E Komo Mai

a brief photo journal of yet another tangentially significant life form.

Saturday, March 25, 2006

Old Classics Make New Friends


I'd love to read a book written by "Injuns" about that time period. Would they glorify natives raised in the white man's traditions? Hmmm. Good book.

3 comments:

At 6:31 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

when i was young,
they tied me in braids,
and mentioned my olive skin.
resemblance affects us in ways beyond words.
- old indian folk song

 
At 4:00 PM, Blogger nahama said...

Oh Hana De Bloggess (on the Prowess)!

They called her "Pocahontas" for many a moon, though they should have called her "Autumn Rider" (like her sister who was called "Summer Shepherdess").

"Hey" means "Hi" in the Lenape (Delware) tongue. I'm workin on my vocab- one monosyllable at a time.

See ya soon! (And thank G-d I didn't fancy myself Mexican. I'd look peculiar in a sombrero.)

 
At 1:58 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

dear autumn rider,
please throw out all pink, purple, black, white, grey and blue items. (and all shades of cerise.)
this includes clothing, makeup, furniture, cars, (yes eggplant, that means you) room accessories, paint, friends and relatives.
jessica

 

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