Prayers up, tobacco down
“Don't let the stories burn the way the totem poles did. Pass them down, exactly as they were given to you, so we don't lose them, and so we don't make the same mistakes again.”
I grew up hearing “prayers up, tobacco down” without ever being taught what it truly meant, so I held onto it through memory instead: my great-grandfather's pipe, my grandmother's blanket, the stories told at every potlatch. Now I pass those same stories to my own children, exactly as they were given to me, so nothing gets lost the way our totem poles were.
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