12 - Azhigwa (Now)
I had only a few days left to work on my bead project for my culture class and I still didn’t know the story behind my necklace. My head was spinning. I didn’t have any free time. No time to daydream, watch television or hang out with Irish at the mall. Plus, I still had to help out at home. I was starting to get mad about all of this work and needed to calm down.
Miss Grady, my Indian Lit teacher, had asked my permission to publish my interview with Grandma Eunice in the tribal newspaper. She’d even called Grandma Eunice and asked her the same thing. We both agreed that it could be printed. The editor of the newspaper is one of Grandma Eunice’s nieces.
“Listen to this, Cady. ‘The young writer really captured Grandma Eunice’s personality.’ Those aren’t my words. I’m q
