When a child my mother taught me the legends of our people; taught me of the sun and sky, the moon and stars, the clouds and storms. She also taught me to kneel and pray to Usen for strength, health, wisdom, and protection.

Geronimo  Chiracahua Apache

I forgot the strong warnings and the prejudices of my people concerning drink.

Big Book   pg. 1

 
Childhood memories rose before me. I could almost hear the sound of the preacher's voice; there was that proffered temperance pledge I never signed; my grandfather's good natured contempt of some church folk and their doings; his insistence that the spheres really had their music; but his denial of the preacher's right to tell him how he must listen; his fearlessness as he spoke of these things just before he died; these recollections welled up from the past. They made me swallow hard.

Big Book   pg. 10

 There I humbly offered myself to God, as I then understood Him, to do with me as He would. I placed myself unreservedly under His care and direction. I admitted for the first time that of myself I was nothing; that without Him I was lost.

Big Book   pg. 13

Grandfather, Grandmother teach us the lessons we need to live in a spiritual way.