By Mark Monroe
This autobiography of Mark Monroe, a Lokota Sioux Indian, describes his lifelong confrontations with racism, violence, own hardships together with alcoholism, unemployment and ailment in addition to his founding of the yank Indian Council in 1973.
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When we did, we had to go in large numbers for fear of being beaten up. In eighth grade I had some good white friends-people who understood and couldn't see any racial barrier. In eighth grade we used to either take lunch or walk home for a meal. A couple of my friends would go down to the drugstore called Hested's in Alliance. " So my two friends would walk into the store, order themselves a sandwich and a malt, whatever, and eat it. On their way out they'd bring me a sandwich or pop, which I'd have to eat outside.
In Beppu we were assigned to our divisions, regiments, and companies. This is where I was separated from all the friends I had made on the way to Japan and in Camp Drake. To my surprise, I was put into a company where there were only two Americans to a squad. Normally, a squad consisted of twelve men, with a squad leader. In our company all the rest were Republic of Korea (ROK) soldiers. As soon as I saw these men, I knew that we were at a disadvantage because we could not even communicate with them.
Everyone decided yes. So I became Mato Yamni for fighting for my country, for being an American soldier, for being an Indian. This was a great, great honor. I felt so proud, so good that I was able to do this and make my Indian community, my mother, father, brothers, and sisters so proud of me. I forgot about the hardships, all about the freezing nights and days! " I don't think they really understood the significance of Indians' not being allowed to have any alcohol, that we couldn't even go into a liquor store, or consume alcohol unless we did it hiding in a back alley some place or in a car.
An Indian in White America by Mark Monroe