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One day, I decided to visit the Subway in Dillingham. That day, my baby and I, both Native people – I being a Native child adopted by a white woman – were the only Indigenous people there. The white customers were conversing among themselves about Natives and their dividends, making hurtful comments. They called us "stupid Natives," claimed that Alaska wasn't our home, and mocked several Natives who were in town just to drink. The sandwich makers, who were also white, joined in on the conversation, bragging and laughing at our expense. I was so upset that I almost threw the food and drink I had just purchased at the register. It hurt deeply, but I choose to forgive those people. I couldn't h...