How We Gypsies See The Americans
Re-release of USA Government Banned Book
night. Seventy-six phone calls. To her children. Her grandchildren.
Her great grand children. Children of a woman who was a Kickapoo
Indian and had had a black grandmother. Their own mother, far from
white, made them, no more white then she was. But they could pass for
white and they had joined the Ku Klux Klan and so, hide their Native
American blood, hide their black blood.
insults and several lectures on why all non Mormons, especially evil
non-white ones like her, will go to hell. I have to ask, how white do
they think they are if their mom wasn’t white herself?
they ever think of that, I wonder?
claimed she was not Mormon enough to have her family, and yet, when
she tried to attend church with them, they laughed at her, and told
her she was not welcomed inside. No matter what she did, there was no
Eye of The Grigoi
Eye of the Watchers
Eye of God
Hand of God
Eye of Protection
stopped going to both churches, hers and theirs.
was the point?
one loved her in either. She had attended both churches for more than
50 years. After family, nothing mattered more to Eva then church.
knew there was something seriously wrong the day she stopped
6 years of ignoring the pain, Eva went in secret to a doctor, and was
told needed surgery. Her pastor found out and condemned her as a
sinner for having seen the doctor, than forbade her to have the
surgery. Three more years of pain and suffering passed before she
fell on the ice, broke her hip, returned to the doctor and while
there, had the tumor removed. By this time however the cancer had
spread to her liver and pancreas.
night Eva went to bed crying. Every night as I tucked her in, changed
her diapers, brushed her hair, and brought her black cat to her, she
would turn to me and ask, “Why do they hate me? I love my family.
They threw me away. They abandoned me. They left me alone to die in
the desert. Why do they treat me so badly? What did I ever do to any
of them? I’ve never even seen my grandchildren! Why do they hate
me? I keep trying to tell them about the cancer, but they won’t
listen, they won’t give me a chance to talk. I just want to see my
children before I die.”