Friday, December 3, 2010
Why the Pacific Northwest Indians live on the coast
Long ago the Water Spirit and Land Spirit were best friends. One was a boy( Land Spirit) and the other, a girl( Water Spirit). On Sundays, Tuesdays, and Thursday, they would ride down waterfalls and Monday,Wednesdays and Fridays, they would pass their balls in the Grand Canyon. There were also the Northwest Indians. They had no place to live. One day, the Northwest Indian Chief and his ten friends were finding a place to live on a Friday when they spotted the Water and Land Spirit. "Hello Mr. Land and Mrs.Water Spirit. We are looking for a place to live. May we live in this Grand Canyon?" the Chief asked the two Spirits. "NO!" the Spirits chanted. "This is our place of play." "Oh please, please, please, may we live here?" the Chief asked.
Thursday, December 2, 2010
Achir from the Quileute
Long ago, in the Pacific Northwest region, a little girl named Achier from the Quileutae tribe was gathering berries and fern roots with her mom. Achier found a root, but it wasn't a fern root, it was tree root. "No, no my dear." her mom stated. "That root belongs to a tree." When they found enough berries and fern roots, Achier and her mom went home home to work on the garden. "Mama," Achir stated. "Why do we have to stay home while daddy and his friends hunt in the big world?" Achir asked. "Achir. The big world is dangerous for you and me. In a way, the men are stronger than us. They want to make sure that we stay safe."Achir's mom answered. "If I'm able to walk and talk, I can at least hunt the fish." Achir answered.
"You're only six. You have to be al least 18." replied her mom. "I just want to hunt the fish!" Achir was getting mad.
It was now bedtime and Achir went to bed with an evil like grin on her face. "I'm strong enough to hunt fish. I'm strong enough to hunt fish." she repeated to herself. "Achir, what are you saying?" her mom questioned. "Fish. I am saying fish." Achir answered. When Achir's mom fell asleep, Achir got up five minutes later. She stretched herself out, picked up a few bottles of water, put it in a bag, put the bag on, and sprinted away from the house. As she sprinted away, Achir felt a little tearful but at the same time, she felt joyful. She was tearful because she would be away for a long time, but Achir was joyful because when she got home, Achir would be carrying a box full of shellfish, salmon, berries, and fern roots. "Here I go... of into... the big world." Achir stated, a little fearfully.
It was now Tuesday, and Achir was just a few feet away from the large house. She had just woken from her sleep inside the house by the door. "I'm still at home. What should I eat for breakfast?" Achir whispered to her self. She turned around and got 2 fern roots from outside. Achir ate the fern roots and drank water for breakfast then left to start her journey. She walked and walked, but then, she had to use it. "Uh oh." Achir stated. She dashed back home. used it, then sprinted away. For good. For three days, maybe four or five. Or a week! "Watch out big world. Achir is coming and she's not afraid." Achir exclaimed to herself. "My journey now starts. When I get back, I'll be known as Achir, the first six year old to go out into the big world for at least four or more days!"
It was still Tuesday, but this time, it was getting dark. Achir was scared, brave, then scared again. She just didn't want to be out in the woods with animals that can hurt her. "Not that dark out Let's go look for
some salmon, fern roots, and berries." Achir demanded herself. She found a long, sharp stick. "This is... daddy's stick!" She shouted so loudly that it startled four deer, who walked away in confusion. Achir walked into the shallow part of a pond, saw five fish, and jabbed them with the stick on her first try! She was so happy that she danced with the stick and all most cut herself."Wow, that was close!" She wanted a place to put the fish so Achir found some twigs and leafs and made those items into a box. With the leafs, she used those to cover the cracks. Now all she had to do was find some firewood, and branches, then she would be set for the night.
It was time for bed, and Achir had all of her materials ready for the night. Her fire was lit, she had a huge box made out of the branches she found, she had a pile of leafs, and her fish were in a box next to her with the bottle of water. She already drank one bottle, so she wasn't thirsty any more. Achir was even prepared if a baby bear came. She yawned."Good night world. See you tomorrow."
Now it was Wednesday and Achir already woke up from her sleep. She went back to the shallow pond with the sharp stick, jabbed four fish, and put them over the fire. She was going to have fish for breakfast."Hopefully, these fish will not be burned like daddy's." Achir stated."I hate the taste of something burnt." A few minutes passed and Achir was bored, so she started dancing. Yes, dancing. Ever since she was a four year old, Achir danced when she was bored. She danced and danced, then suddenly, she saw her mom."Achir! Achir! Where are you my darling?! Come home!" Achir was getting really sad. She was missing her mom so much that she started crying. "Mommy, I'm over here! Follow the sound of my voice!" "OK!" Eventually, Achir's mom found her. Achir and her mom hugged a wonderful hug." Why are you out here? I was worried sick!" Achir's mom asked. "I'm really, really sorry mommy. I promise that I will never run away from you, daddy, and the house again." Achir promised. She started crying. "It's OK Achir. Don't cry because I know that you didn't mean to run away." her mom stated. "I was out o f my mind mommy. I just didn't want to be known as just Achir. I wanted to be known as more than just Achir." Achir stated softly."Let's go home."
