“How many people would be speaking my tongue so well in so short a time? We haven’t said very much in American for several sleeps.”
“English,” I corrected him automatically.
“See…like a teacher. You will be a good teacher to my People. Teachers are important to my tiospaye, my band. Those called by the Double-Faced Woman are often teachers. She enters the dreams and instructs those who will be win-tays.” He pursued the significance of his new name for me. “They say all the tribes will have to face the white man someday. But with you as our teacher, we will learn his way without being infected by it. We will take what is useful and ignore what is not.”
As we shared information and grew to truly know one another, I was able to see beyond my blind infatuation with the physical and apprecia
