From the Ashes: My Story of Being Métis, Homeless, and Finding My Way

by Jesse Thistle

Berries, Kokum said, knew well their role as life-givers, and we had to honour and respect that. We did that by knowing our role as responsible harvesters, picking only what we needed and leaving the rest for our animal kin so they could feed themselves and their young. That was our pact, she said, and if we followed it, they’d never let us down.

“Picking only what we needed.”