Snippet from Journey to Freedom
It was dawn as the Cherokee tribe prepared to leave their home. A place the white men called Georgia, and they were being moved to a new place called Oklahoma. His father, the Chief, was married to a black woman. The battle waged inside him as the two heritages collided. All his life he had learned of the Indian ways as well as the white men’s ways. He was ten years old and for the first time he was about to disobey his father’s command. He was not going to Oklahoma with them. He was not going to leave the only place he had known. He spit on the ground and stared angrily at the creek as it flowed by oblivious to the tormented kid.