Monthly Archives: September 2015

Cancunaca cai pachapica, cachi shinami canguichij. Cachi jamllayajpica, ña imahuan mana cachi canaman tigrachipajchu. Imapaj mana valinchu, purijcuna saruchun, ñanpi shitanallami.Cancunaca cai pachapica, luz shinami canguichij. Urcu jahuapi tiyaj huasicunaca, mana pacallachu. Pipish lamparataca, cajonta urisingashpa, chai ucupi churangapajca, mana japichinchu. … Continue reading →

  “The sun was shining on the sea,       Shining with all his might: He did his very best to make       The billows smooth and bright — And this was odd, because it was       The middle of the night. The moon … Continue reading →

Wee, sleekit, cow’rin, tim’rous beastie, O, what a panic’s in thy breastie! Thou need na start awa sae hasty Wi bickering brattle! I wad be laith to rin an’ chase thee, Wi’ murdering pattle. I’m truly sorry man’s dominion Has … Continue reading →

Main Street, Conlig, where I learned everything I know. The Telephone Kiosk  is beside my house. My two sisters and I are on the right. Today Queen Elizabeth celebrates the 63rd year of her accession to the British throne, making her the longest … Continue reading →

Rydych chi yn y halen y ddaear. Ond os yw’r halen hwn a colli ei arogl, a’r hwn bydd yn cael ei halltu? Mae’n hyn allan yn dda i ddim ond i’w fwrw allan, ac i gael eu sathru dan … Continue reading →

Leaving Sioux City in August 1965,  I travelled by Greyhound bus up to Calgary, Alberta, over to Vancouver where I studied the Haida, down to Seattle,  on to San Francisco, where White natives called “Flower Children”, young and not-so-young White persons, practised strange rituals called … Continue reading →

’Namejwan ankatej ken istatl ixko yin tlaltikpak. Pero tla in istatl kipolos ipuyeka, ¿kenik oksemi puyeyas? Mach ok kuale, sa se kitlamotla ipan ojtle iwan in tlakaj sa ipan tlajtlaksaj.  ’Namejwan ankatej ken tlanextle ixko yin tlaltikpak, ken se weyikan … Continue reading →

In 1965, as a Second Year Medical Student, I made my first journey to the United States, and first travelled to see the Black Hills of Dakota. In Sioux City, Iowa I visited the Indian museum and met Lakota Indians. … Continue reading →

KinwakwshI kitowsiw taknawum shotI kik; kishpIncI ponsiwtakunukpkok; we’kwnicI ke’ocI siwtakunupok’ CosI ke’shI owunsInon mtIno e’wisakcuwe’pInIkate’k, icI e’wipInkatumowat, nInwuk. Kinwasi, ktowawase’shkanawa kI. KcI otan, kwutakik e’te’k, co takukIckate’snon. Cowike’ nInwuk, otaskI‘sinawa waskone’ncukIn, icI e’witowat namiukwan tupu‘ke’nuk; mtIno ie’k waskone’ncukunatkok; icI waskone’ntakwnawa, … Continue reading →

  Aleida One of the most inspiring people I have ever met was Aleida Guevara. She wished to meet me as a fellow paediatrican, politician, writer and community activist and signed for me a copy of Reminiscences of the Cuban Revolutionary War by … Continue reading →