As a white New Zealander, I am very aware of the white lens I look through. A deep love for the Indians of North America has been with me since early childhood. Although I have lived in this country for twenty-three years, I have a foreigner’s less shaded view of the centuries of assault upon the Indians by the dominant whites; first, to take their land, and then to try to destroy their culture, their language, and their religion, clearing the way by starving, freezing, and drugging them to death. I see clearly the need for their story to be told, to be heard, especially here in Omaha. Will you listen?
Wibthahon! (Thank you!)