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February 2003                                         Patuxent Nation
 

What a wonderful winter this has been!  I’ve really enjoyed the snow.  Have you?  As of this past Friday, there are no more available snow days left, so if it snows, we’ll have to make up the days later in the year. 

 Last month, our All Nation/All Family event was Ice Skating.  We had a pretty good turn-out and what a great time we had.  The rink was not crowded.  We have some fantastic skaters in our nation.  From the looks of it, some will be great hockey players while others will be Olympian figure skaters.


The Race is On!


Come on Dad!       Joshua practicing     Naomi doing her
Hurry Up!              his Moves!                   Figure 8's!


Who, Me?              Ready, Get Set,             Ta Da!!!!
Go!!!



This winter, we’ve had a few good snow storms.  In the last newsletter, I challenged everyone to build a Snow Indian.  We have our 1st one.  It’s still not too late to get your picture in our newsletter.

 We have an exciting 2nd half of the year planned.  Check out this month’s All Nation/All Family event. 

 Mark you calendars for May 17th and 18th.  We will have our 1st camping trip.  We’ve have reserved a campground that has teepee’s and covered wagons to sleep in.  I’m very excited about this.  I will send out more information in the next newsletter. 

Below are pictures of one of the teepees and covered wagons.



Also scheduled is our end of the year camping weekend at Camp Letts scheduled for June 13th-15th.  For those who have not been, this has traditionally been the highlight of the year.  We will be camping in cabins, going canoeing, go horseback riding, having our Indian Olympics including turtle races, campfires, an ice cream social, and much more!



Upcoming Nation Event

Pancakes on the griddle, a nip in the air….It must be that time of year for our “Feast of the Hungry Moon” Pancake Breakfast at the YMCA on Saturday, March 1st from  8:00am - ~10:30am.  This is a fun event for the whole family out.   After breakfast, we will have a very special visitor to entertain us.   We are also looking for volunteers to help cook.

There will be a nominal charge.  Please RSVP to c.snider@mindspring.com 

or call  301-805-4640


Here are some Wintery ones!

Why did Frosty cross the road?  .................................................To melt on the other side.

In which month do people eat the least?   ................February - it's the shortest month.

My roots are above and I grow downward. What am I?   .....................................An icicle.

Why do birds fly south for the winter?   ............Because they can't walk that distance.

Why do skeletons hate winter?  .................Because the cold goes right through them.

What sort of ball doesn't bounce ? .....................................................................A snowball ! 

What bird can write under the Arctic Ocean? .................................A ball-point pen-guin.

What did the snowman get at Wendy’s? ..................................................................A frosty!

 
Knock Knock
Who's there ?
Snow
Snow who ?
Snow business like show business !

Knock Knock
Who's there ?
Igloo
Igloo who ?
Igloo Suzie like I knew Suzie... !

Knock Knock
Who's there ?
Achoo
Achoo who?
I didn’t know you had a cold!

Knock, knock.
Who's there ?
Lettuce.
Lettuce who?
Lettuce in from the snow and we’ll 
    tell you another Knock Knock joke.



DULL KNIFE      (Cheyenne 1828-1879)
by Ohiyesa

The life of Dull Knife, the Cheyenne, is a true hero tale.  Simple, child-like yet manful, and devoid of selfish aims, or love of gain, he is a pattern for heroes of all men.

Dull Knife was a chief of the old school.  Among all the Indians of the plains, nothing counts save proven worth.  A man's caliber is measured by his courage, unselfishness and intelligence.    Dull Knife was known to the Sioux as a man of high type and above many in honesty and simplicity.

It is said that Dull Knife as a boy was resourceful and self-reliant.  He was only nine years old when his family was separated from the rest of the tribe while on a buffalo hunt.  His father was away and his mother busy, and he was playing with his little sister on the banks of a stream, when a large herd of buffalo swept down upon them on a stampede for water.  His mother climbed a tree, but the little boy led his sister into an old beaver house whose entrance was above water, and here they remained in shelter until the buffalo passed and they were found by their parents.

Dull Knife was quite a youth when his tribe was caught one winter in a region without game, and threatened with starvation.   The situation was made worse by heavy storms, but he secured help and led a relief party a hundred and fifty miles, carrying bales of dried buffalo meat on pack horses.

It was the custom in those days for the older men to walk ahead of the moving caravan and decide upon all halts and camping places.  One day the counselors came to a grove of wild cherries covered with ripe fruit, and they stopped at once.  Suddenly a grizzly charged from the thicket.  The men yelped and hooted, but the bear was not to be bluffed.  He knocked down the first warrior who dared to face him and dragged his victim into the bushes.

The whole caravan was in the wildest excitement.  Several of the swiftest-footed warriors charged the bear, to bring him out into the open, while the women and dogs made all the noise they could.  The bear accepted the challenge, and as he did so, the man whom they had supposed dead came running from the opposite end of the thicket. 

The Indians were delighted, and especially so when in the midst of their cheers, the man stopped running for his life and began to sing a Brave Heart song as he approached the grove with his butcher knife in his hand.  He would dare his enemy again!

The grizzly met him with a tremendous rush, and they went down together.  Instantly the bear began to utter cries of distress, and at the same time the knife flashed, and he rolled over dead.  The warrior was too quick for the animal; he first bit his sensitive nose to distract his attention, and then used the knife to stab him to the heart.  He fought many battles with knives thereafter and claimed that the spirit of the bear gave him success.  On one occasion, however, the enemy had a strong buffalo-hide shield which the Cheyenne bear fighter could not pierce through, and he was wounded; nevertheless he managed to dispatch his foe.  It was from this incident that he received the name of Dull Knife, which was handed down to his descendant.


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