Residential Wreck - Heritage School with Harmony Parent - HarmonyiacKids

https://www.youtube.com/channel/UClmqrDVMq9CiiqbgHnuEWuA https://twitter.com/HarmonyiacKids Harmonyiac: an endearing term for fans of Harmony Parent and her catchy music. Harmonyiac Kids are an incredibly smart, fun loving and talented bunch. My name is Harmony Parent, yes it is my real name. I am an independent musician, singer, songwriter, composer, producer and I work in Winnipeg schools helping kids learn to write songs about things they are learning about in their curriculum. Community, respect, leadership, responsibility and togetherness. The music brings us all together. This is a channel for the kids, their families and teachers, to have access to their amazing work. Enjoy! This amazing song was written in partnership with Harmony Parent (https://www.youtube.com/channel/UClmqrDVMq9CiiqbgHnuEWuA) and Heritage School students in just 3 short hours. One hour classes on 3 separate days. Here are the powerful words... When I was four Life was simple and fun Surrounded by people who loved me I had sisters and brothers A dad and a mom In a home where I could live happy Felt safe there and warm Like a kiss from the sun Today it's just a fond memory The day I turned five My mother she cried 'Cause she knew they were coming to take me Saw dust up the road And knew I'd been told The time had come for hiding They searched high and low From houses to the shore They dragged me off kicking and screaming When I got to the school Saw some faces I knew None of those children were smiling They took me away Scrubbed me down, made me stay In a uniform racial cleansing They gave me a number Took away my name Forced me to speak a new language The pain that I felt With every sting of their belt To break me and change me through anguish I was a savage they said Better off dead Their god did nothing to save me They used that black book Like a weapon and took All of the things I believed in Now I'm full grown With kids of my own I look in their eyes and it's haunting Time fades the fear But the memories seared As a victim to parent it's daunting I make the choice To take up a voice So others will know my story I'll stand with a fist For my people, for justice To heal and pass on our history My hope is one day These deep scars will fade This pain will stop hurting my children I'll accept your sorrys Once you've heard our stories And help us to carry this burden