By Mark Monroe
An autobiography of Mark Monroe, a Lakota Sioux Indian, is a narrative of braveness, religion, and backbone, and an extraordinary chance to witness the lifetime of a modern American Indian. regardless of lifelong confrontations with violence, racism, and private hassle - alcoholism, relatives deaths, affliction, poverty, and unemployment.
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They were always laughing at Bill and me because we attended regular classes, advanced, and did everything that was normal for school children to do. We were glad we did because we 20 • CHAPTER. II did get educated. In our modern-day world, I'm always surprised that something like keeping Indian children in one room for seven years could ever happen, and I have always questioned it. When we moved to Alliance, we soon found out there was a ladder of racism. First were the white people, then the Mexicans, then the blacks, and, finally, the Indians.
When we were going steady, it was a real good clean type of relationship. I knew that Emma's mother and father liked me very much. My parents loved Emma like one of their own children. It was like we were planned for marriage. Emma was the only girl that I had ever known, and to this day, now that she's gone, I am still suffering from being so close to her. Emma was the kind of person who was very dedicated. While we were going together and even more so after our marriage, she dedicated her life to me.
I liked the men in our company, and there was a lot of respect between us, the officers and the noncommissioned officers as well. The day came when I was supposed to be transferred to another regiment in Camp Aturbury, a holding company for soldiers to be discharged. " The jeep took me to the far end of the camp. It was a pretty goodsized base, maybe five to six miles away. I went to this holding company the latter part of September and was due to be discharged November 21 or 22. When I arrived, Colonel Getman was the company commander.