Faith and Love Have Carried Me

Angelique Merasty Levac

The first memory I have is my grandmother getting up—while I was still in bed, of course. I would hear a fire going, then I’d wake up.

My grandmother used to wake up early in the morning and make a fire. I was just a little girl and I’d get out of bed and go out and check on breakfast. I don’t know why; we hardly had anything.

Nohkom (Grandmother) would make her tea first thing in the morning. She would soak dry bannock in the tea and that was my breakfast.

When I was very young, I lived with my grandparents. I remember my rabbit blanket. I would take the whole thing and cover myself—so warm!...