This is my tribe!
This is how we live our lives.
And it’s a very important thing for me, my family and my children, too.
I have a lot of respect for my elders.
They are very strong people.
But this is my way of showing them.
The design for this house was inspired by my grandparents who lived in the house.
The house is designed in the style of traditional Native American designs.
It’s one of the few houses of its kind I’ve seen, I believe, on the reservation.
I had a chance to sit down with my grandmother and talk with her about it.
My grandmother and my aunt were the only ones who had this house.
My grandfather built it in the 1880s.
When he died, he moved the house to where he lived.
His son moved in.
They were both part of the same tribe.
We moved in together when my father was a kid.
I don’t think I’m the only one who has a lot in common with my grandfather.
It was his house and it was where we lived for a long time.
But now my father is working in the oil and gas industry.
He built a lot more houses.
He didn’t do much with the land.
His wife didn’t have a land claim, and she moved to the reservation to build a house.
We had a very strong connection with the lands.
So this is where I chose to live.
I really like to live where the plants and animals and the animals are.
We’re very connected to nature.
And we have lots of fun doing it.
It can be very stressful for some people.
I think it’s good that people who don’t have as much access to nature can be in harmony with it.
And the design I came up with has a strong connection to my ancestors, my grandfather and my grandfather’s wife.
We were very close to the water and we had a big garden in our yard.
We’d always have a little picnic in our backyard.
It felt like we lived in a place with a lot to offer.
We didn’t care much for the cars.
We lived in our own place, and I think we were kind of lucky to be able to do that.
It didn’t feel like we were doing a lot, but we were living a very traditional way.
The other day, we were going to take a walk.
I’m sitting in my front yard and my grandma is driving.
I see her driving on the shoulder.
I just turn to look at her and she is just staring at me and she just stares at me.
And I say, Why do you stare at me?
It’s not like I’m looking at you.
She looks at me with a big, wide smile on her face.
So I said, What do you want?
And she goes, I just wanted to say hello to you.
It made me smile.
And then I went up to her and I just said, I love you.
And she smiled back.
So that’s how it started.
I guess the other day I was sitting on the deck of the boat, and my grandmother was on the boat.
I was walking over to her.
And my grandmother said, Hey, hey, hey!
I want you to come in.
She’s sitting on this boat with the kids, and her daughter is sitting next to her, and the boys are all watching her.
I say hello.
And they say, Hey.
And so she walks over to me and just kind of hugs me.
Then she goes up and sits on the porch and says, Come on over.
And there’s a guy on the fence, and he’s going, You know, you’re welcome to come down and talk to me.
So she says, Sure.
So my grandmother sits down on the balcony with the children.
And her daughter comes over to sit on the ground and she has a big pot of tea in her hand, and we sit and talk.
I like to drink tea.
And a lot my grandmother’s favorite tea is red clay.
She would put the red clay in the pot, and when she’d boil it, it would have a great flavor.
And that’s the tea that she used to make me drink.
And all the kids like to eat a lot.
My father was really into cooking.
He made a lot and he was very fond of making things out of clay.
So he would make these pottery bowls.
And he would cook the clay in it and then he would mix the clay with the hot water and mix it.
He would put it in a pot and pour it over the hot pot and he would heat it up.
And you know, my father loved to cook.
He loved the smell of clay cooking.
And his wife would also like to cook, and they would make us some meals out of the clay.
My mother would like