:48:10
Nobody?
:48:12
Um, shouldn't you be
with your own tribe or somethin'?
:48:20
My blood is mixed.
:48:23
My mother was
Ohm gahpi phi gun ni.
:48:27
My father is
Abso luka.
:48:32
This mixture
was not respected.
:48:35
As a small boy,
:48:37
I was often left
to myself.
:48:39
So I spent many months
stalking the elk people...
:48:43
to prove I would soon
become a good hunter.
:48:46
One day, finally,
my elk relatives took pity on me,
:48:50
and a young elk
gave his life to me.
:48:54
With only my knife,
I took his life.
:48:57
As I was preparing to cut the meat,
white men came upon me.
:49:02
They were English soldiers.
:49:05
I cut one with my knife, but they
hit me on the head with a rifle.
:49:10
All went black.
:49:12
My spirit seemed
to leave me.
:49:17
- I was then taken east...
:49:20
in a cage.
:49:23
I was taken to Toronto,
then philadelphia...
:49:27
and then to New York.
:49:30
And each time I arrived
in another city,
:49:33
somehow the white men
had moved...
:49:36
all their people there
ahead of me.
:49:40
Each new city contained
the same white people as the last,
:49:44
and I could not understand
how a whole city of people...
:49:47
could be moved
so quickly.
:49:52
Eventually, I was
taken on a ship...
:49:55
across the great sea...
:49:58
over to England,