Who am I?
Everybody’s different, not just you or just me. In some of us it is hidden, in others you can see. I am human as a First Nation and I share all my feelings with others, no matter what race. I also find time to beat up on myself, I am trying to hide with what I am dealing with.
Putting my life up on a shelf. I know it’s not easy to be just me as First Nation when others put me down with what I may be. I am just a First Nation person, I do what I can, I try my best for my ability and I like who I am.
Some day I will find what I will do with my life but right now I am doing alright. So yes, you can ask me just what it is that is wrong. My story is short, in fact, it’s rather long. So for over the years, for I am 67 years old, I have a few friends. I will tell you all more, my story never ends. No I promise you will be amazed.
How far I have come and what I do with my days, with my daughters and two boys, all my grandchildren, cousins, Trese and hockey. Yeah you’re right I am just a First Nation person working real hard to be normal as a First Nation person. It is not easy but I still try. So tell me about you, enough about me. What is it you do? What do you want to be? Hockey is what I love, I once was a very good hockey player way back when. A Bobby Orr I wanted to be but that I have accepted. Yet I have never given up. Maybe some day I will have your names etched upon the Stanley Cup.
Love you all as First Nation person,
Frenchie Holland Sr.