This year, marks the 100th anniversary of Pauline Johnson’s passing. She died on March 7, 1913 of breast cancer, three days short of her 52nd birthday. In the end, she called Vancouver home. Her last wish was to be buried in her beloved Stanley Park. The city of Vancouver granted her request with the provisoContinue reading “A Global Voice”
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The Controversy
Pauline Johnson was famous for her warm personality, affability and charisma. Many believe that her finest character traits were marked by the fondness and loyalty for her friends. Arguably, these qualities were a compelling force during theatrical performances. Audiences were captivated by her narratives, the use of both European and First Nation attire, and stirredContinue reading “The Controversy”
A Free Spirit
Pauline Johnson captured the hearts and imaginations of her audience. A talented writer, she possessed an uncanny ability to understand the needs, desires, and dreams of an unpredictable public. Early in her career, she recognized the power of combining theatre and literary endeavours to craft a vibrant and dynamic performance. Pauline developed a herContinue reading “A Free Spirit”
The Storyteller
There are defining moments in life. For Pauline, it was the premature passing of her father, Chief George Johnson in 1884. His death was attributed to the beatings he sustained attempting to thwart both the sale of alcohol in his community and the illegal harvesting of timber on the reserve. Without her father’s income, theirContinue reading “The Storyteller”
A Poet’s Beginning
“It is dusk on the Lost Lagoon, And we two dreaming the dusk away, Beneath the drift of a twilight grey, Beneath the drowse of an ending day, And the curve of a golden moon.” George and Emily were well known and respected. Their home, Chiefswood, was a frequent meeting place for intellectual and politicalContinue reading “A Poet’s Beginning”
Tekahionwake
“Do you think you help us by bidding us forget our blood? By teaching us to cast off all memory of our high ideals and our glorious past? I am an Indian. My pen and my life I devote to the memory of my own people. Forget that I was Pauline Johnson, but remember alwaysContinue reading “Tekahionwake”
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