Stories

The pound, pound, pounding of running shoes hitting the pavement was the only song he heard many times during the day. There were no other songs to be sung because the road ahead of him was forever. He was used to it though. Those same sounds of footsteps were with him his whole life because …

Sinagha nanis?i They were calling in a song. He had better things to do but the song was loud and he couldn’t ignore it anymore. It was annoying because he was enjoying listening to Pink Floyd the whole day. It was his job anyways. Being caught up in the job of backwardness is not an …

“His nephew said we are still slaves to the master.” “What do you mean?” “I have done all that has been asked of me in trying to follow this Red Road but it is hard to keep the focus.” “I pray all the time… Praying for better times… praying for the people,…. praying for justice …

His older cousin reminded him of the story that was told to them when they were very young by the old woman who had the gift of seeing things. very few people had that same gift but many laid claimed to it. When Toshkoshi disappears the world will really change and we will all be …

Now he became Isaugh and as much as he welcomed the change in life He longed for the days only youth can bring. “Isaugh!….” his grandson called out to him, “How come you got old?” “What do you mean old?” he replied. “Well you don’t ride your horses anymore …. and you wear glasses” Hmmmm…. …

They watched him as he came walking over the hill in the horizon. All the kids were excited to see him. At first he was just a small speck but ever so slowly he got larger and larger. The children were so excited that it seemed like it would take forever for him to get …

The knock came at the door around 3:00 am. It was the Tosguna. This Tosguna was a young woman who had been in the police force for only a couple years. She was somewhat flustered from being on the radio the whole evening and she was as polite as she could be when he let …