A Van Full of Lakota Kids

The van was full of Lakota kids who had spent so
much time on the reservation they didn’t know

about the Badlands anymore. It had been drained
from their Indian blood. They didn’t know the

Badlands could be bad, so like a bunch of silly,
urban white kids who were in the van, too, they

jumped out and ran through the tall grass to get
to the rim to look down into canyons, ravines,

gullies from buttes, mesas and hoodoo tops. They
didn’t know them by name nor did they have the

proper respect for the beauty and the danger.
They no longer understood how to navigate the

terrain. On the way they scared up a couple of
rattlesnakes who, fortunately, scooted away.

The kids just jumped and screamed and continued
running. Thankfully, they knew enough to stop

at the edge of what for them was simply the beaut-
iful abyss for lack of a better name. They had

forgotten (or had never learned) much, their red
blood having been drained to white.

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