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A detailed final chapter provides participatory tools that can be used in workshop settings or one on one

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A Song Over Miskwaa Rapids violence and I've always loved IndianA fifty year old mystery converges with a present day struggle over family, land, and history. When a rock is dislodged from its slope by mischievous ancestors, the past rises to meet the present, and Half Dime Hill gives up a gruesome secret it has kept for half a century. Some people of Mozhay Point have theories about what happened; others know and the discovery stirs memories long buried, reviving a terrible story yet to be told. Returning to the