John Cornelius
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Walking In Two Worlds
I remember asking my dad, "What's a white boy?" When I was in elementary school on the Rez two 3rd graders came over and started beating me up one day on the playground. I didn't understand why because they were two grades older and we never played together. I can not recall what lead up to their decision as they had never spoken to me before that day. "What's up Wasicu!"
By John Cornelius5 years ago in Humans
You just never know what will come. Be good to people.
It was just like every other day. Same morning routine. Same 2 eggs, toast and a coffee on the way to work. Same light that takes exactly 3 minutes longer than every other light. Only this time. This time there is something out of place. The blinking amber lights off to the right should not be there. This is a dangerous stretch of road, and nobody can see around that next corner.
By John Cornelius5 years ago in Humans
