tell ’em Wawa


“Tell me, tell me what happened Thomas. Tell me what’s going to happen.” – Grandma Builds-The-Fire, Smoke Signals

Before moving to Rochester, I had never been outside the United States of Ah-meh-dee-ka (America). Then, shortly after moving to the ROC, I got a passport and visited Canada, yet, fun fact, I still have never even been to M E X I C O! All of my family trips were road trips and anytime we traveled off the rez, someone would joke “do you have your passport? You’re leaving the rez ya know, and going into a whole different country.” Continue reading “tell ’em Wawa”