The Removal

Thank you, thank you so much! (as i bow) Yes! I totally agree about putting in more informative info on my next blog. It made me smile that you enjoyed it. As far as the shelters. For one thing it has to be close to downtown because of school. I don't have transportation. I stayed in the Rescue Mission from July 31st (ironically, my birthday) til September 15. you are only allowed to stay for 30 days (unless you get an extension). It is mainly for women with children, they come first. which is the way it should be. I actually got in at St. Vinny's right after I left the Rescue mission. I was there one week. They give you a list of Shared Living Responsibilities (chores)after you get your bed. that was fine with me. I don't mind chores, I've been doing 'em all my life. the problem I had was, they scheduled my chores during the hours I'm in school. You get points knocked off for not "doing your chores, during your assigned times". I didn't do my chores because I was in school. I ended up leaving after 4 days. The other places I've checked into, you either have to be a veteran, have kids, be on drugs or be an alcoholic, and finally you have to have a mental disorder. I've decided to avoid the shelters. I only have a few more months. i just wish I could find a safe place away from the drugs, and the drunks, and the gangbangers. Well actually, there were a couple of gangsters who actually would look out for us ladies on the block by the Post Office. Now we are scattered, finding any cubbyhole or space we can find to set up at night.
— October 29, 2009 11:20 a.m.

Broken Promise

Hi there.... I will email you.
— October 28, 2009 11:11 a.m.

Broken Promise

Good Day All, Wow! I would have never thought people would be so interested in what this Seminole girl would have to say. I must say I'm feeling zealous. You guessed right again. I only have one grandparent that went to school, she quit in the 5th grade. She was sent to Chillaco Indian boarding school when she was 4. She said she cried everyday for her mother. Her hair was cut off, like a 'chili bowl" haircut. Like I said earlier, they were beaten for speaking their native tongue. They were taught that "their" ways were evil and that they needed to become christians because there was a God who would save them. They were taught that you didn't have to dance around a fire to worship. Years later, she said she realized that the God they were talking about was the same "okfunga" (Creator) she had always worshipped when she danced for hours around a fire with her turtle shell leggings on. She said they just worshipped different. She told me later that "For some reason they think that he only listens to you if you speak English". I thought that was funny. The other grandparents didn't go to school, nor did they learn English. My mother learned English in kindergarten. She quit school in high school. I'm not sure which grade. When I think back about my elementary and high school years, I realize my mother didn't want me to go to school for fear of losing our identity. I am the oldest of 6, and the 1st to graduate high school. And it is sad because there are not many people left who can speak our native tongue. My grandparents are long gone and my mother passed away last year. That is why I decided to go to school, I feel like there is so much to be accomplished. I have to find a way to preserve what we have left before there will be no Seminoles. I only have a few more months left of school, then I will go home. Just in time for our Green Corn ceremony. I will tell them about my adventures in San Diego, CA.
— October 27, 2009 8:39 a.m.

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