Native Land

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Native way of life sends a father and son on a first time exploration of a lesson to be learned. "Love the land from which you take from."

In the Native Lands

In the Native lands where animals and human meet, there is understanding and true harmony. The beautiful emerald grass flows wildly and free, with the grasses and plants comes nourishment. The animals that run the land are happy and they seem to understand how life goes. The bright blue skies filled with the birds soaring above of the earth and the sun so forthcoming and bold warms the skin. This caring sun helps everything grow and shine. Being in this land is truly a blessing; there is nothing like being in harmony with nature. The Chief of these Native tribes take care of everyone. They care and love each and every member as their own child. The women take care of many beautiful things, they not only take care of children and home, but community as well. The elderly tell stories of past times, the legends only to be told from generation to generation. There is a beauty in family tribal stories that connect to ancestors and The Great Spirit. The children not only get to run wild and play games, but are taught valuable lessons each and every day. The men hunt and bring back the meat the community relies on to live. These hunters and warriors take care of everyone’s hunger and protect them with every ounce of their being. There is a lesson to be learned in everyday life that these men teach their sons. Father and son is a secret bond that no one can ever break. There is love and commitment that carries on from one generation to the next.

A Father and Son, A Lesson for Life

Early one morning before dawn Wahy (Wolf) and his son Usdi Wahy (Baby Wolf) went out exploring. Wahy was bringing his son out for a hunt for the first time. Usdi Wahy has been practicing day and night with his bow; he wants to be just like his father, a strong hunter and warrior for his tribe. While trailing along they see something in the field, it is hard to make out what it is as it’s still dark. Wahy asked, “Usdi Wahy, what do you see out there?” Usdi Wahy looks as closely as he can and answers. “Father it’s a rabbit hopping across the field.” “Yes Usdi Wahy”, he replies. “This is true. I would like you to take your bow and grab an arrow, then do your best to hit it.” Immediately Usdi Wahy does as told, standing there aiming and proud to be his father’s son he released his arrow with confidence. The arrow cuts through the air like a knife and lands straight through the belly of the rabbit! “Good job Usdi Wahy! This will be our breakfast.” They eat their breakfast and continue their exploration. During this time Wahy tells his son about their way of life. Usdi Wahy listens intently, as he would never want to upset his father. Wahy goes on to tell him that living from the earth and giving back to it is the best way to keep peace with the earth. “Usdi Wahy, if we do not care about the things we kill, nothing will survive. We will no longer have these giving souls to feed us, and surely we will perish along with them.” Then as if The Great Spirit spoke himself, Usdi Wahy hears his father speak again.

Look there beyond the horizon,
Do you see all those bison?
This is where we must go,
To feed our people,
Do you know?

This is a sign,
From The Great Spirit,
In the wind, you must hear it.
All the things we have in life,
Are a gift we must treat right.

We need the land to live each day,
This, my son, is the native way.
If we harm the world at our feet,
Then this nature will crumble and we will not eat.
We love this land for what it gives,
Nourishment, our home, our life, and our kids.

We live from the land we hold dear,
But my son there is great fear.
Seasons change every year,
This is something that’s very clear.
If we don’t change where we live,
We cannot move with the wind.
We need these changes, it’s part of life,
We have to do this to survive.

We must move our tribe upstream,
This I was told in my dream.
If we do not do as asked,
Our tribe will suffer, we will not last.
New things come our way every day,
Son, this is the Native way.


Usdi Wahy still walking along with his father thinks about this image. He then speaks back, “father, I understand what you are telling me and I will live this way you are speaking.” His father replies, “That is good Usdi Wahy, you are a great student and better son; one day you will make a great hunter and warrior as well.” This gave Usdi Wahy great joy and confidence. Thinking on their trail back home, Usdi Wahy has realized what a great day it has been. He has never had so much experience in one day that took his breath away. The way his father rhymed, the words spoke to his heart and entered his soul. This was a defining moment for Usdi Wahy, for he now knows how to live; he will forever live the Native way.

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Father And Son, Native, Native American Spirituality, Way Of Life

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author avatar cnwriter..carolina
12th Jul 2013 (#)

Yes Deb! a wonderful share indeed...

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author avatar Deb's Writings
12th Jul 2013 (#)

Thank you cnwriter! I am flattered!

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author avatar Sivaramakrishnan A
13th Jul 2013 (#)

Very well written, Deb. There is a Chinese saying - never forget the source of water we drink from - siva

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author avatar Deb's Writings
13th Jul 2013 (#)

Thank you very much Siva, with this being my first short story I was very nervous to share it. Thank you for reading. That is great advice; many cultures have similar advice and it's too bad not enough people follow.

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author avatar Roja Meeran
13th Jul 2013 (#)

Very nice...i liked a lot Deb
can't believe it's your first one

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author avatar Deb's Writings
13th Jul 2013 (#)

Thank you very much Roja! I'm am very much flattered! Yes, first story ever. :)

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