Maximilliano, Belarus
  • country Belarus
  • Member since Joined 3rd Nov., 2012
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  • icon Native, English
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  • icon 13th November

About Max...

My blood is mixed.
My mother was ungumpai picani, my father was habsoluca
This mixture was not respected; as a small boy I was often left to myself. So I spent many months stalking the Elk people, to prove i would soon become a good hunter.One day finally, my Elk relatives took pity on me, and a young Elk gave his life to me.With only my knife, I took his life. As I was preparing to cut the meat white men came upon me, they were English soldiers.I cut one with my knife but they hit me on the head, with a rifle
All went black; my spirit seemed to leave me.
I was then taken east, in a cage. I was taken to Toronto, then Philadelphia, and then to New York; and each time I arrived in another city, somehow the white man had moved all thier people there ahead of me. Each new city contained the same white people as the last, and I could not understand how a whole city of people could be moved so quickly.
Eventually, I was taken on a ship across the great sea, over to England, and I was paraded before them like a captured animal, an exhibit. So I mimicked them, imitating their ways, hoping they might lose interest in this young savage, but their interest only grew.
I was copying them so they placed me into the white mans school
It was there that I discovered, in a book, the words that William Blake had written. They were powerful words and they spoke to me
So I made careful plans and eventually I escaped. Once again I crossed the great ocean. I saw many sad things as I made my way back to the lands of my people. Once they realized who I was, the stories of my adventures angered them. They called me a liar
Xebachae-he who talks loud saying nothing. Ridiculed by my own people, and I was left to wander the earth alone.
I am Nobody.

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