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The Ecstasy of Rita Joe

The Father, David Joe

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FATHER: (Looking down on RITA) I see no way . . . no way . . . It’s not clear like trees against snow . . . not clear at all . . . (to audience) But when I was fifteen years old, I leave the reserve to work on a threshing crew.

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I watched her leave . . . and I seen geese running after Rita Joe the same way . . . white geese . . . with their wings out an� their feet no longer touching the ground. And I remembered it all, an� my heart got so heavy I wanted to cry . . .

Ryga, George, The Ecstasy of Rita Joe, Talonbooks, 1967, pp 92-93.

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