Bonjour
Pourriez vous corriger mon texte s'il vous plaît?
(il doit être rempli de fautes :triste: )
When he got back to the reservation, I wasnt surprised to see him.
Id been expecting him back since the day he left for Seattle, but I didnt expect to see him so tacking in motivation.
He became lazy.
Thus I decided to help him to find a job. For that, I surrounded ads in red in the newspaper because mostly he watched television.
For weeks, he flipped channels, and searched for answers in the game shows and soap operas.
I ask me that he was going to do with the rest of his life.
He didnt know.
I think at the old Indian poet who said that Indians can reside in the city, but they can never live there.
But my son had changed since he went to Seattle for his studies (high school and college). He didnt think any more like an Indian.
For justify he (pour le motiver), I speak he of the kinds of warrior who were compared at eagle, what represented the warriors for the tribe and how there were considered.
Become warrior was a means to follow the habit (coutumes) and to keep an ancestral way of life.
But my son thought all that was any more its time (que tout cela nétait plus de son époque), what the wars between Cow boys and Indians were finished and like him was different of his brothers, thought that today the confrontations were Indians versus Indians.
My son was an Indian but he didnt live like them (comme eux).
I saw he dejested and (pour se remotiver)
he started again to play at basket ball.
Its maybe (ce dont il avait besoin)
: become a basket ball player.
Merci d'avance. :happy2:
