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Two Old Women: Book Review

One day, I was browsing the bookshelves of my local library looking for something interesting to read. There’s one particular shelf in an adult section of the library that I like to browse all the time, and it’s one that has books of myth, folklore, and fairytales . I eventually found a book that I had never heard of or read before; Two Old Women . Two Old Women is a book written by Velma Wallis . It is an Alaskan legend of the Gwich’in people that Wallis’s mother told her after they had finished collecting firewood (p. xi). According to Wallis, her mother had told her this story because of an earlier conversation they had while collecting firewood (p. X.) Wallis was amazed by the fact that her mother still collected her own firewood despite being in her early fifties, and despite the work being physically difficult for her (p. xii) According to Wallis, the elders amongst her people would work until they couldn’t move or until they died (p. xii). After talking about these things, her ...

Why Do You Hate Me?




She stood there with her back against the tree trunk, glaring at me as if I was a mere cockroach. “I hate you.”

“Okay..” I said. “May I ask why?”

“Are you serious?”

“Dead serious.”

“I don’t have to tell you why! It’s too obvious.”

“So, in other words, you hate me for no reason at all?”

“I do have a reason!”

“Then what is it?”

She stared at me like I was insane. “You’re pointing a gun at me!”

I looked at the gun in my hand. “Oh. Right. Forgot about that.”

“What kind of assassin are you?”

“One with a gun, apparently.” I pulled the trigger. Nothing happened. “What the–dang. Forgot to load it.”

My target bolted into the forest, snickering. “You are the worst assassin ever!”

I sighed and put my gun away. “Mom was right, I should’ve become a mortician instead.”

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