As I was preparing for my next expedition to my Yanomami village this morning (I think it’s funny that I call visiting my mom an expedition ?), I found this blast from the past! In my book, I recalled a memory of when I was in elementary school. I had walked into social studies class and found this article sitting on my desk. I remember the shock, surprise and terror when I flipped through the pages and found this photo of my uncle teaching me how to use a bow and arrow. Back then, I was so embarrassed and did not want anyone to know that I was “Yanomami Indian”. Twenty five years ago, my uncle began teaching the ways of our ancestors. I intend to return this year so that I can continue to honor him, my family, and our Yanomami bloodline.
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