When my family took an assignment in South Dakota in 1991, we anticipated an adventure. We left Chicagoland in the rear-view mirror and headed for the glorious West. With echoes of the movie, Dances With Wolves, narrating our own experience, we expected to befriend members of the Sioux nation.
Narrated in simple prose, I entertain how cross-cultural training takes many forms. Lesson number one and two: “What is prejudice?” and “Why can’t we just be friends?”