When they got home, Achir and her mom unpacked thew water bottles and the fish box. They ate the corns, beans, and squash they grew from the garden and from that day on, Achir was known as "Achir the survivor" because she tried to survive for at least three days. THE END!!!
"You're only six. You have to be al least 18." replied her mom. "I just want to hunt the fish!" Achir was getting mad.
It was now bedtime and Achir went to bed with an evil like grin on her face. "I'm strong enough to hunt fish. I'm strong enough to hunt fish." she repeated to herself. "Achir, what are you saying?" her mom questioned. "Fish. I am saying fish." Achir answered. When Achir's mom fell asleep, Achir got up five minutes later. She stretched herself out, picked up a few bottles of water, put it in a bag, put the bag on, and sprinted away from the house. As she sprinted away, Achir felt a little tearful but at the same time, she felt joyful. She was tearful because she would be away for a long time, but Achir was joyful because when she got home, Achir would be carrying a box full of shellfish, salmon, berries, and fern roots. "Here I go... of into... the big world." Achir stated, a little fearfully.
It was now Tuesday, and Achir was just a few feet away from the large house. She had just woken from her sleep inside the house by the door. "I'm still at home. What should I eat for breakfast?" Achir whispered to her self. She turned around and got 2 fern roots from outside. Achir ate the fern roots and drank water for breakfast then left to start her journey. She walked and walked, but then, she had to use it. "Uh oh." Achir stated. She dashed back home. used it, then sprinted away. For good. For three days, maybe four or five. Or a week! "Watch out big world. Achir is coming and she's not afraid." Achir exclaimed to herself. "My journey now starts. When I get back, I'll be known as Achir, the first six year old to go out into the big world for at least four or more days!"
It was still Tuesday, but this time, it was getting dark. Achir was scared, brave, then scared again. She just didn't want to be out in the woods with animals that can hurt her. "Not that dark out Let's go look for
some salmon, fern roots, and berries." Achir demanded herself. She found a long, sharp stick. "This is... daddy's stick!" She shouted so loudly that it startled four deer, who walked away in confusion. Achir walked into the shallow part of a pond, saw five fish, and jabbed them with the stick on her first try! She was so happy that she danced with the stick and all most cut herself."Wow, that was close!" She wanted a place to put the fish so Achir found some twigs and leafs and made those items into a box. With the leafs, she used those to cover the cracks. Now all she had to do was find some firewood, and branches, then she would be set for the night.
It was time for bed, and Achir had all of her materials ready for the night. Her fire was lit, she had a huge box made out of the branches she found, she had a pile of leafs, and her fish were in a box next to her with the bottle of water. She already drank one bottle, so she wasn't thirsty any more. Achir was even prepared if a baby bear came. She yawned."Good night world. See you tomorrow."
Now it was Wednesday and Achir already woke up from her sleep. She went back to the shallow pond with the sharp stick, jabbed four fish, and put them over the fire. She was going to have fish for breakfast."Hopefully, these fish will not be burned like daddy's." Achir stated."I hate the taste of something burnt." A few minutes passed and Achir was bored, so she started dancing. Yes, dancing. Ever since she was a four year old, Achir danced when she was bored. She danced and danced, then suddenly, she saw her mom."Achir! Achir! Where are you my darling?! Come home!" Achir was getting really sad. She was missing her mom so much that she started crying. "Mommy, I'm over here! Follow the sound of my voice!" "OK!" Eventually, Achir's mom found her. Achir and her mom hugged a wonderful hug." Why are you out here? I was worried sick!" Achir's mom asked. "I'm really, really sorry mommy. I promise that I will never run away from you, daddy, and the house again." Achir promised. She started crying. "It's OK Achir. Don't cry because I know that you didn't mean to run away." her mom stated. "I was out o f my mind mommy. I just didn't want to be known as just Achir. I wanted to be known as more than just Achir." Achir stated softly."Let's go home."
When they got home, Achir and her mom unpacked thew water bottles and the fish box. They ate the corns, beans, and squash they grew from the garden and from that day on, Achir was known as "Achir the survivor" because she tried to survive for at least three days. THE END!!!
Monday, November 22, 2010
Quileute tribe information
There are many Pacific Northwest tribes in the US. Today, I will talk to you about the Quileute( said "quill-ee-yoot") and there Food, religions, culture, climate, entertainment, and some interesting facts about this tribe.
