Times have changed, I have a family of my own. A beautiful house and husband. Life is good. So good it allows me to think about this world with Indigenous lens, a proud "red face" and two red, glittery, magic heels once worn by another certain girl...
I call myself Zena tho I was born with an Indigenous name, Hah Zin Ak. Somewhere along my life line, Zena or Zina, became.
I grew up living in British Columbia's bible-belt surrounded by white people.
Me. My Granny.
"Zena. Doncha hear them knocking?"
I almost peed my baby panties, running to hide behind the couch!
Granny (now I know, but didn't know then!) rammered her weathered knuckles against our delapitated rezz walls.
"Zena. White Man coming!'
Dude. Sometimes I still feel like hiding behind the couch. Friends and family, I have a door bell!
This video flames my fire boi!
Here's a photo of our house on the rezz (reservation). Mom and I.
I grew up poor, like the poorest Indians in our rezz brought us food and clothes out of pity (when I was a toddler). Heat and healthy food? Nah... we were lucky to have one or both.
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Times have changed, I have a family of my own. A beautiful house and husband. Life is good. So good it allows me to think about this world with Indigenous lens, a proud "red face" and two red, glittery, magic heels once worn by another certain girl traveling the yellow brick road! Bitch, just kidding.
For reals tho, let's talk about that kid, Childish Gambino. Yeah, THIS IS AMERICA.
It all started for me when I fell in love with his hit, REDBONE.
Shirtless, mad dancing skills, them funkadelic beats and octaves that hit me deep! I love this guy. He is well educated, a filmmaker, a lyricist, a writer... the list goes on.
