Adopted First Nations Woman Finds “Home” | Hello Goodbye | CBC

(Melodic Piano Music) DALE (O.C): Who’s leaving today? WOMAN: I am. DALE: You are, where are you
going? WOMAN: I live in Alert Bay, but I’m flying into Vancouver. DALE: And who’s seeing you off
today? WOMAN: This is my mom. MOTHER: Already starting to cry.
(Chuckles) (All Chuckle) DALE: Is it a hard one,
a hard goodbye today? MOTHER: Yeah. DAUGHTER: I moved out to
Alert Bay a year ago. I found my birth family,
this is my adoptive mom. DALE: Alert Bay is a
First Nations community? Which First Nations community
is it? DAUGHTER: Kwakwaka’wakw is the
nation, and Namgis is the tribe at- DALE: The tribe or the band? DAUGHTER: Yeah, the band
of Alert Bay. DALE: You adopted her at- MOTHER: Seven months. DALE: At seven months of age.
MOTHER: Yes. DALE: Do you remember the
first day that you saw her? MOTHER: Yes, yeah. Her eyes were so big and they
were like saucers. She just, you just fell in love
with her. DALE: Now, how did you find out
that you were adopted, or when did that become
clear to you? DAUGHTER: They’ve always been
really open with, letting me know that. MOTHER: Some of
the neighbourhood kids told her when she was three and
she came in. And, that’s when we first
told her the story. And so she said, “Can I go and find my mom?” And I said,
“Yeah, when you’re older, we’ll help you find your mom.” And so she sat and looked at me
for a minute, she said, “I’ll be older tomorrow,
can we go tomorrow?” (All Laugh) MOTHER: Oh my God!
(Laughs) I remember one day
she said to me, “I wanna be white like you.” And I was heartbroken because
we tried to celebrate her, her colour, her background,
the whole thing. She just looked at me,
she says, “Mom, if you were green,
I’d wanna be green. But you’re white,
so I wanna be white. I wanna be like my mom.” DALE (O.C): What was the impetus
to go, “I’ve gotta go see what Alert
Bay is really all about.” DAUGHTER: There is just
that need. Two years ago, I just got on a
plane and rented a car and drove there. MOTHER: We did. DALE: You both did? DAUGHTER: Yeah, my mom came
with me. DALE: Did you know who you
were going to see? DAUGHTER: No, my birth mom had
passed away. But I wanted to go and
see the land that she used to walk on. MOTHER: The island was a site of
one of the residential schools. And her mom and her aunts
and uncles are all survivors. DALE: Of residential schools. DAUGHTER: Residential school
really, really had a big impact on her life. DALE: It was rough for her
raising children because of what she went through
in the residential school? DAUGHTER: Yeah. (Emotional Piano Music) MOTHER: As soon as she walked
off the ferry, they sent the word right around
the island, so by the time we got to the
third place they sent us, people were coming to see her. DAUGHTER: They said,
“You have a brother.” So I called him. And just said, “I think I’m your sister.” DALE: Can you describe what that
was like for you? DAUGHTER: Meeting him was like,
(Weeping) meeting another version of
myself. He looks just like me. MOTHER: He actually was sitting
beside me once when she came in the room
and he started to cry. And I said, “What’s the matter?” He says, “It’s like watching my
mom walk in the room.” DAUGHTER: I’d never felt
home anywhere. And when I found Alert Bay
it felt like home. (Weeping) (Harmonic Music) DAUGHTER: I was one
of the lucky ones. And I was adopted into
a wonderful family. That’s been the most
difficult part of the move, was leaving my mom. She’s like an angel. She’s taught me how to love, she’s taught me how to be kind. It’s always hard
to say goodbye to her. MOTHER: I knew I would
lose her in a way. I’ll never lose her,
but I lose her, you know. DALE: I hope it’s not so long
that you get to see her again. MOTHER: Me too.
(Chuckles) DALE: Have a safe trip,
thanks so much. MOTHER & DAUGHTER:
Thanks. ♪ I wish you well ♪ ♪ I wish you dear ♪ ♪ I wish for you always
to be near ♪ MOTHER: You got your boarding
pass and everything, okay. Oh God, this is hard. I love you. MOTHER: I love you too,
sweetheart. (Peck) ♪ And I wish you well ♪ ♪ I wish you sweet ♪ (Mother Takes Deep Breath) ♪ And when you do ♪ ♪ I hope that you find ♪ ♪ A new kind of
freedom to get behind ♪ ♪ I wish you well ♪ (Mother Weeping) ♪ Oh, we are the hardy ♪ ♪ And we are the weak ♪ ♪ We are only as good as the
words that we speak ♪ ♪ My heart is a devil my ♪ ♪ Time will be the bell, my ♪ ♪ Time will be the bell, my ♪ ♪ Time will be the bell ♪

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