Saturday, July 12, 2008

The Legend of "Walking Eagle"

Whether you are a Democrat or a Republican, you might enjoy reading this...

Senator BARACK OBAMA was invited to address a major gathering of an American Indian Nation two weeks ago in upstate New York.

He spoke for almost an hour on HIS future plans for increasing every Native American's present standard of living, should HE one day become the President. HE referred to his career as a Senator, how HE had signed 'YES' for every Indian issue that came to HIS desk for approval. (?)

Although the Senator was vague on the details of his plan, he seemed most enthusiastic about his future ideas for helping his 'red sisters and brothers'.

At the conclusion of his speech, the Tribes presented the Senator with a plaque inscribed with his new Indian name - Walking Eagle. The proud Senator then departed in his motorcade, waving to the crowds.

A news reporter later inquired to the group of chiefs of how they came to select the new name given to the Senator. They explained that Walking Eagle is the name given to a bird so full of crap it can no longer fly.

H/T to my Jungle Mom and her email for this!!

Traditionally, the maternal Grandfather of a child is given the privilege of naming that child; and in some other tribes, or in older days maybe, the privilege was the Chief's.
I was also named by my Grandfather, Frosty, who gave me my Choctaw name "Yannash okpulho taha".
Roughly translated, that means 'Rambunctious Buffalo'.
-- That happened sometime after I hid all the ignition keys to the LeFlore Co. Highway Department's dump trucks and road graders when I was 5 or 6. It happened on a Saturday morning, when he and I went to the warehouse so he could do some welding on something. I played on the equipment in the yard, climbed onto the great piles of gravel and sand outside. That's where I hid all the ignition keys.
On the following Monday morning, Frosty came to my kindergarten class to collect me, so I could show him where all the keys were hid and forgotten, allowing the state to conduct it's business.
Although, he may have named me Rambunctious Buffalo after I climbed the telephone pole, wanting to sit up there with the birds. That was at about age 7.

Also, I live now in downtown Yanush, Oklahoma; but the words are different.


GRANNY said...

I am sorry to be away so long, there have been many things in my family going on. I am back and will be watching your blog as its on my favorites list. I like the new pic to. Many kind regards to you my friend.

GRANNY said...

Oh, and on your blog about Barak Obama. I heard him on a television program, cant remember the one, that when HE got into office, the white house would be HIS. I hate to say it, but the white house belongs to the people of the United States. Something else I had been trying to figure out. I HEARD he swore in as Senator on the Koran. Have you heard, or know if this is true or not?

Jungle Mom said...

LOL! Love the caveman!
My ye'kwana name is 'jaduudu'. it means "Rotten banana" and comes from the freckles on my arms. They had never seen freckles and thought they looked like the spots on very ripe bananas.


The Localmalcontent said...

No, Granny, that is NOT true.

Another of those rumors spread by email mostly.

The designs which a President Obama would have on America are socialist in nature, and oppressive in practice.

But no, neither Sharia law nor Islam can rule America, with good people like you, me, others who are aware and watching, and ready to revolt.

The Localmalcontent said...

Jaduudu, I can't express fully, how much your friendship means to me, or how your thinking of me when reading that 'Walking Eagle' bit, made me happy.

Yannash okpulho taha.

GRANNY said...

And you can bet Granny will be revolting.