Novel+Letters+(Monica)

Dear Dad, You always said I went to Kuper Island Residential School to become a teacher to help our people. I thought I would actually become a teacher and would be the smartest person in our reserve. You were wrong and so was I. That day that the agent came to take me to the new school. Things started to get weird. A few weeks went by and I sent you a letter saying that Father Maynard left and that I wouldn't miss him. I also mentioned I was finally okay. Now, because I am an adult, I will tell you why I wasn't okay. It all started the day I got to the school for the first time and Father Maynard along with a nun greeted us at the door. Father told us who we were going with and that we would learn great things there. He started to talk to me about myself and that you said to take great care of me. After he finished speaking I noticed he was looking at me innapropriatly. To remind you, I was only thirteen at this time and didn't understand much about anything. For some reason, I felt scared. Nothing even happened yet, and even then I knew that it was just the beginning of his behavior towards me. We were taken against our will to the teacher's room, where we got our braids cut off. Sister Mary Louise cut mine off first because I was not fighting back physically. While Dusty was getting hers cut, Father Maynard walkde in and picked up a braid that used to be on my head. I remember what he told me like it was just said yesterday. He said," You look like a princess, a litle princess." He reached to me like he was going to touch my new hair cut. Instead, he brushed his hand against my breats. A thing I swore no man would ever do to me, until I was absolutly ready and older. Not when i was thirteen years old at a school where they teach you about god and sins. It wasn't supposed to happen like that, but it did. After awhile things like this started happening more and more recent. He would ask me to clean his office or polish the floors of his bedroom. Father Maynard even asked Sister Mary Lousie to get me in the night so he could do more bad things to me. He stole something from me, he stole what I didn't want to be taken until after I was married. After he was done with me, he sent me back to my dorm. Sister would swear at me and call me dirty becasue to her, everything was my fault. All she did though was sit there and do nothing. They didn't care about the kids there, all they wanted us to do was become more european. I will never be the same, I will never be able to let a man come near me again without the images of those days and nights come flooding back. I will always be scared. All because of your selfishness. You may not understand all of what I'm telling you dad. In a few different woulds though, I can tell you that Father Maynard raped me. All because you wanted me to become a teacher. I still love you, I just may never forgive you. Monica