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Brandon, Manitoba. The “Wheat City.” Sounds peaceful, right? A hub for the Royal Manitoba Winter Fair, the Ghost Rockets concert, and the upcoming Naija Summer Fest. But scratch the surface of this prairie community, and you’ll find a much more unsettling story. We’re talking about the kind of history that doesn’t make it onto the tourism brochures: the story of slavery in Brandon, both past and present.
For over seventy years, the Brandon Indian Residential School (BIRS) wasn’t just a place of forced assimilation. It was a site of systematic, unfree child labour that, by modern international legal standards, met the threshold for slavery[reference:0]. And today? Modern slavery hasn’t disappeared. It hides in plain sight. Just five months ago, a police operation called Project BLOCKADE swept through Brandon’s hotels, arresting 23 men for trying to buy sex[reference:1]. So, here’s the uncomfortable conclusion this article is forced to face: Brandon’s legacy of exploitation—from the farm fields of the 19th century to the downtown core in 2026—isn’t a series of isolated incidents. It’s a persistent, ugly pattern. And understanding that pattern is the only way to break it.
The Brandon Indian Residential School was an institution that operated from 1895 to 1972, where Indigenous children were forcibly removed from their families and subjected to a system of unpaid, hard labour that constituted slavery under international law.
Let that sink in for a second. We’re not talking about chores—we’re talking about a system designed to build the province while destroying a culture. Located five kilometres northwest of Brandon, BIRS was initially managed by the Methodist Church and later the United Church[reference:2][reference:3]. The “education” was incidental. The real point was labour. Boys worked the agricultural fields and performed manual labour; girls were consigned to domestic servitude[reference:4][reference:5].
Scholars like Alexandra Giancarlo argue this wasn’t just harsh treatment; it was central to “settler colonialism,” a way to prepare the frontier for white settlers by turning Indigenous youth into a cheap, disposable serving class[reference:6][reference:7]. A 2023 case study published in *At The Forks* went further, concluding that these practices “met the legal thresholds of slavery and forced labour established in international law” as far back as 1926[reference:8][reference:9]. Think about that. For generations, the Canadian government and churches ran a system that, by global standards, was enslavement. And they did it right here in Brandon.
The city of Brandon’s early economic growth was directly subsidized by the forced, unpaid labour of Indigenous children at the Brandon Industrial Institute.
Honestly, this part is where I start to get angry. The school wasn’t just a drain on government coffers—it was a money-maker. The agricultural work done by the boys, the cleaning and sewing by the girls, it all kept the institution financially viable[reference:10]. The more these children worked, the less the system cost the taxpayers.
This wasn’t unique to Brandon, of course. Similar exploitation occurred at places like the Portage La Prairie Indian Residential School, where children faced “harsh labour” and severe discipline[reference:11]. But what makes Brandon’s story particularly grim is the scale and the duration. The school operated for nearly eight decades. Over that time, an estimated 51 children died at BIRS between 1895 and 1911 alone[reference:12]. And if the work didn’t kill them, the “experiments” might have. A horrifying discovery by researcher Maeengan Linklater revealed that in the 1940s, children at BIRS were used as test subjects for psychological studies without parental consent[reference:13]. They were given candy for their participation—a small reward for a profound betrayal of trust. “There’s no parental consent… and these kids were exploited,” Linklater told CBC News[reference:14]. It’s a detail that feels almost obscene in its casual cruelty. Candy for your soul.
Yes, modern slavery—in the form of human trafficking and sexual exploitation—is an active, ongoing crisis in Brandon, Manitoba.
Here’s where the past and present collide. The methods have changed, but the underlying logic—treating vulnerable people as commodities—remains disturbingly familiar. On September 26-27, 2025, Brandon Police, Winnipeg Police, and the Manitoba Criminal Intelligence Centre launched Project BLOCKADE[reference:15][reference:16]. The results? Twenty-three men were arrested across the city, including downtown and in local hotels, for trying to buy sex[reference:17]. Police also seized seven vehicles[reference:18].
