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My crowning
On the day of the crowning, I kept the feather in my pocket for good luck. Once I was crowned, I stuck the yellow feather in my hat and wore it with pride.
The crowning ceremony was a peaceful, small, and encouraging ceremony. All of my friends and family were there cheering me on silently, so that they wouldn’t disturb of course. After the ceremony was finished, everyone came up to me to congratulate me. They all claimed that I looked like a beautiful, powerful, and demanding ruler up in front of everyone but I still looked caring and considerate at the same time. Deep down inside me I knew that this is what my mother wanted, I knew she was looking down on me prouder than ever. Standing in front of everyone made me think about the day many years before this one, when she prepared me for the day that has officially come. My crowning… she told me to say it like I mean it! My mother and I were sitting on the floor at top of a blanket. She was braiding my hair telling me that everything would be alright, that she believed in me. Those words stick with me everyday and they always will no matter what the circumstance consists of.
On the day of the crowning, I kept the feather in my pocket for good luck. Once I was crowned, I stuck the yellow feather in my hat and wore it with pride.
The crowning ceremony was a peaceful, small, and encouraging ceremony. All of my friends and family were there cheering me on silently, so that they wouldn’t disturb of course. After the ceremony was finished, everyone came up to me to congratulate me. They all claimed that I looked like a beautiful, powerful, and demanding ruler up in front of everyone but I still looked caring and considerate at the same time. Deep down inside me I knew that this is what my mother wanted, I knew she was looking down on me prouder than ever. Standing in front of everyone made me think about the day many years before this one, when she prepared me for the day that has officially come. My crowning… she told me to say it like I mean it! My mother and I were sitting on the floor at top of a blanket. She was braiding my hair telling me that everything would be alright, that she believed in me. Those words stick with me everyday and they always will no matter what the circumstance consists of.
Ever since I was crowned ruler, I had felt different, like I had more of a complex lifestyle. Everyday I would wake up and feel like I was living every woman's fantasy, to be powerful and successful, but still kind and nurturing. I was in charge of everything from what food we eat to major decisions like letting other tribes join our own. Everyone believed in me. Even I was starting to believe in myself. When my mother died I didn’t think I would ever believe in myself again because I thought that I was the cause of my mother's death even though I knew it was because of a major illness. Everyone always said it wasn’t my fault. They claimed that I shouldn’t worry because I will see her again one day. I knew they were right but I was in so much shock of her passing that I didn’t want to hear anything that could trigger my emotions.
Let me tell you a little bit about my best friend Aponi. She was always there for me from the day we met at a playground and I was getting bullied by two older boys. Every time I've ever needed her, she's been there. She was the one who was there for me when my mom died, and she was there for me at simple times like helping me pick out what color ribbon to put in my hair for the ceremony. Aponi always made me feel welcome. She was my shoulder to cry on. My ride-or-die. We spent every waking moment together, talking and laughing was what we did most. There were sometimes however, when laughing and talking weren’t elements on the table. A good chunk of our time spent together was us crying or giving each other advice. She is the reason I got through my mother's passing.