Goodbye Snauq: a review
<p>This short story is told from Maracle’s semi-autobiographical point of view. She grew up watching the lands change at Snauq, or Sun’ahk, what we now call False Creek, the narrow inlet in the heart of Vancouver. She shares her vulnerabilities and her pain with us the readers, and as a teaching assistant in a western institution to the next generation of students pursuing Master’s degrees in Indigenous Governance.</p>
<p>Maracle employs irony to accentuate the injustice. She receives a letter from the new Squamish government with the promise of reconciliation, yet she sweats at the trudgingly slow change (even slower than Canada Post). She teaches at an educational institution with electric lights, yet it is eerily dim (not intentionally and warmly dim like the longhouses that were here before). The Chinese were discriminated against decades ago by head-tax and arsonists, and yet a Chinese multi-billionaire developed False Creek without living here.</p>
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