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Candies : (a humour composite)

Johnston, Basil. (Author).

A collection of humorous short stories by Canadian renowned author Basil Johnston.

Book  - 2015
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  • ISBN: 9781928120032
  • Physical Description v, 194 pages ; 23 cm
  • Publisher Neyaashiinigmiing, Ontario : Kegedonce Press, [2015]

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NFPL Indigenous Collection.
Formatted Contents Note:
Candies grow on trees -- The dog, the cat and the mouse -- "Pig" revived -- Everybody gotta drink it -- Subtle humour -- Wet & wry humour -- Pleading with Satan -- History of the white man -- The Bean Rebellion - revisited -- Frank, the one-legged frog -- He knows lots, him -- Is it true that if you kiss a frog... -- Cpl. Shamus McNutt -- Divine revenge (The wrath of God) -- Stealing the strap -- "Amigo! Whose pesos have you got?" -- Batman and Robin -- Cowboys and Indians -- Don't let little things bug you -- Bi'd seed; Ah! So! -- "Only an Indian can"... --"Dat's a sin to tell de lies", Fauder -- Tom didn't fail! He succeeded -- Silent night -- "911" -- Ghost dog -- The bear walker bear walked -- Indian on bicycle -- Me Tarzan Mee Gawaetcg -- Pass the tea, ... Bag -- "Oh ye of little faith"... Running like a charm -- Where's Simon?

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Candies : A Humour Compilation
Candies : A Humour Compilation
by Johnston, Basil H.; Akiwenzie-Damm, Kateri (Editor)
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Candies : A Humour Compilation


Basil Johnston was one of the foremost Anishinaabe writers and storytellers, and his comedic stories about life in Residential School, Indian School Days, is a classic. Candies was Johnston's first collection of humorous works in decades.Excerpt from "Indian on Bicycle" found in Candies:Both cars raced off. Tires squealed. Rubber burned. 50 ... 60 ... 70 ... 80 miles an hour.Behind, the old Indian, his hair flying, his shirt flapping and snapping like a wind-blown flag, was desperately ringing his bell, "ding, ding, ding." ..."Better get ready to flag down a couple of fool kids racing down the road about 80 miles an hour. But you won't believe this ... there's an old Indian on a bicycle trying to pass them!"