By Paula Underwood, clan mother of the Turtle clan, Iroquois nation
When I was a little bitty kiddy, about five, my Dad began a process Ã¢â‚¬Â¦ anytime somebody came and said something to us, my dad would say, “You remember what he said, honey girl?Ã¢â‚¬Â I would tell my father what the person said until I got so good at it that I could repeat verbatim even long presentations of what the person had said.
And he did this all the time.
Finally, one day there was this old gentleman, Richard Thompson. I still remember his name, he lived across the street. And every time my Dad started to mow the lawn, there came Mr. Thompson. And so I would stand out there.