Curse of the Ottawa, a free story for you!
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This story might entertain you and it’s very short!
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Curse of the Ottawa
A short story.
A Frenchman killed an Algonquin Indian about two hundred years ago by drowning him in the Ottawa River.
A tribal sorceress put a curse on the killer saying one member of his family would die in the river for each of the next ten generations.
Do you believe it?
It was an argument over who owned some land. The white man said it belonged to him and he had a piece of paper that ‘proved’ it.
That was nonsense, of course, a lie, but that’s the way we treated the native people in Canada and the U.S for centuries.
The Algonquin had no written language so they could not read the piece of paper but it didn’t matter; it was a fraud. This kind of thing, in a different way, is still going on.
The chief said the land did not belong to anyone. He said the rocks, trees, rivers, lakes, grass, sky, moon, and stars belonged to no one.
He said the tribe had been there first but that they would share these things.
But he did not accept that the land, or this river, was owned by anyone.
It was an ancestor of mine who killed the chief’s son.
The sorceress’s curse has been carried out.
A curse in the 21st century?
Call it by another name, then? A hex, jinx, bane, scourge, nemesis?
No? Still too weird an idea to buy?
How about a torment, an affliction, an evil charm, a magic spell?
You don’t believe it.
I don’t blame you.
That’s what I thought too.
I was wrong.
The curse of the Ottawa could happen to you.
It doesn’t have to be the Ottawa River.
It does not even have to be a river.
Family members could still die.
I know the curse is true.
My family did die.
It could happen to your family too.
That story will come to you immediately.
More to come after that!
A Storm Coming In: A story about two men in crisis who meet on a wintry evening.
A Short Story About Love
Murder in Moscow: The Oblast Court Trial
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A coda was “Because other person could die in the night.”
Chances are slim, but they occur.
Well that happened to Hanna Engle’s sister and she and Jake Engle write about it on Psych Central.
She talks about “reology”or the art of the Re-Do (or apology).
Before and After Death
“Now I divide my life into two phases, like BC and AD, only mine are BD and AD—Before (Sarah’s) Death and After (Sarah’s) Death. And, maybe, BR and AR, Before Reology and After Reology.
BEFORE—I went to bed at times, mad as hell—certain I was right and the other person was wrong.
Probably more often, I was really mad at myself for handling myself poorly—for not being the adult in the room. But at the time I wasn’t conscious of that.
Getting mad could actually last for days.
I would withdraw myself from the person I was mad at.
Though my mother’s warning wasn’t buried too far under the riled up part of me, I had little desire to step toward the person I was mad at to redo myself—to reconnect.
Instead of ReSpeaking myself or apologizing, or simply stating what I needed, I was more comfortable with silently waiting for them to make the first move.
Then, one fatal night, only 4 days after we’d had a fight, my sister, Sarah, was killed.
She was crossing the street and hit by a drunk driver.
When I left her that day of the fight we were still mad at each other. I was thinking, “Oh well—we’ll work it out.”
We loved each other—so I knew we’d work it out, she says.
Sometimes we have to put aside our feelings of hurt and anger for a higher purpose. It’s hard when you think you are in the right.
We know we shouldn’t do get angry so often but we don’t always do what we know what to do.
Part of knowing ourselves is to govern ourselves when we know what to do.
To get past this stuff.
It ain’t easy.
Join me at Self-Knowledge College to learn how to deal with anger better.