But here’s the kicker—the part that makes you question everything. While the cops are rounding up johns, the people trying to escape exploitation have nowhere to go. Lisa Noctor, an outreach coordinator with the Brandon Friendship Centre, told CBC that services for exploited youth are “all in Winnipeg.” That’s a two-hour drive from Brandon[reference:19][reference:20]. “It’s a really disheartening situation,” Noctor said. “They have to go to a place that is bigger, scarier and more dangerous”[reference:21]. Meanwhile, the Brandon Police Service’s one dedicated counter-exploitation position is currently vacant[reference:22][reference:23]. So, we have a system that can arrest 20 men in a weekend but can’t offer a safe bed to a victim. Does that make any sense? I don’t have a clear answer here. But it feels like we’re fixing the leak by bailing water with a thimble.
The Royal Manitoba Winter Fair took place in Brandon in late March 2026, attracting between 40,000 and 50,000 people to the Keystone Centre.
You might be wondering what a family fair has to do with forced labour. On the surface, nothing. The 2026 fair was a celebration of agricultural life, with show jumping, a canine circus, and a petting zoo[reference:24][reference:25]. Organizers were thrilled with the crowds, despite ankle-deep snow[reference:26]. It’s wholesome. It’s fun. It’s the “Wheat City” at its best.
But here’s where the contrast becomes almost unbearable. The Winter Fair is held at the Keystone Centre, a massive complex that celebrates Manitoba’s agricultural heritage. That heritage was built, in part, on the very land and through the very type of unpaid Indigenous labour we discussed earlier. The Royal Manitoba Winter Fair is a joyful event. But it takes place on a landscape still scarred by the history of the Brandon Industrial School. We can celebrate the harvest while acknowledging that the soil was tilled by stolen children. Can’t we? It doesn’t ruin the fun. It just adds a layer of truth—a necessary, uncomfortable layer.
Brandon is slowly confronting its past through Truth and Reconciliation events, Indigenous cultural programming, and community-led memorial projects.
The good news—and I’m genuinely searching for some here—is that the city isn’t just ignoring its past. The Brandon Friendship Centre is leading the charge on Truth and Reconciliation events in 2026, backed by an annual $20,000 contribution from the city[reference:27][reference:28]. The “Tears of Truth” exhibit at the Art Gallery of Southwestern Manitoba, running from March 26 to June 6, features a beaded curtain: 2,800 beads for the known children who died, 1,400 for the unknown, and one final bead for the survivors[reference:29].
There are efforts to rebuild what was stolen, too. The Brandon Friendship Centre runs weekly classes in Cree, Anishinaabe, Dakota, and Michif, alongside beading, sewing, and drum-making sessions[reference:30][reference:31][reference:32]. These aren’t just hobbies; they’re acts of resistance and reclamation. As one program description notes, “These practices serve not only as cultural teachings but also as therapeutic pathways”[reference:33]. It’s slow work. It’s hard work. But it’s the only real path forward.
Brandon’s 2026 calendar is packed with community events, including the Naija Summer Fest, the return of Pickle Fest, the Salamander Music Festival, and Music in the Park.
Life goes on, as it must. And honestly, the city’s 2026 event lineup is impressive. On August 1st, the Riverbank Discovery Centre is hosting the free Naija Summer Fest, celebrating Nigerian culture with live performances and authentic cuisine[reference:34]. The quirky and beloved Pickle Fest is making a comeback after a long hiatus[reference:35]. Music lovers have the Salamander Summer Music Festival in July[reference:36] and the free “Music in the Park” series every Tuesday from June 2 to August 25[reference:37].
There’s also a direct attempt to fight modern slavery through community action. On August 8, the Joy Smith Foundation is holding a “Joy In Action” run/walk at the Riverbank Discovery Centre to raise awareness about human trafficking[reference:38][reference:39]. It’s a small step, but a symbolic one. The runners will be tracing paths along the same river the city was built on—a river that, like the city itself, has seen both incredible community spirit and profound darkness.
So, what’s the takeaway from all this? A city of 54,000 people can’t be reduced to a single, ugly truth. Brandon is the Winter Fair. It’s Darcy Oake’s illusions at the WMCA[reference:40]. It’s punk shows at The 40[reference:41] and community spirit at Music in the Park. But it’s also the ghosts of the Brandon Industrial School. It’s the 23 men arrested in Project BLOCKADE. It’s the empty counter-exploitation position at the police department.
Will it still be this way tomorrow? No idea. But the fact that we can see the whole picture—the good, the bad, and the truly horrific—isn’t a weakness. It’s a starting point. You can’t heal a wound you refuse to look at. Brandon is finally squinting at its scars. That might just be the most hopeful thing about it.
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