<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7850782350440353015</id><updated>2012-02-16T12:04:56.427-08:00</updated><title type='text'>GMM Cherokee Tribe Story and Research</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nativeamericangracemm.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850782350440353015/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nativeamericangracemm.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>5J City</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14910972643629593561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>6</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7850782350440353015.post-1695736852622264284</id><published>2009-12-08T07:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T08:02:21.485-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D-edFKMzvhk/Sx54VaV6SdI/AAAAAAAAARs/MQfQGDpIj1k/s1600-h/4150781860_4582092b0d_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 160px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D-edFKMzvhk/Sx54VaV6SdI/AAAAAAAAARs/MQfQGDpIj1k/s400/4150781860_4582092b0d_m.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412896111389723090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Black Bear &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Our tribe name is Black Bear because Black Bears are very strong and that shows that are tribe is strong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Our Totem Pole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Our totem pole is a story of the 4 elements, which is dirt, the sun, wind, and water. The stomach shows dirt and life on the earth that the elements bring us. The wing that is dark blue, light blue, and purple is the element water. The other wing that is red for fire. The bottom stands for wind you can see that because of the spirals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7850782350440353015-1695736852622264284?l=nativeamericangracemm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nativeamericangracemm.blogspot.com/feeds/1695736852622264284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nativeamericangracemm.blogspot.com/2009/12/black-bear-our-tribe-name-is-black-bear.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850782350440353015/posts/default/1695736852622264284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850782350440353015/posts/default/1695736852622264284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nativeamericangracemm.blogspot.com/2009/12/black-bear-our-tribe-name-is-black-bear.html' title=''/><author><name>5J City</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14910972643629593561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D-edFKMzvhk/Sx54VaV6SdI/AAAAAAAAARs/MQfQGDpIj1k/s72-c/4150781860_4582092b0d_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7850782350440353015.post-4256696680719000106</id><published>2009-12-01T09:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T13:58:18.417-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Habitat of Pueblo</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D-edFKMzvhk/SxVQwqFlrCI/AAAAAAAAANY/GTXr5V0lgEY/s1600/4132071318_73569bbe6b_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 160px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410319324217191458" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D-edFKMzvhk/SxVQwqFlrCI/AAAAAAAAANY/GTXr5V0lgEY/s400/4132071318_73569bbe6b_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000ee;"&gt;&lt;span style="TEXT-DECORATION: underline" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is a picture of the Pueblo that i made with my group. Really Pueblo houses are made of mud and straw, but sometimes they use other things like rocks, sticks, and clay. Do you see the farm? Well the Pueblo people had farms even though it never rained. They got their water from rivers using a iragation system.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7850782350440353015-4256696680719000106?l=nativeamericangracemm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nativeamericangracemm.blogspot.com/feeds/4256696680719000106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nativeamericangracemm.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-habitat-of-pueblo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850782350440353015/posts/default/4256696680719000106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850782350440353015/posts/default/4256696680719000106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nativeamericangracemm.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-habitat-of-pueblo.html' title='My Habitat of Pueblo'/><author><name>5J City</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14910972643629593561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D-edFKMzvhk/SxVQwqFlrCI/AAAAAAAAANY/GTXr5V0lgEY/s72-c/4132071318_73569bbe6b_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7850782350440353015.post-3457845158372713557</id><published>2009-11-17T08:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T09:11:05.427-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Were I got my facts and pictures</title><content type='html'>I got my facts on the Cherokee tribe from three books called:&lt;br /&gt;The Cherokee,&lt;br /&gt;Cherokee, and&lt;br /&gt;The Cherokee tribe&lt;br /&gt;I got all my fox pictures from a guy named &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Mikebaird&lt;/span&gt; and the rest from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Flikr&lt;/span&gt;.com.&lt;br /&gt;I got the Bear legend story from this web site http://www.ilhawaii.net/~stony/lore54.html and if you want to hear more story on it too they have more&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7850782350440353015-3457845158372713557?l=nativeamericangracemm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nativeamericangracemm.blogspot.com/feeds/3457845158372713557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nativeamericangracemm.blogspot.com/2009/11/were-i-got-my-facts-and-pictures.