Heritage night, it was so boring! Just a bunch of old people talking about how their ancestors had lived like a bigillion years ago and about what mighty seal, bear and whale hunters they had been way back when Alaska had been a mostly untouched wilderness.
I will make you a deal, read it and write a report on it for me and I will buy you a new video game.
Her mom was always telling her to take pride in her heritage. The Aleut people.
Dad, he was out on a four-month contract on a fishing boat
As they flew together through the night sky the woman came to realize that the man was none other than Igaluk, the Great Moon Spirit.
We were many, now we are few. Since coming here we have lost too many people, there is a sad little graveyard behind the building that we are calling a church and there are too many sad little graves in it. We have gathered together to say words over crudely knocked together crosses with names and dates burned into them.
So, here we are in our new life, picking up the pieces after the winds of change.