Salmon Dreams
When I was seven years old,
living on the Spokane Indian Reservation,
my family moved into a new house,
built by the Department of Housing and Urban Development.
We had been living in an ancient house
that didn't have indoor plumbing
so we felt like we were finally joining
the twentieth century. However,
the front and back porches of our new HUD house
were not built when we moved in,
so for the first three months,
my family had to climb up and down ladders
to enter and exit. So for a brief and hilarious period,
we salmon-fishing Spokane Indians were transformed
into mesa-dwelling Hopi Indians.
Sherman Alexie
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