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.
See
if you can find all of the words
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