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Yá’át’ééh ałtaał’áásiiłgóó, shik’éí dóó shidiné’é, shihastóí, shizáanii. Mckeon K. Dempsey dashijiní. Ádoone’é ígíí éí Kiiya’áanii Dine’é nishłí dóó Tsédeeshgiizhnii Dine’é

Fighting a wildfire was the last thing on the minds of coalminers on Friday, June 26, when they arrived for work at Peabody’s Kayenta Mine.

As I sit here alone thinking about how our people (Diné) are striving to make their lives better out there

At the last meeting the Board passed a resolution requesting the Education Committee, the Council and the new Begay Administration to support the college for the sake of our people.

The morning was calm and quiet. The parking lots were empty. The waiting rooms were empty.

For the past 15 years I have lived and worked on the Navajo Reservation. Initially I came here right out of law school with an interest in promoting the legal rights of the Diné.

Graduations are over and summer break is here, then back-to-school for the next young eager minds.

I have been asked why I did not learn Diné Bizaad as a child. Now I know there are many reasons why our youth do not learn about Diné history, culture, or language.

Throughout this week I would like to encourage you to remember our Diné women and men warriors whom we have lost in battle.

As the alien spaceship approached Earth, one says to another, “They communicate through things called words and use each other with papers that they sign.”