Alma Hogan Snell
A Vision of Cooking
Food is something I seem destined to care about. In fact, my gift with food came to me after my grandmother Pretty Shield had a vision about it when I was very young. In her dream there was a young woman in the middle of a stream. Then an older woman appeared on the side of the stream, and she told Pretty Shield that these were gifts: beading and cooking. She should give them to her granddaughters. Pretty Shield had already decided to give the gifts to Cerise, my oldest sister, and me. Since she was the oldest, Cerise got to choose first. She chose beading, so I got cooking.