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My Indian Life

My Indian Life. Cherokee Tribe By: Antonia Reali. The Trail of Tears.

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My Indian Life

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  1. My Indian Life Cherokee Tribe By: Antonia Reali

  2. The Trail of Tears

  3. I was hustled from my bed, not by my mother’s soft hand but by hard hands I didn’t know. I saw my mother held at gun point. The gun was held by white hands. White hands pushed us outside. I reached out, grabbing our coats, and a quilt to wrap baby Awinita. The soldiers raided our digansodii. They loaded the food from our pantry onto their wagons. My last glimpse of my home was a fleeting sight of our wonderful log houses wrecked.

  4. My name is Atsila, meaning Fire I am part of the Cherokee tribe My family and I lived in the southeast region before white men forced us to move in 1838 This is my story…

  5. A day on the Trail of Tears When I woke up I was lying in a wagon. I called out to mother, but only soldiers came. They yanked me out of the wagon. When I got up from the frozen ground I saw my mother walking with a group of women. I ran to her and she hugged me. In her arms was baby Awinita, wrapped in the quilt snatched from my bed. I huffed with relief. That minute they called us to eat.

  6. Food on the Trail of Tears We were given bowls of green corn and a piece of dry cornbread. We ate with the rough wooden spoons they gave us. “I’m sorry” I murmured. “I shouldn’t have let them take us.” “I understand” my mother said softly. “It will be fine.” But it wouldn’t be. People can’t live on bread and green corn. I love roasted corn, but not when it’s burned drier than the creek bed after a drought.

  7. Clothes on the Trail of Tears All we had for clothes was the men’s thin robes over breechcloth and winter leggings. The women are wearing deerskin dresses and some have shawls. Luckily I grabbed our thick coats. The moss stuffed in my moccasins is keeping my feet warm, but some people don’t even have shoes.

  8. Geography on the Trail of Tears All I can see is forests. Some of the men are sent ahead to cut branches out of the way. One man that left a branch on the road got shot. There was practically a riot to get his clothes. It was sad, but they were desperate. Sometimes we didn’t have any water for three days. I get so tired.

  9. Weather on the Trail of Tears It being winter, it was cold. Actually, that’s an understatement. It’s freezing. The little water we had was frozen solid. I can’t feel my feet, or my fingers. I gave my moccasins to a girl named Mai. She had nothing but her sleeping clothes.

  10. I’m worried about my mother. She is too weak to walk, but the soldiers won’t let her in the wagon. Mai and I have to carry her and Awinita. My mother’s name is Halona, but we call her Gaho. Halona means “of happy fortune,” but all her fortune has been taken away from her. She is dying.

  11. My mother has died. We buried her in the frozen ground, along with many others. I didn’t allow anyone to take her clothes. I try to be strong for the younger children, but it’s all I can do not to cry.

  12. I am crying now. A horrific storm killed almost everyone. Mai is among the dead, along with Ayita, the woman who took care of us when mother died. The worst is that Awinita has pneumonia. One of the soldiers had it too, but they gave him a medicine that made him better. I pleaded with them to let Awinita have it, but they whipped me like a disobedient dog. My back hurts so much. I can barely hold Awinita.

  13. ReflectionA few months later It has been hard, but life continues. Awinita miraculously got better, and a baby boy was born. It was a miracle to us. Another miracle is the arrival of spring. I believe we can make it through this. About 2,000 people have died so far. I’m not counting though. Okay fine, yes I am. But we can survive this.

  14. Reflection I think I did A+ work on this project. It was extremely fun to do. It was not hard at all in my opinion. I hope we do this kind of project all year. I just had to do some research, and left the rest to my imagination.

  15. Bibliography • "Southeast Cherokee Indians." Daily Life in Olden Times for Kids. N.p.. Web. 28 Oct 2013. <http://nativeamericans.mrdonn.org/southeast/cherokee/food-clothing.html>. • "Native Languages of the Americas website ." native american facts for kids cherokee tribe. N.p.. Web. 28 Oct 2013. <http://www.bigorrin.org/cherokee_kids.htm>. • "Southeast Cherokee Indians." Daily Life in Olden Times for Kids. N.p.. Web. Oct 2013. <http://nativeamericans.mrdonn.org/southeast/cherokee/food-clothing.html>. • "Trail of Tears." The Indigenous People of the United States. N.p.. Web. Oct 2013. • . Spotted Wolf's Corner. N.p.. Web. 29 Oct 2013. <http://www.snowwowl.com/swolfNAnamesandmeanings.html

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