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Summary: Mother North America wishes to tell everyone about herself and her two last children, America and Canada. While she takes you through a normal day in her life as more people come to her home to stay.
Boozhoo, Hello, my name is Miakonda, do you understand; 'Mi'-a-kon-da' is my name. It means 'Scared Moon' and I am the mother of all in this place; even these two little ones.
The small child in my arms is name America, or Pasun, understand? Pa'-sun; in my language it means American eagle. I believe it is a very fitting name for this child. He will fly high in the sky just like the eagle we always have watched from a far. Just like this little one will protect everyone from the sky. My small little hero.
The other small child in my home weaved basket is very soft spoken. He is my little Canada. I feel sorry for him many a day he is always in the cold weather and forgotten by many. His name in my language is Kagezhinga. Once again I will repeat myself to those who could not understand my native tongue, Ka-ge'-zhin-ga meaning Little Brother. And hopefully that name will stay with him in the darkest of nights when he is cold and alone; he will remember his older brother will always protect him.
I have many other children, but these two are the last two I have at the moment. My other children have a new home now, soon they will forget all about me and my teachings, but I will never grow sad. Why you may ask? Isn't it sad for a mother to say goodbye to her children?
Yes, it is very sad and hard to say good-bye, but I know they will be safe. And that thought makes my sprits rise again, I am getting old I cannot protect my children forever. They need to learn that for themselves. Though I will never truly leave them, I know they cannot see me once they forget.
My life is completely meant for the land around me and my people, who I know one day, will all disappear. By that time my children will be fully grown and able to protect themselves. By that time, I will no longer need to overshadow my children.
Yes, I will be sad when I no longer can play with my little ones, but I know they will be safe. That is all I wish for them to stay safe.
I made a small smile at the baby buffalo; a newly born buffalo. Soon it will grow to be big and strong like it's mother.
I softly whispered a prayer for the small child,
"Whose voice I hear in the winds
and whose breath gives life to all the world, hear me.
I am small and weak.
I need your strength and wisdom.
Let me walk in beauty and make my eyes
ever behold the red and purple sunset.
Make my hands respect the things you have made
and my ears sharp to hear your voice.
Make me wise so that I may understand
the things you have taught my people.
Let me learn the lessons you have hidden
in every leaf and rock.
I seek strength, not to be superior to my brother,
but to fight my greatest enemy - myself.
Make me always ready to come to you
with clean hands and straight eyes,
so when life fades, as the fading sunset,
my spirit will come to you
without shame."
I laughed softly as my small new child looked up and me. He was happy. I glanced up and felt a pain in my heart. Already new ships were coming. Another of my children will leave my side again, but…
I gently nuzzled my little Pasun.
He will be safe. "Mama?" I smiled at my little Pasun.
"America….my Little America…look do you see what I can see?" I watched as my son turned to the large ships coming. Something I have seen many times, but the first time either of my sons saw something from the outside world.
"Clouds?"
I laughed at my little one's answer. "No, they are called 'ships' and they carry people. They are like my canoes my Little America, and the people on those ships wish to be your friend. Isn't that wonderful?"
My little son looked at me and I gently nuzzled him. This is good-bye.
"Go, now…you do not wish to keep your new friends waiting." I gently put my little one on the ground. "Go…they are waiting to meet you." I saw the nervousness and smiled softly as I kissed his tiny forehead. "Do not be scared…they are all good people…they all wish to meet you."
"Uhh…okay, mama…Buh-bye!" My little sun said as he went off to meet the new people. I felt sad, but he will be safe. And I cannot stay here much longer. As life moves in a cycle so must I.
"Come my little Kagezhinga, I have a baby polar bear that wishes to meet you as well." I smiled at my last child still sleeping peacefully. Soon he shall be gone as well and I will no longer need to be their body and them my shadow. No, soon my sprit will be my children's shadow and them my body.
Time moves forward and my body is getting old. Yet, my children are getting stronger. My sisters will one day follow me, when all our children leave we must leave. But I will always prayer for my children's safety. War time and peace time will come, but I will have faith my children will always stay safe in even the darkest times.
My name is Miakonda and if you still do not understand; I am the mother of all that is living on this land, I am the mother of North America.