Search for Self in Blue Winds Dancing

The author's Tom Whitecloud is dancing, being told by an untitled hero of the story who is looking for the blue wind of self dancing in the blue wind. The role of young Indian male is achieved through his own memory and spoken language. We are aware of the confusion facing this person being away from "his people" and being a university in a white society. He suspects his position in these two worlds, believes that he must choose between them, and finally notices that being an Indian is only a part of him.

I walked the prair that day and looked for inspiration. The grass danced like it fluttered in the wind, wandering around the blue sky and taking a walk. A subtle, slightly salted dew breeze allows us to relax. Only a few trees are visible in the distance. I did not think about where I was. I do not know which part of the world you are in. Maybe I am dreaming because this place is too amazing. Everything looks calm. I entered the field step by step without setting the destination. But do I really need a destination? I am always thinking about the journey rather than purpose. Truly, this is wise. The goal has been reached, but the journey will never live the same way again. I see the left, and the plain extends to the point where I can reach my line of sight. The same is true for the right side and the front side. Wind blows throughout the area

Snow comes down from the sky like its brothers and sisters, as if it were made by one person, she is peculiar of love and devotion. She wrinkles the wind and dances with her compatriots. There were repeated dances in our little blue potatoes. I slowly flew until the color began to change slowly. Her beautiful white tone begins to shake off flash, anger, red and yellow. A small ghost black beard began to join the ballet and separated the ballerina. Dark dance style is more aggressive as well as mosh pits to force that style.

One evening, I got on to practice the latest obsession, blues dance. When it appeared to me by a charismatic man asks me how to dance with blues, I showed him that I learned in all two classes. We danced a few dances, he has a natural ability to move, and I am excited to find other people all the time. I told him I was more looking for dance music and decided to continue with them. We soon found one of my favorite earth combinations - R & B Music and Dance Arena. We jumped on that stage for several hours. He has lived in France for 13 years and recently returned to Detroit. Laughed. We are making a groove. His freestyle was attacked. When we dance, we slowly and intuitively increase the feel of our body. That moment feels like full sublimation of happiness and possibility.