5 February 2020: “These were my mother’s pride—my wild freedom and overflowing spirits. She taught me no fear save that of intruding myself upon others." --Zitkala-Ša, Impressions of An Indian Childhood
Re-reading this today in preparations for a class on Friday. Maybe because it's been a long day and I am tired, but I found myself quite moved by these words, loving and elegiac both for the mother who raised her and the world that has disappeared.
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