My Native Culture
My tribe moved every few years
Migrating to follow resources and more hospitable land
We watched and respected local traditions, ate local food, learned the language
Each place we lived was home
Many of us stopped moving when we found the Pacific Northwest
The land spoke to us – told us we have found our true home
My ancestors worshipped salmon
They protected the runs and gave thanks for the nourishment
I love this land – this is my home
The salmon, trees and rain are all my friends
I watch and respect the local traditions, eat the local food, but haven’t learned the language
I wish I knew the local songs and dances and ceremonies to celebrate my joy
Wish I could celebrate my connection to my home
Not sure how to reach out – the local culture seems closed to me
I feel I will always be seen as an outsider here
Wish the local culture would welcome us
One thing I found while I moved around
Everywhere feels like home to me, everyone is part of my family
Copyright © Anna Yost | Year Posted 2011
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