A poem by the eloquent Chief Dan George. A much respected former Chief of the Tsleil-Waututh Nation…on FB
The beauty of the trees,
the softness of the air,
the fragrance of the grass,
speaks to me.
The summit of the mountain,
the thunder of the sky,
the rhythm of the sea,
speaks to me.
The strength of the fire,
the taste of salmon,
the trail of the sun,
and the life that never goes away,
they speak to me.
And my heart soars.”.
Oh Great Spirit who made all races. Look kindly upon the whole human family and take away the arrogance and hatred which separate us from our brothers [and sisters].
— Cherokee Prayer
“Show the kids that if you really want your dream, sometimes you have to go out of your comfort zone and go get it.”
“People often ask me why I don’t photograph real Indians,” said Ms. Wilbur, who marked documenting her 180th tribe in Phoenix last week. “But the people that I photograph are real Indians. These are my people.”
“l like this project!” -Lawrence Paul Yuxweluptun
“We want to know whether you have come to stop our dances and feasts, as the missionaries and agents who live among our neighbors [sic] try to do. We do not want to have anyone here who will interfere with our customs. We were told that a man-of-war would come if we should continue to do as our grandfathers and great-grandfathers have done. But we do not mind such words. Is this the white man’s land? We are told it is the Queen’s land, but no! It is mine.
Where was the Queen when our God gave this land to my grandfather and told him, “This will be thine?” My father owned the land and was a mighty Chief; now it is mine. And when your man-of-war comes, let him destroy our houses. Do you see yon trees? Do you see yon woods? We shall cut them down and build new houses and live as our fathers did.
We will dance when our laws command us to dance, and we will feast when our hearts desire to feast. Do we ask the white man, “Do as the Indian does?” It is a strict law that bids us dance. It is a strict law that bids us distribute our property among our friends and neighbors. It is a good law. Let the white man observe his law; we shall observe ours. And now, if you come to forbid us dance, be gone. If not, you will be welcome to us.
— O’wax̱a̱laga̱lis Chief of the Kwagu’ł “Fort Rupert Tribes”, to Franz Boas, October 7, 1886
Native American Singing
2010 Olympics Torch run November 7, 2009. O Canada – kā-kanātahk the National Anthem in Cree.
Sung by Lac La Ronge Indian Band member, Aileen Searson. This is the band I’m from; northern Saskatchewan.