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850782350440353015/posts/default/3457845158372713557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850782350440353015/posts/default/3457845158372713557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nativeamericangracemm.blogspot.com/2009/11/were-i-got-my-facts-and-pictures.html' title='Were I got my facts and pictures'/><author><name>5J City</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14910972643629593561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7850782350440353015.post-8475374649394507000</id><published>2009-11-16T17:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T17:58:20.440-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bear Legend</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I read a story called the Bear Legend. The story came from the Cherokee tribe and the legend is that a boy went into the woods every day. The boy stayed there long and longer each day that he would not come back for and he got hairy. His parents got worried about him and asked him to stay but he said “I find plenty to eat there, and it is better than the corn and beans we have in the settlements, and pretty soon I am going into the woods to say all the time.” Then he said “It is better there than here, and you see I am beginning to be different already, so that I can not live here any longer. If you will come with me, there is plenty for all of us and you will never have to work for it; but if you want to come, you must first fast seven days”. The parents told the headman in the clan he told them that we should fallow the boy into the woods after the seven day and they did at the end they were all hairy and the other clan in the Cherokee tribe said that this was not right. The whole clan became bears and they told the other clan that it was all right to kill them and they were fine with it. The story shows that this legend said that it was all right to kill the bears because the other people from other clans were related to them. This gave them freedom to kill the bears. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7850782350440353015-8475374649394507000?l=nativeamericangracemm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nativeamericangracemm.blogspot.com/feeds/8475374649394507000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nativeamericangracemm.blogspot.com/2009/11/bear-legend.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850782350440353015/posts/default/8475374649394507000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850782350440353015/posts/default/8475374649394507000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nativeamericangracemm.blogspot.com/2009/11/bear-legend.html' title='Bear Legend'/><author><name>5J City</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14910972643629593561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7850782350440353015.post-363060533796978473</id><published>2009-11-16T11:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T11:38:06.217-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fox story</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D-edFKMzvhk/SwGuv17p_NI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ACfQh9dCHPk/s1600/mikebaird+the+one.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404793164775685330" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 213px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D-edFKMzvhk/SwGuv17p_NI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ACfQh9dCHPk/s320/mikebaird+the+one.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Tadita&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Bodaway&lt;/span&gt; ran all the way into the woods. Then &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Osyka&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Tadita&lt;/span&gt;’s dad yelled “&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Tadita&lt;/span&gt;!! Come here you need to help your mother with cooking!” so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Tadita&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Bodaway&lt;/span&gt; had to run all the way back to the other side of the woods to help his mother. As &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Bodaway&lt;/span&gt; ran his tail flung side-to-side and his cheeks were wiggling. It made &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Tadita&lt;/span&gt; laugh so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Bodaway&lt;/span&gt; looked up at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Tadita&lt;/span&gt; it looked like he was saying stop laughing at me. So when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Tadita&lt;/span&gt; got to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Angeni&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Tadita&lt;/span&gt;’s mom and little sister &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Amitola&lt;/span&gt; was there. So he had to help cook the deer. He hated cooking the food but he and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Bodaway&lt;/span&gt; love eating it. After eating the deer, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Tadita&lt;/span&gt; saved a piece of deer for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Bodaway&lt;/span&gt; as a treat. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Tadita&lt;/span&gt; was so tired that when they all went in the house after eating he laid down on his animal skin and went right to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Tadita&lt;/span&gt; woke up his mom cooked corn mush and he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;doesn&lt;/span&gt;’t like it that much but his mom said that she would not make anything else. So after he ate he went to go play Hoop and Pole, which is a game were someone rolls a hula hope out and another person &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;trys&lt;/span&gt; to throw a stick through the hoop when the hoop is moving. But no one wanted to play with him. All the other kids looked sad. So &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Tadita&lt;/span&gt; went up to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Adahy&lt;/span&gt; another Cherokee boy to ask why everyone was sad. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;Adahy&lt;/span&gt; said that another clan near by just got a letter from the government that said they were getting moved further west. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;Tadita&lt;/span&gt; was scared by this and went right home. When he got there &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;Bodaway&lt;/span&gt; was happy to see him but instead of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;Tadita&lt;/span&gt; coming and petting him he ran over to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;Osyka&lt;/span&gt; and asked him if he knew what was happening. His father said yes and that the government was coming for their clan next. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;Tadita&lt;/span&gt; was so scared he did not know what was going to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later that day a strange man dressed in nice clothes and pale skin came to the village. When the man saw &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;Tadita&lt;/span&gt;, he sneered at him and got off his horse and went over to the chief and said “the government needs this land. So we are moving your tribe to Oklahoma. We will be here tomorrow to bring you there.” The man got back on his horse and rode away. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;Tadita&lt;/span&gt; went over to the chief and said “what can we do now” and the chief said we wait for them to come. So that night &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;Tadita&lt;/span&gt; started to cry and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;Bodaway&lt;/span&gt; came over and snuggled up against him that calmed him and then he went to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three days later a lot of people were running around in their home and that’s when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;Tadita&lt;/span&gt; knew that they were here, the government people. He got up from his bed and went out side he saw tones of the pale looking people and people were getting pulled into this line and chained up. