A Christmas Poem from Indian Country

Complements of someone who emailed Attorney Lisa Yellow Eagle

 

T’was the night before Christmas and all thru the teepee 

Not an eyelid was shut because nobody was sleepy.

The Wal-Mart bags were hung by the fire so neat,

Hoping Chief Nick would fill them up with smoked meat.

The children were nestled all snug in their beds

While visions of fry bread men danced in their heads.

With ya-yah in her kerchief and my hair braided tight

We turned up the scanner to entertain us tonight.

Then all of a sudden a crash we did hear,

The rez dogs started barking but that’s the norm around here.

The moon on the breast of the new falling snow

Gave the luster of midday to my rez car below.

When what do my ndn eyes should appear

But an ndn sleigh with eight tiny reindeer!

With a little rez driver so stoic but quick

I knew in a moment it must be Chief Nick.

More rapid then Rez Ballers the reindeer they came

And he pointed with his lips then called them by name.

On Fancy Dancer, on Smoked Meat, on Thomas and Victor,

On Back Strap, on Philbert, on Black Cloud and Trixster.

Ssshhh! Land beside the teepee, quiet for good reason

We have to be careful it’s deer hunting season.

The stickers on his sleigh read “I love baloney”

Another one said “My other ride is a pony.”

The one in the middle said “NDN Power”

There was duct tape and bailing wire holding it together.

When the teepee flap opened I just hung my head,

For I just finished off his stew and fry bread.

He was dressed in full regalia from his head to his moccs,

His outfit fully beaded right down to his socks!

His huckleberry eyes twinkled, his braids were like WOW!

You have to see it for yourself, he was just … somehow!

The stump of his peace pipe held tight in his teeth

And the smoke signals encircled his head like a wreath.

His face was kind of greasy and he was ndn size,

He had a commod bod only a skin could recognize.

He spoke not a word just flashed his Tribal ID.

He left a block of cheese and new tape recorder under the tree.

He left hand drums and blankets and round dance CDs,

Huckleberry pies and the new Northern Cree!

Then he pointed with his lips, gave a big hearty AYYE!

And he danced out the door and jumped in his sleigh.

I heard him exclaim as he flew out of sight

Merry Christmas to all!  Let’s round dance tonight!

HO! HO! HO!

2010 Oglala Nation Pow-Wow and Rodeo Challenge

Smith Shelton and Ragona, council for the Oglala Sioux Tribe, was informed of a challenge issued at the Tribe’s most recent Tribal Council meeting. The Tribe informed all of the law firms representing it that one attorney donated $1,000.00 to help support the 2010 Oglala Nation Pow-Wow and Rodeo. That attorney, Mario Gonzales, extended the challenge for all other attorneys and law firms representing the Tribe do the same.

First, Smith, Shelton and Ragona would like to thank Mr. Gonzales for extending the challenge. Even though Smith, Shelton and Ragona already purchased an ad in the 2010 Oglala Nation Pow-Wow and Rodeo program, the firm still met the challenge. Not only did the firm agree to donate $1,000.00 to this year’s event, but it would like to return the challenge and double it.

Attorneys Smith, Shelton and Ragona pledge to donate $2,000.00 to next year’s Oglala Nation Pow-Wow and Rodeo, and hereby challenges the Gonzales Law firm to match its $2,000.00 donation next year.