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My grandpa is an Indian! we visit him sometimes, it's always fun! he tells us stories, and other tales!
Me and my sister love to tell our friends about our granddad! Even though we exaggerate a little.
One day while walking home i saw him! And he was surrounded by dogs and other people staring and barking at him!
GrandPa?!
When I got to him and shooed away the animals and people he passed out, mom told us to let him rest.
When my GrandPa was feeling better, my sister brought over her friends, so i did too, figured it was time too show them my real GrandPa. They got him talking, and they really enjoyed it!
Soon after he died. He passed his Medicine bag to me, i've taken it and decided to go with the sioux tradition. I'm taking my own journey now.