Strange

So, yesterday was very strange. Lenina and Bernard went to the community celebration we usually have. Rituals to please Jesus Christ and the other Gods. She was amazed at the pounding of the drums. The way they sounded. She told Bernard that it reminded her of their Solidarity services and Ford's Day Celebrations. I don't know what that is, but, it must be amazing. Then, things started getting awry.  She was yelling for them to stop. She was crying and bawling. Is our customs that strange to them? I mean, its just a sacrifice. I would give anything to be in his place. The tribe doesn't let me.

I talked to them for the first time. They were stunned by my ability to speak English. I interacted with them and told them about my past. About my mothers past. I told them who my mother was, how she ended up here, and who my father was. I told them all in details. I introduced them to my mother. Lenina looked disgusted. She came from the Other Side. She told them how she fell and hurt her ankle, and how she was rescued by the Indians. Bernard and Lenina looked shocked. But, somehow, Bernard knows what I feel. He understands how to be an outcast. He promised to take me and my mother to the Other Side. I cant wait! Finally, an opportunity to go outside and learn and explore!