Description
This is a book of thoughts, stories, songs, verses, beliefs, values, and prayers, with some personal experiences and thoughts. It was inspired by those I like to call my heroes, a handful of Cherokee people who were still struggling to survive the aTrail of Tears, a my dadas people. Once again, they were driven from their homes in the aPerpetual Land of the Red Mana to a place (eventually) that was known to them as aAdel tsu hvdlvn, a meaning, awhere they find money, a or California, but their dollar had to be earned with two dollarsa worth of sweat. Even though many of them were blind, they laughed, sang and prayed their way through many more hardships. They did not count themselves poor, so I never learned that I was until I grew up. This is not a tribute to poverty, but to their faith in Tsisa (Jesus).
Reviews
There are no reviews yet.