human
Let me go, Canim,
gpt
The memories of the little moose-bird are overstrong and make trouble,
human
I know! I know! she broke in.
gpt
I see the man in the snow, and as never before I see him crawl on hand and knee. And I, who am a little child, am carried on his back. And this is before Pow-Wah-Kaan and the time I came to live in a little corner of the earth.
human
You know, he answered, forcing her toward the door;
gpt
Never shall I forget! So long as my skin is white shall I remember!
human
Then will I teach thee to forget, I, Canim, the Canoe!