Wednesday, December 7, 2011

Chosovi's Diary Entry: Hopi Girl

           This morning when I woke to make breakfast for Father, I tripped and broke one of the ladders. He scolded me and I began to weep. Father felt sad so he began to comfort me. " My poor Chosovi, my bluebird." he spoke quietly and sweetly," I am sorry. Now, go and make me some breakfast." He shooed me away and I scurried into the cooking room. Mother was already there with a dissaproving look on her face. I begin to cook with guilt almost making me shriek with rage. How could I be so clumsy? I thought to myself. "Chosovi,"  Mother calls. I got named Chosovi because when I was born, Mother heard bluebirds as she looked at my face for the first time. "Chosovi! Come here, I need help with the finger cakes!" She had gotten impatiant, so I hurried over and forgot about the accident that happend about an hour before.
              After Breakfast was work time. the men would harvest and hunt small animals while older children and the women would do chores. Today, was my lucky day because Hakidonmuya ( the old patient woman) let me make the silver jewelry with her. It is my favorite chore. My least favorite is cleaning, but I will not have to worry about that for a while.
            In the middle of chore time, Mother came and I was told to go and fix the ladder. I did not want to do it, but I did anyway. I went out and collected a new stick that was sturdy enough and I used the grass from before and I rebuilt the the rung. When I was done, I stood back and was proud of my work. Until I heard a cry of pain.
             I ran as fast as I could and saw what had happened. One of the little ones had been bitten by a rattle snake. I stopped in my tracks and called for Mother. She came rushing, but I was already at the little girl's side, holding her in my arms. She was sobbing with pain and fear. Soon, the girl was in her bed asleep and healing. I had seen lots of scary things, but that was my wost fear.
           After lunch (finger cakes and pumpkin) nothing much happened. After dinner (rabbit stew and corn) we did something very fun. We had the Bean Dance ceremony!  Father danced in his manta and best moccasins.  It was amazing to watch.  I do hope we have a good harvest this year. 
          Now, it is time for bed.  It was a surprising day and I am tired.  Good night.
-Chosovi

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