@white_swan53 Said
I'm going to share my opinon on the way a tightly knit community of first nation treats other human beings who are not born into their community , my opinion is based on what I seen and experienced one winter when I lived in the home of members of the Jicailla Apache nation in the northern part of new Mexico. I wasn't homeless nor hungry when I was invited to winter with the family. I had met one of the daughters as a co worker on a summer job , we hit it off from the start , then I met one of the son's and ooh la la ,,,
enough history,
The ladies run the home, everyone knows this , no one questions this .. there was not one time that someone showed up at the door that they weren't brought in and offered what ever it was they needed for their comfort. warmth, food ,a visit , whatever it was that brought them to the door was theirs for the asking.
I know that sounds crazy in todays world of 4 dead bolt locks on a door with tiny peep hole and 1 in. mail slots , I could say it has nothing at all to do with respect or I could say it is all about respect . And both would be absolutely correct and totally wrong . What it really is , it's like this , In a home they are a guest in , it is second nature to behave like a guest in some ones home . And in a home that is host to a guest, it is second nature to behave like a host . It's that simply complicated.
so , in the article where the reporter made it sound as if it had been a hard ship to care for two children while their parents were incarcerated for a day or two , that's just one of many clues that this reporter took the words that she heard and put a white wash on them . Now those uninvited people found in the shed , that is a whole nother story . they would have been better off to have knocked on the door like human beings do instead of sneaking into that shed like people who have some reason to be sneaking around .
I'm not lumping all the nations into the same lump here, what i am doing is describing some thing that is universal in a first nations community.
It's probably a NM thing, but it always surprises me how similar and yet different our life paths are in terms of knowing people from otherwise small unknown parts of the state. My first roommate in college was a member of the Jicarilla Apache tribe. When the state fair came, it was a few weeks after school started and I was far from my home and no family, they insisted I tag along, and treated me like family because they did want me left all alone in the dorm. It was really nice and done without a second thought in a way I may not have realized as a 18yr old kid, but I look back and appreciate the welcoming and kindness.