We both cried in the barber shop as mybeautiful hair fell to the floor. I hated my new look and forweeks I would begin to cry when I looked in a mirro.... My hairhad become such a part of me that I was not at all sure I couldexist without it. I had decided that being called a sissy wasbetter than this. Most children would have gotten over this ina week or so but I didn't. I blamed my mother and I was mean toher. By the time I entered the third grade I was developing apretty bad attitude and that. I saw Grey pass in front of me slowly and I remember a sense from last night. It is common for me to stroke various of the wolves as I move around a camp, especially just prior to settling in for the night. Last night, while stroking Grey over her belly, I thought I felt something different. With the new light of day, I moved to her, my bear hide over my shoulders but not fastened in front. She was standing when I came to her side so I stroked her side and belly where she stood. It did. More

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