we came to neah bay when I'd finished the 5th grade. I was due for 6th. My brothers were all very small, barely getting into school, needing noses wiped and boots tucked into jeans for all t he rain. we lived right on the breakwater, looking out at Waadah Island. We were on t he Makah Reservation. My father had a job with CrownZellerbach, a logging concern later sold to Weyerhauser and then James River Containment Origins. It was all news to me as a child. We'd been going to school in Bend, Oregon at St. Francis of Assissi. The nuns wore black habits and scolded us a lot on the playground. We were taught the meaning of good manners both at home and on the playground. I've written about homelife in writers' group, at Neah Bay there was Cindy and Sally Thompson to contend with. Besides having faces that would stop clocks, their intent was to not be polite and to be menacing. It was an acquired skill to be able to deal with them in the classroom but when they decided to walk down to my house and let know what was what, that was scary. I don't know if it was then I realized that some of us are actually animals but I think I started getting a clue going to school with Cindy and Sally...
I did have some friends on the res and now I guess I got more t han that but they're still a bit on the taut side, easily given to complaint about this that and the other. If you looked at how they live you'd see that yes, this is a home that needs some function and organization, like Dobe's kitchen for one...don't know t hat he even gets that it's uninhabitable, one greasy hotplate and dripping cold water...pretty bad...he does keep it warm in there a pity for myself because I'm more the chillin' to the bone with my Polish stove.
I g uess what brings me here to start this essay is that wh wen I realize something is being happening for a reason and I get to know that reason then I want to talk about it but I guess this is one of those situations where you beat around the bush about the situation and don't actually say there is a fire in the sky and being a part of the Makah people during that time, well, that was what saved our bacon, their culture. So now I have to go home and beat around the living room and clean it up good for my son coming to visit. I should say that this is actually my mother leaving the DOS form she's had for a good long while and actually translating her female self into something optionally relevant t hereto...I.E. her Megan personality, I look forward to this, I'm thinking my children are going to be helping straighten up their gran and I feel like a rest...so, here we go with the win terra brothers, John and Robert...John in a macro version of himself assisted by the musician Tiny Tim...who is 6'4 and a bit goggly eyed/does play well, John is a consumate musician on the part with Beethoven..i.e.Pyotr Bei...we'll get it, it'll make sense...off with us now to make this all come about..
I did have some friends on the res and now I guess I got more t han that but they're still a bit on the taut side, easily given to complaint about this that and the other. If you looked at how they live you'd see that yes, this is a home that needs some function and organization, like Dobe's kitchen for one...don't know t hat he even gets that it's uninhabitable, one greasy hotplate and dripping cold water...pretty bad...he does keep it warm in there a pity for myself because I'm more the chillin' to the bone with my Polish stove.
I g uess what brings me here to start this essay is that wh wen I realize something is being happening for a reason and I get to know that reason then I want to talk about it but I guess this is one of those situations where you beat around the bush about the situation and don't actually say there is a fire in the sky and being a part of the Makah people during that time, well, that was what saved our bacon, their culture. So now I have to go home and beat around the living room and clean it up good for my son coming to visit. I should say that this is actually my mother leaving the DOS form she's had for a good long while and actually translating her female self into something optionally relevant t hereto...I.E. her Megan personality, I look forward to this, I'm thinking my children are going to be helping straighten up their gran and I feel like a rest...so, here we go with the win terra brothers, John and Robert...John in a macro version of himself assisted by the musician Tiny Tim...who is 6'4 and a bit goggly eyed/does play well, John is a consumate musician on the part with Beethoven..i.e.Pyotr Bei...we'll get it, it'll make sense...off with us now to make this all come about..
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