Mokoman------------------American
(Literally big knife;
didn’t the southern Indians call Americans long knives?)
Wemetigoshi-----------------------Frenchman
Shaganash--------------------------Englishman
(and any other white man,
except Americans or Frenchman)
Wiias-------------------------------Meat
Makate-----------------------------Black
Wemetigoshi ~ Frenchman/Coureur des Bois
Photo: Paul Provencher
Now I want to give you a few colors;
but first, I should explain that
Ojibway has different colour words
when they describe inanimate and animate objects.
So here we go:
Colour Inanimate Animate
Black Makate Makatisi
Blue Osawashkwa Osawaskisi
Green Osawaska Osawisi
Yellow
(and brown) Osawa Osawisi
Red Meskwa Meskwisi
White Wabak Wabisi
Well, I hope I haven’t bored you all.
I include these words at the special request of Sara.
Besides, it does fill up space,
and sometimes I am hard put to do this.
After all, I don’t have the good fortune
every day to watch Indians migrate or to fall in the lake.
I am still laid up with the flu, etc.,
and I won’t be going back to school till Monday.
Mike Flaherty, the nurse,
doesn’t want me to take any chances
and have it develop into anything more serious.
Today I had a slight temperature,
but Mike was over and gave me some medicine to take.
Well, exactly one month ago today,
I arrived at Lansdowne House
in the middle of a snowstorm.
It was as cold as hell.
Today it rained all day and was quite mild.
All the oldtimers up here predict
that freeze-up will start within two or three weeks’ time.
Last year, the Father walked on the ice
from the Island to the mainland on October 10,
but it takes a lot more ice to support an airplane,
than to support a priest,
especially a small one like the Father.
As I have said many times in the past,
freeze-up takes from three to five weeks,
and during that time no mail will come in or go out.
So Sara, please try to get the typewriter
up to me before freeze-up.
The portable that is.
I guess that winds it up for another week.
Will be starting another Lansdowne Letter tomorrow.
If anyone has any ideas for
making this more interesting,
let me know, and I will try
to incorporate the ideas in the letter.
Well, bye for this week.
Lots of love to you all
Don
Till next time ~
Note: It's been a challenge
to blog from my hotel lobby!
I gave up visiting blogs on my vacation
after falling hopelessly behind.
Next Friday I'll be back in Colorado,
and I'll start visiting again.
Thanks for your understanding!
Another interesting letter! And hey, you're on VACATION -- that means a vacation from blogging and reading blogs too! Don't be hard on yourself!
ReplyDeleteThanks, Debra! If I had more Pat Hat in me, I'd have the next two years of blog posts already written! LOL! I at least had them partially done through the first week in April! I'm slowly learning! I just got back from a gorgeous walk along the beach. It's truly paradise! Have a great weekend!
DeleteThat is a lot of words to take in in that one. Moose blood tough, eww lol poor moose. Enjoying the sun and sand, how dare you lol
ReplyDeleteLOL! Once I get home, I'm determined to get a real jump on blog posts. You are my inspiration! I loved the moose stuff ~ blood or gravy, alive or cooked! Have a great weekend!
DeleteYour Dad , what a wonderful man and Dad, those letters must have been so welcome ... enjoy those last days of wonderful sunshine and sand, have you learnt that language too, or did you those years ago?
ReplyDeleteHi NJ! I am loving every minute of twos fabulous weather. Our first two weeks here were very cold for Hawaii, but it is now gloriously back to normal! I'm happy to be absorbing a lot of vitamin D! I didn't learn much Ojibway. Dad insisted that we speak with the Indian kids in English, so they could hear and practice it. When we lived at the Indian fish camp on Lac Seul, Fritz and John refused to speak Ojibway, and their mother refused to speak English. So English it was! Have a lovely weekend!
DeleteI know you are having a great vacation and appreciate that you didn't let us down with our Friday soap opera. Have a great time in the sun.
ReplyDeleteHi Peggy! We are having a blast! I was determined not to let my blog friends down while I was on this trip. I did manage to get a rough text done for each one, but that's the easy part! Have a wonderful weekend. I know you continue to be hammered by winter. Take care!
DeleteOh my!! That's so cool your dad learnt the language and how interesting about the differing colour words!! I love these letters x
ReplyDeleteHi Kezzie! I thought that the animate/inanimate color words were the most interesting thing in my Dad's letter. It's also neat to see how the Ojibwa created new words as they became more and more exposed to the outside. Happy weekend to you! x
DeleteLouise, another great letter, and I love all the photos you are sharing. I miss the old trains...and I also miss the way people used to dress back in the 1940's or so. I always love your posts, as you know, your blog is like a breath of fresh air. Thank you! :)
ReplyDeleteThanks, Linda! Your kind comment lifted my spirits! Have a lovely weekend, my Montreal friend!
ReplyDeleteOh my, I find this FASCINATING! I love his explanation...what they carry their children in...and then, you show us a photo of it too, that is amazing!
ReplyDeleteAnd they have different words for colours I animate or inanimate that is very interesting to me.
Thanks again for sharing these letters from your Dad. You must be so proud of him (and your Mom too!)
Hi Kay! Thanks! I am proud of my dad, and I feel very close to him when I work with his letters! Have a wonderful Sunday! XOX!
Deleteamazing..1960 ..I was 16 and got married that July..your dad ...rocks
ReplyDeleteThanks, Jackiesue! Married at 16 ~ or maybe 17 ~ Wow! I was 10 in 1960 ~ seems like forever, and seems like a moment ago! Thanks for reading my posts!
DeleteWow, that photo of your parents is just heavenly! I love how there are different words for colors depending on whether it's an animate or inanimate object. So cool! Thanks, as always, for sharing and safe travels!!! XOXO
ReplyDeleteThanks, Audrey! My parents look so grown up compared to when I went to Acadia. then it was blue jeans and US army jackets! Not that I had one, just the blue jeans! Happy Sunday to your beautiful family and you! XOXO!
DeleteI love all these posts, Louise. What an exciting part of your family's history this was. And don't worry about blog/blog reading. When I'm on vacation (or even just away from home) I have no internet connection (ever!); not even a phone with such features. I disconnect completely!
ReplyDeleteThanks, Martha! Especially for understanding! I'm so glad that you enjoy these posts! Have a wonderful, Sunday!
DeleteNo boredom. You were teaching as your father did. I like his pose in the first picture.
ReplyDeleteHi Peaches! I'm sorry I didn't reply sooner, but I was on vacation, and simply couldn't stay on top of the blogging world from my crowded hotel lobby. Hope all is well with you!
DeleteNow that language is one to learn and study. But I did notice a few patterns that seem consistent enough.
ReplyDeleteWhat a truly life-changing experience this was for your family, Louise. Your parents were so smart/intuitive to know this would be so good for all of you.....as hard as it was at times.
Now get back to that beach!! lol
As you can see from the date of this reply, Jim, I did get back to the beach. Honolulu had a long and uncharacteristically long cold snap, with some rain and a lot of wind. It was too cold to more than dip in the water. And then it did get lovely and warm and sunny during the last 8 or 9 days. All I wanted to do was get in the water! Now I'm home and playing catch-up again! I'm working forwards from my older posts to make sure that I answer all my comments. Have a wonderful weekend. Even though I haven't been getting around, I think of you, Ron, and Sophie all the time! Take care!
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