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;Tadita&lt;/span&gt; was scared so he ran back inside and told his mom and she looked at him crying and hugged him. All of a sudden a voice yelled out “someone is in here” and a solider ran into their house and pulled &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;Osyka&lt;/span&gt; out. Then two other soldiers came and pulled &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;Tadita&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;Amitola&lt;/span&gt; out and the other pulled &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;Angeni&lt;/span&gt; out. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;Bodaway&lt;/span&gt; came after the family not knowing what to do. Then they started walking on the trail that is now called the Trail of Tears. That night they lad down on grass and it was so cold out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When they woke up the next morning one of the families’ baby died. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;Tadita&lt;/span&gt; knew this was going to be a hard time. But &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;Bodaway&lt;/span&gt; made them happy as he walked along the side of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eighteen days later &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;Tadita&lt;/span&gt; got very ill and could not even walk so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;Osyka&lt;/span&gt; had to carry him and all &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;Tadita&lt;/span&gt; did was sleep and would not eat. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46"&gt;Bodaway&lt;/span&gt; always pushed food towards him but he would not take it and poor &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47"&gt;Bodaway&lt;/span&gt; knew that something was not right with tones of people being sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three days later &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48"&gt;Tadita&lt;/span&gt; died when everyone was a sleep &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_49"&gt;Bodaway&lt;/span&gt; sat there and tried to wake him up but he would not wake up. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_50"&gt;Bodaway&lt;/span&gt; stayed there with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_51"&gt;Tadita&lt;/span&gt; as his family had to go on they cried the whole way. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_52"&gt;Bodaway&lt;/span&gt; stayed there and did not eat. He died too. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_53"&gt;Bodaway&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_54"&gt;Tadita&lt;/span&gt;’s family says there souls play with each other up in the sky.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7850782350440353015-363060533796978473?l=nativeamericangracemm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nativeamericangracemm.blogspot.com/feeds/363060533796978473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nativeamericangracemm.blogspot.com/2009/11/tadita-and-bodaway-ran-all-way-into.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850782350440353015/posts/default/363060533796978473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850782350440353015/posts/default/363060533796978473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nativeamericangracemm.blogspot.com/2009/11/tadita-and-bodaway-ran-all-way-into.html' title='Fox story'/><author><name>5J City</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14910972643629593561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D-edFKMzvhk/SwGuv17p_NI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ACfQh9dCHPk/s72-c/mikebaird+the+one.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7850782350440353015.post-7655644259485079998</id><published>2009-11-16T11:54:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T12:00:14.958-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Facts on the Cherokee tribe</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D-edFKMzvhk/SwGuDlSZjwI/AAAAAAAAAEI/4zkOpLqnM7g/s1600/2532645721_8514af4275.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D-edFKMzvhk/SwGuDlSZjwI/AAAAAAAAAEI/4zkOpLqnM7g/s320/2532645721_8514af4275.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404792404393430786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Facts About The Cherokee Tribe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• The Indians ate corn, squash, beans, deer, elk, fish, and bear.&lt;br /&gt;• They lived in round houses made of wood and plastered in mud and grass with roofs made of bark.&lt;br /&gt;• The Cherokee men wore breechcloth which was a piece of deerskin that passed between the legs and tied with a belt.&lt;br /&gt;• Women wore deerskin tops and skirts.&lt;br /&gt;• The Cherokee’s had their own language&lt;br /&gt;• The Cherokee’s held special events like the Green Corn, Harvest, and Strawberry.&lt;br /&gt;• In the Cherokee tribe has equal rights for woman and men.&lt;br /&gt;• Trail of Tears is when Andrew Jackson made the Cherokee tribe move to Oklahoma and more then 4,000 Cherokee died.&lt;br /&gt;• The Shaman is like the priest and the medicine man in the Cherokee tribe.&lt;br /&gt;• The Cherokee tribe had their own game called Hoop and Pole that’s a game that men and boys played to gain skill.&lt;br /&gt;• The Cherokee tribe painted themselves bright colors for wars.&lt;br /&gt;• They farmed a lot of plants but mostly corn.• The Cherokee tribe hunted with arrows and blowguns.&lt;br /&gt;Today facts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Cherokee tribe is the largest tribe  today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7850782350440353015-7655644259485079998?l=nativeamericangracemm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nativeamericangracemm.blogspot.com/feeds/7655644259485079998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nativeamericangracemm.blogspot.com/2009/11/facts-about-cherokee-tribe-indians-ate.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850782350440353015/posts/default/7655644259485079998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850782350440353015/posts/default/7655644259485079998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nativeamericangracemm.blogspot.com/2009/11/facts-about-cherokee-tribe-indians-ate.html' title='Facts on the Cherokee tribe'/><author><name>5J City</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14910972643629593561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D-edFKMzvhk/SwGuDlSZjwI/AAAAAAAAAEI/4zkOpLqnM7g/s72-c/2532645721_8514af4275.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
