Guest commentary: I'm Finndian and proud of it


March 20, 2020

I walked out of the Washington Elementary school gym, my head held high. My dance was beautiful. I walked into my kindergarten classroom and watched as all the kids scrambled to take their seats. They were all squirrely and ready to be set free. I sat in my little yellow chair. The pods were scattered across the room, in a flower-like pattern. I sat with most of the “bad” kids in my class, not a good idea.

The other kids sat around the pod. They watched me. I felt their eyes burn holes into my head.

“I saw you dance,” one kid said. I looked at him, confused. Indian Education had a...

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