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the translation for joy in Cree is a fried bologna sandwich the translation for bittersweet in Cree looks like a cows and plows payment eight decades too late the translation for patience in Cree is an auntie looking after four of her own children and two of her sister’s the translation for evil in Cree is the act of not calling your mother on a Sunday

the translation for expedition in Cree is travelling twenty minutes to the only gas station in Faust, Alberta to buy a Hygaard pizza sub the translation for success in Cree is executing the perfect frog splash on your younger brother the Cree word for white man is unpaid child support the translation for conflicted in Cree is your deep, steadfast love for country superstar Dwight Yoakam (or, depending on the regional dialect, George Jones, Patsy Cline or Blue Rodeo)

the Cree word for constellation is a saskatoon berry bush in summertime the translation for policeman

in Cree is mîci nisôkan, kohkôs the translation for genius in Cree is my kôhkom muttering in her sleep the Cree word for poetry is your four-year-old niece’s cracked lips spilling out broken syllables of nêhiyawêwin between the gaps in her teeth