Quiet Auntie . . . By Berma

This story is a description of an actual event that took place when I was about 15 years old. I never saw my Quiet Auntie as Indian. She was a nurse, a mother, an auntie who always listened and when she had an opinion she shared it quietly and respectfully with good humor. The response Read More…

Dia de los Muertes . . . by Berma

While re-reading and “re-thinking” about this piece I realize it hints at the varied cultural experiences I have had the benefit of being part of.  I am white. And lucky for me, I realize I can only experience culture in that context and will never fully understand the experiences of my fellow citizens who are Read More…