ᎦᏥᏔᏲᏎᎲ ᎠᏓᏍᏕᎸᏓ, ᏕᎬᎦᏆᎾᏂᏍᎬ, ᏄᏓᎴ ᎠᏓᏅᏙ ᎠᎦᎾᏬᏗᏍᎩ ᏩᏂᏃᎮᏍᎪ, ᎤᏙᎯᎤ ᎪᎯᏳᏗ, ᎦᎵᏬᎩ ᎠᏍᎦᏯ ᎦᎶᏁᏛ ᏧᏟᏃᎮᏙ ᎾᎥᏂᎨ.
I’d ask them for their support, and they would look me in the eye and go off talking on some vague other heartwarming topic, with the sincerity of a dying man addressing Jesus.