Greetings from the Chiefs, Clanmothers, Faithkeepers, and people of the Haudenosaunee Six Nations Confederacy, People of the Longhouse.
Mitakuyapi, Cante waste napeciyuzapi.
This is the time of year when people in the Northeast become excited about the return of warmer weather and longer daylight hours. The robins and the geese are returning from their winter get-away vacation spots down south.
The recent arrest of Wayland Gray, a Muscogee (Creek) Nation citizen, has set off a firestorm of criticism against the Poarch Band of Creek Indians.
“Our unborn grandchildren will look back at our era and be either thankful for our efforts or they will never speak our names as their ancestors, because of when we failed to live up to our responsibility. The choice is up to us today. What legacy do we leave behind us forever?”
For an Indian, Barry seems to need very little sleep. He works nights, even on weekends. During the day, he seems to practically live at Walmart, which has earned him the nickname Walmart Barry.
Our determination to survive as distinct Indigenous peoples comes from the will of our ancestors. They suffered unspeakable crimes to their spirits and bodies, and we still struggle to beat back this legacy of genocide. To outsiders, it might appear as if the Indian wars are over.
The Background and Context of Native American Heritage Month
The negative representations of American Indians have recently caught national attention in the news and on the Internet.
Many Native American teenagers are planning their future and want to make a difference—I believe that. The Native American people have—time and again—answered our nation’s call when it comes to serving in many capacities and that includes the call of service in the military.
“YOU’LL MOCK DEATH BUT ONCE!”
I moved away from home two months ago for work. For the past six years, I’d been living on the Lake Traverse Reservation of the Sisseton Wahpeton Oyate where I am enrolled.
After reading The New York Times's article, “Brutal Crimes Grip an Indian Reservation,” by Timothy Williams, pub
February 17 was a warm sunny day, a far cry from what we have come to expect for a winter day here in the Northeast, and I should have been out enjoying it.