I'm Bill Williams, I'm a new production company owner, which is a first nation's film company. My first project I'm working on is a documentary on the Indigenous Success Stories. I will be the start of this documentary, because of success's in life. I was born with club feet, deaf in both ears, and border line retardation. I was taken out of my home by social service agency, and taken to residential school, only to be rejected by them due to my deficits. Made ward of the courts, and then fostered out. While in foster care, I had series of operations on my feet, where they had to break all of my bones in my feet, and graft in new bones. If you ever had broken bones, you know how painful my operations were. This was in the 60's, and the doctor's were not guaranteeing that I would walk straight, or hear, or have the ability to learn. Well guess what, the first time I walked straight was at the age of 10. With series of operations on my ears, the first time I heard was at the age of 12.
I have been on my own since I was 13 years old, because my former foster parent's, the Williams kicked me out; they said they got me because of the money. I was devastated, and I believe that's where I died inside. About two weeks after I was on my own, I went for a walk one sunny Sunday afternoon, and I stopped at a bench to rest, which I shouldn't have. A van drove by me and then he stopped to back up to where I was to ask for directions, and I told him where he should go. He starts to drive off, but stops, and back's up to where I was and asked if I could show him. After thinking about it, and since he was heading in the direction where I lived, I said yes.
He starts to drive off, and get's to the orange bridge, where he was suppose to let me out, but he didn't. He proceeded to drive by a Indian reserve, and up the mountain behind the reserve. There he told me to take off my clothes, and if I refused, he would kill me, and put a fishing knife up against my throat. After he finishes with me, he drives off, and tells me to get out, and I was scared, because if I jumped out of a moving vehicle that I would die, and I was naked. He left me for dead, and I laid there saying to myself: "why me." I managed to get the last three digits of his license plate, and when I got home, I got help phoning the police. The police came over, but I only would talk to a woman police. They did get the guy about two weeks later, getting ready to leave town. When I had to go to court, I was called to the witness stand to identify the guy that kidnapped me, almost killed me, raping me, and leaving me for dead up in the mountains. And when I walked by the guy, he said that he didn't kill me up in the mountains, but he would kill me when he get's out of jail.
I lived my life in fear, jumping at every noise, but I got tired of living like that, because he had control of my life mentally. He was an older man that did this to me, and by the time I was forty, I got married. I told my wife what I told you, and she said that I am the most amazing person that she has ever met. I told her that I needed to go to the mountain to where all this took place, and forgive the guy, because I believe he had passed on. We drove to the mountain, and as I gazed around, and remembered that I was almost killed, I stretched out my hand in peace, and said: "I forgive you, and I let you go." Then I believe that his spirit left me, and from that moment I lived in peace.
Today I run my own Production Company under BGW Film Studio. My first project is on the indigenous success stories, want to join or help us, let me know.