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PinkieLee · 03-01-2010, 03:50 PM

I remember being in the 4th grade, and an organization set up through the YMCA came to visit our school to talk about one of their new programs. It was called Indian Princess. http://www.yindianguides.org/indianprincess/about.htm

It was a father/daughter program that had monthly meetings at different member's houses where games were played, nature outings & camping trips. I remember being soooo excited that I signed my dad and I up for the program.... without even asking him. I brought home the paperwork and left it on the counter.

The next morning, my mother sat me down at breakfast and told me that I wasn't going to be able to join, because my dad worked two jobs and didn't have the time to do this (without my dad knowing this). I was crushed... until a few weeks later my dad said "come take a ride with me pumpkin". We showed up at a house, where I recognized girls from my school. It was the first official meeting of our local Indian Princess tribe.

We stayed in the program for 2 years... and still to this day he has a picture of us, at a camping trip, beside his bed.

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PinkieLee Senior Member How Do You Identify?: Femme Relationship Status: I need ya boo, gotta see ya boo Join Date: Nov 2009 Location: Big Money Texas Posts: 4,708 My Photo Gallery Thanks: 24,309 Thanked 13,075 Times in 3,049 Posts Rep Power: 21474856	I remember being in the 4th grade, and an organization set up through the YMCA came to visit our school to talk about one of their new programs. It was called Indian Princess. http://www.yindianguides.org/indianprincess/about.htm It was a father/daughter program that had monthly meetings at different member's houses where games were played, nature outings & camping trips. I remember being soooo excited that I signed my dad and I up for the program.... without even asking him. I brought home the paperwork and left it on the counter. The next morning, my mother sat me down at breakfast and told me that I wasn't going to be able to join, because my dad worked two jobs and didn't have the time to do this (without my dad knowing this). I was crushed... until a few weeks later my dad said "come take a ride with me pumpkin". We showed up at a house, where I recognized girls from my school. It was the first official meeting of our local Indian Princess tribe. We stayed in the program for 2 years... and still to this day he has a picture of us, at a camping trip, beside his bed.