#10 Sacred Instructions

The wind whips angrily as branches release yellow leaves into the raging current. They rush across the sky before falling to the ground, a yellow blanket to cover Mother Earth. A coal oil lamp, its glass lantern black with soot, casts an orange light. A fresh pot of coffee percolates on the wood stove filling […]

#9 They Want you Over There

  Sunshine warms his sweat glazed skin. The air is punctuated by the bang of axe on wood. Thump, creak. Thump, creak. The firewood falls free to join a large pile beside the tree stump, its top chewed rough by the axe blade. Shirtless, Wanbdi expertly swings the axe placing it dead center in the […]

#8 In the Army Now

An open shoe box with its lid tossed aside and contents scattered over the kitchen table waits. “What’s all this?” I ask. “It’s my army stuff. Come and see it.” Wanbdi encourages. A Princess Patricia Canadian Light Infantry soft badge; a red, white and blue ribbon attached to a silver medal on a steel pin […]

# 7 What’s in a Name?

“Where is he?” The smell of morning coffee answers me as I crawl out of bed. Wanbdi sits in his favorite chair reading his newspaper as usual, a large cup beside him. “Good morning. It looks like you’ve been up for a while.” I say. “Why so early?” “Good morning Masoni.”  He answers all smiles.“Come […]

#2 He Knows

  White hair explodes outward in all directions. Black rimmed glasses frame eyes deep and knowing. Dakota features sport a handsome face, sturdy and dignified. Meet Wanbdi Wakita on a Saturday morning. He is a man who makes prayers for people. Yet to me, he is my best friend, my confidant and playmate – a funny […]