My social work professor took the class to an exhibit in the library about Native American codetalkers. The most disturbing part was learning that many of these codetalkers were taught in boarding school that their language was bad and then they turn around and save the country with it. After the war, they had to return to a world that treated them as dogs again. How traumatic that must have been. How insanely grateful I am for the warriors who withstood all that. I don’t think I could have done it.