Now, Wootihu thought that they would walk a few blocks to where Mud River emptied out into Red Lake at the Fishery, but they walked all the way from Wootihu’s house which was in Redby–on Copper City Road, and took the Kinney Lake Trail road past Kinney Lake and onward to the South Edge of the reservation. Then they took the south boundary road east to where Mud River entered the land of The People, just West of Highway 15.
This took them from sunup to noon as the south boundary was a good ways away!
While they walked there, Nanabozhu subtly drew Wootihu out to talk about himself, and his family, and the things that were important to him. Which he didnโt mind at all, as although he recognized that Nanabozhu was doing this, he realized as the Anishinabeg do, that one had to approach some subjects circumspectly, (especially when talking with a demigod). Wootihu knew that Nanabozhu would talk about the Bagwajiwininiwug in his own good time and in his own way.
“Okay,” said Nanabozhu, “You’ll have to wade down Mud River because they will be by the river bank and the best place to see the entrances of their houses, is from the middle.”
โWhat do their houses look like?โ asked Wootihu.
**** To be continued ****
I’ve waiting impatiently for this ๐
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missed the *been*
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Rachel! I don’t understand. Give me a little more please! ๐
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Rachel, I’m glad I could oblige you. This has actually taught me something about where to make the breaks. Still trying to figure out how much is enough and how much is too much. I think I could have doubled up on the middle pieces and made the thing in 4 parts instead of six, as I feel they read too quickly and I could have given the reader more to chew on.
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Six is good, builds anticipation ๐ makes us want more
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