Though I knew it would be hard, I did not once feel that failure was to be my reward. As I stepped unevenly on the rolling ground, I thought of the warriors soon to wash off their war-paints and follow me.
At length I reached the place where the people had assembled to hear me preach. In a large circle men and women sat upon the dry red grass. Within the ring I stood, with the white man's Bible in my hand. I tried to tell them of the soft heart of Christ.
In silence the vast circle of bareheaded warriors sat under an afternoon sun. At last, wiping the wet from my brow, I took my place in the ring. The hush of the assembly filled me with great hope.
I was turning my thoughts upward to the sky in gratitude, when a stir called me to earth again.
Reflection: After reading this story, I realized I chose it because the people and their different beliefs stuck out to me. When I saw that a young boy was brave enough to approach his people with his own beliefs and a white mans bibles in hand and he would not accept failure, I realized that even young people had the courage to stand up for what they believed in. This has an impact on me for the simple fact, that the choices I make and the belifs and morals that I stick to can change the life ahead of me, just as they did for the Native American Boy.
Dear Diary,
When I reached the new world I was amazed at what was around me. Furthermore as I began to travel I ventured to see many great things. One of the most interesting things that I happened to come across was a little Indian boy with a bible about to preach to his people. The boy was very friendly and his people skills were amazing. The interesting thing about what I witnessed is that soon a man arose who was known as the medicine man and he seemed as if he had something against the boy.
After the boy and the man bickered for quiet some time I came to realize that the whole thing occurred because the medicine man had problems with the boy and decided to ask the people why they were listening to a boys of such foolishness. This kind of took me by surprise because I expected that two natives would get along but I guess when people have different beliefs they act different no matter what.
Essential Question: How is community affected when the American dream may not be assessable to all? Although the Native Americans are the "True Americans" the white mans dreams turns their lives and their dreams into a nightmare, as the white man has only come to oppress them.
1 comment:
After reading your reflection i realized that we had some of the same kind of ideas. Liskwise what really stood out to me in the story was that the Native American boy was so strong in his beleifs and was not going to let anyone in his way of what he was doing. But a question that I have for you is Do you think that you would have the same strenght that the Zikala-sa had.
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