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Jan 23, 2016 11:48AM

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I feel the same way, she sounded amazing and yet I knew nothing about her. I feel more inspired than ever to learn about native american and indian cultures and histories after reading this book.

I can relate so much to your feelings, Tanya. It's an equally worrying and beautiful moment when you realise how much you are missing out on a certain field that interests you and, at the same time, how much greatness is still in store for you. I had the same realisation with Wilma.


That's so true, Catrice. Thanks for sharing - I bet it was amazing.

I know! me too!

this quote literally made me cry. Finally gave me the kick in the pants Id been needing to rediscover my native culture and learn the language as I always dreamed to when I was a young girl. luckily my children are still so young I may be able to teach them too.

This was one of the most moving parts of the book. I was so interested in her that I ended up getting one of her books to read next. Every Day Is a Good Day: Reflections by Contemporary Indigenous Women
I've just finished drying off my tears. What an amazing woman and what an amazing friend.
I've just acquired her book called "everyday is a good day" and hope to get to know her a little better.
I'm from Brazil where this native culture is even less valued and suffers from severe stereotyping. I just wonder how many Wilmas aren't around here that I don't know of...
I've just acquired her book called "everyday is a good day" and hope to get to know her a little better.
I'm from Brazil where this native culture is even less valued and suffers from severe stereotyping. I just wonder how many Wilmas aren't around here that I don't know of...

I really wish there was a way to not only learn more about this culture, but to make this culture more pervasive, to help nurture it back. There is so much we can learn and it's almost all lost.

I loved this chapter for the beautiful friendship between these two strong women and how they cared for each other. I'm at a loss for words when I think that Gloria was able to be there, when Wilma died. It really is like this, the ocean pushing less and less against the coast, until finally, from one moment to the other, it's gone.
It's so sad that they couldn't write the book together any more, but I think she did write a wonderful obituary and a tribute to her friend.
This chapter also taught me a lot about indigenious history, and I must say I was at a loss for words considering that I knew so little about these peoples. And I was also very angry, and still am, that nothing of this was taught in school, and that some of Europe's own history has much less to do with our society today than North America's history. That's just unbelievable ignorant, and a reason for us to fight for equality. For me, that's also one of our obstacles towards equality.
I often quoted Gloria when teaching my relatives and friends that the first democratic society in the world was not the Greek, but the Iroquois. The constitution of the United States was copied of the Iroquois Condfederacy. I was at a loss for words when I read that, because it shows also that, as Gloria said it, loss of memory is the root for oppression.