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Shoshone-Bannock History in Idaho
PART I OF II: 2008's historic Idaho Democratic Convention, held in Boise, ID, June 12-14, invited Idaho Native American Tribal members from the Shoshone-Bannock/Fort Hall, Shoshone-Paiute/Duck Valley, Nez Perce, and Coeur D'Alene tribal communities to take an active part in the convention activities. On June 12th, the Idaho AFL-CIO hosted a Democratic picnic for convention goers. Mr. Ted Howard, Cultural Resource Director, Duck Valley, spoke to picnic participants about the Shoshone-Paiute-Bannock history in the Boise Valley area. 9:49 minutes.
Part II-Grand Entry, Flag Ceremony and Recessional
All convention tribal members participated in the grand entry at the beginning of the June 13th Idaho Democratic Convention gathering followed by a flag ceremony and presentation by Mr. Lee Juan Tyler, Council Member, Shoshone-Bannock/Fort Hall community. Fort Hall and Duck Valley singers and drummers played songs for the grand entry, flag ceremony and recessional.
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Native American Prophecy
Narrated by the late Floyd RedCrow Westerman 6:36 minutes
7 Generations
Elder Orin Lyons talks about preparing for the next 7 generations. 8:43 minutes
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| Lit->NA Poems: My Indian Pride |
Posted on Friday, February 04 @ 10:19:29 CST | |
My Indian Pride... KEYWORDS: native american poetry cherokee poem indian poetry native american poem Martha Moongazer Beard poem
My body lives in the white man's land,
Yet strong and proud my red skin still stands.
Stripped of my heritage long ago,
Forced to give up the arrow and bow.
Denied the home where my people died,
For they trusted, yet the white father lied.
I wait in peace for our nations's return,
As forseen in ghost dance,
For this my heart yearns.
The spirit wind listens,
As the moon hears my cry.
My soul remains free,
With the eagle it flies.
Like war drums my heart beats with my Indian pride,
My spirit pony still with me rides.
A dream that one day my tribe will unite,
This I know is my Cherokee right.
They can take my life but not my soul,
I am Red,
I am Proud,
I am Cherokee,
Behold!
Martha Moongazer Beard
dec 2004
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