Sunday, December 18, 2011

I share

It’s been hard times during this new millennia. First we had Makah Whaling and the accompanying hate and racism against Indians. Then we had the desecration of Tsewhitzen and all that accompanying hate. Most recently we have had the removal of the Elwha dams. Nothing interfered with our joy over that.

Through all this I have followed the Anna Mae Aquash murder trials. It was an attempt by the FBI to officially pin the Aquash murder on The American Indian Movement. To do this the FBI rewrote our history. I attempted to confront their lies on internet discussion lists and this blog. The federal government won convictions of Arlo Looking Cloud and John Graham for the murder of Anna Mae Aquash. The damages haven’t been tallied.

All of these events came on top of each other. I was exhausted. I took a much needed break. I am once again ready to assume my blogging.

My Grandpa Sammy Charles was the Secretary on the new Port Gamble S’Klallam Tribal Council. His father was the last Chief of the Port Gamble S’Klallam Tribe. Grampa could speak, read and write whiteman, or if you prefer, the English language. He was also a rememberer, a historian. He didn’t trust the white man to keep an accurate account of our history so he kept journals. Before he died he passed this job to my aunt Martha John. She kept journals and buried them on her property in coffee cans. Before she died she passed this sacred duty to me. I don’t trust the white man any more than they did. I keep this blog in honor of my grampa Sammy Charles and my aunt Martha Charles John and my People The Klallam Tribe.

I share our teachings that you will find in older posts.

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