Since the Quileute Indians are part of the Pacific Northwest, they eat salmon, shellfish, whales, and seals from the ocean and hunt geese, deer, elks, bears, fern roots, and berries from the forest! The Pacific
Northwest Indians eat salmon-seals because they live by the pacific ocean, and they live by a forest too
so they can easily get the geese-berries.To the Pacific Northwest Indians, salmon is the most important
food. I wonder why.
The Quileute Indians believed in many things, but I chose two things they believe in. The Quileute Indians believed that the Thunderbird was large enough to carry a whale in its claws and its beating wings make thunder. Another believe is that the Raven help humankind and its a clever and generally
being, but also has many character traits that are viewed negatively in Quileute culture(greed, laziness, arrogance, deceitfulness, and rudeness.
In culture, Quileute have pot latches. A pot latch is a type of feast the Indians had. The hosts would serve huge amounts of food and gave the guest valuable gifts. At times, pot latches were competitions. The families would try to give the largest and most expensive pot latch to show their wealth.
In the Pacific Northwest, their climate is rainy. It rains a lot there. That's great because when it rains, it helps the crops grow and the Quileute can't grow their crops without rain. They need the crops to live and survive. The sun does shine though. If it's not raining, snowing, cloudy, or sleet, then the sun has to
be shining. It's warm in the Spring and in the Summer. It also snows in the Pacific Northwest region and that's bad for the crops.
The Pacific Northwest Indians dance, weave, carve, paint, and sew for their entertainment. We still do those things too. I know that occasionally they had spectacular recitations of legends and occasionally they gambled. They played games of strength and endurance in addition to games of skill. One game they played was known as fsa' fsa' wafs which stands for "rolling". In this game, they'd wheel a ring with grass twined in it down a hill and hit it with arrows. The objective of the game was to strike the grass with an arrow but to have it keep going and every hit was a full point. Also for their entertainment,
the Quileutae would paint their houses and/or their totem poles and carve into the houses too!
I have some interesting facts about the Quileutae. Did you know that they put totem poles in front of their large houses to mark the entrances? You do now. Also, their houses were heated by the central
open fireplaces. The Quileutae carved out canoes they called dugouts. The dugouts were used to carry goods on trading trips along the seacoast and rivers. Some groups paddled out to sea in dugouts to hunt for whales!
That's all for now. My sources were: www.quileutelegend.com and my social studies book!
Since the Quileute Indians are part of the Pacific Northwest, they eat salmon, shellfish, whales, and seals from the ocean and hunt geese, deer, elks, bears, fern roots, and berries from the forest! The Pacific
Northwest Indians eat salmon-seals because they live by the pacific ocean, and they live by a forest too
so they can easily get the geese-berries.To the Pacific Northwest Indians, salmon is the most important
food. I wonder why.
The Quileute Indians believed in many things, but I chose two things they believe in. The Quileute Indians believed that the Thunderbird was large enough to carry a whale in its claws and its beating wings make thunder. Another believe is that the Raven help humankind and its a clever and generally
being, but also has many character traits that are viewed negatively in Quileute culture(greed, laziness, arrogance, deceitfulness, and rudeness.
In culture, Quileute have pot latches. A pot latch is a type of feast the Indians had. The hosts would serve huge amounts of food and gave the guest valuable gifts. At times, pot latches were competitions. The families would try to give the largest and most expensive pot latch to show their wealth.
In the Pacific Northwest, their climate is rainy. It rains a lot there. That's great because when it rains, it helps the crops grow and the Quileute can't grow their crops without rain. They need the crops to live and survive. The sun does shine though. If it's not raining, snowing, cloudy, or sleet, then the sun has to
be shining. It's warm in the Spring and in the Summer. It also snows in the Pacific Northwest region and that's bad for the crops.
The Pacific Northwest Indians dance, weave, carve, paint, and sew for their entertainment. We still do those things too. I know that occasionally they had spectacular recitations of legends and occasionally they gambled. They played games of strength and endurance in addition to games of skill. One game they played was known as fsa' fsa' wafs which stands for "rolling". In this game, they'd wheel a ring with grass twined in it down a hill and hit it with arrows. The objective of the game was to strike the grass with an arrow but to have it keep going and every hit was a full point. Also for their entertainment,
the Quileutae would paint their houses and/or their totem poles and carve into the houses too!
I have some interesting facts about the Quileutae. Did you know that they put totem poles in front of their large houses to mark the entrances? You do now. Also, their houses were heated by the central
open fireplaces. The Quileutae carved out canoes they called dugouts. The dugouts were used to carry goods on trading trips along the seacoast and rivers. Some groups paddled out to sea in dugouts to hunt for whales!
That's all for now. My sources were: www.quileutelegend.com and my social studies book!
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