Chapter 4-Songs and Wrongs
Sakira slowly taught them that you had to spear right above or below the fish, as the water helped them avoid the spear. Sakira speared several. Syaoko quickly caught on, but Tomoko and Chelsea weren't as fast. Later, Sakira and Syaoko wondered if they weren't just pretending not to understand so they could hang out.
Sakira and Syaoko meanwhile worked together to make four frames for their mattresses.
Then Sakira did something she wouldn't have done in front of the other two. She killed the moose from the other day, that the wolves had left.
She touched Syaoko's sword. "I need that. My dagger's not right for this work." Syaoko touched his sword, touching her hand. His face grew hot. "But, that would desecrate my sword." Sakira snapped, "Desecrate your sword or die of hunger, Syaoko!" Syaoko handed her his sword. "Fine. You'd better know what you're doing!" Sakira kissed his cheek. "Of course I do, silly. Otherwise, I'd be using my little dagger. But that's better for stabbing and throwing." Syaoko watched her carefully cut the hide off the animal. "Haand me the hatchet. I don't think your sword can cut through bone. You can clean it now on the grass." As he did so, he noticed her dagger as laying on a patch of grass next to some red wet grass. He carefully cleaned it, and resheathed it. "Now, you're going back to camp and getting the other two. In the cave, there will be a device you'll find." Syaoko went back into the cave but only found a drawing of men carrying something on their backs. It took him a few minutes to figure it out. This was her way of making them agree to carry the meat. He went back with the other two. "Since we're smaller, two of us will carry a full load-" she stopped. A wolf pack was eyeing the meat. She stopped, and slowly approached the leader. Speaking softly in gentle sounds, she seemed to be talking to the leader. The dog nodded after that. Sakira silently bound half the meat onto the dogs and themselves. "But won't they steal it while we're gone?" Sakira didn't answer Chelsea. "Let's go."
They arrived at the cave, and the dogs waited patiently as the packs were taken off their backs. She stroked each one. A lone white one came with another skin on it's back. She stroked it, but he stayed. Sakira listened as it barked and growled. She smiled. "This young one is the promise. As long as we don't hurt them, they'll keep us safe. If they attack us, we are free to keep or find and kill this wolf. Likewise, if we hurt them, I am their promised lamb." Tomoko looked longingly at the wolf. "Let's slice it up, and have a warm blanket." Sakira shoved him onto the cold stone floor. "Unless he dies of old age, we are not killing him. Now I must do something none of you can. You will stay here." Sakira spoke to the wolf, who howled, bringing 5 more. "You will stay here. They will ensure it."
Syaoko idly watched the other two try to get past. The dogs gently nipped them if they tried to ignore the dogs' whining and nudging.
Syaoko silently went towards the back, where he discovered a small rope ladder. He descended, and was greeted by an indian. "You wish to see Blue Sky dance." Syaoko nodded. Sakira was her Japanese name, but she had an indian name. Syaoko followed the man and his black wolf.
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Syaoko watched the men dance, then the women. Then, in a white beaded dress, Sakira emerged. She spoke in what Syaoko assumed was the indian language. A hand was on his shoulder. Syaoko jumped. The indian had left him. Who was this. He looked, and knew instinctively it was Sakira's father. "Hello, Son of Little Wolf. Sakira didn't want anyone but her people see her dance. She didn't think you'd understand. However, I think you will." Eriol walked into the circle, and realized with a start that he was the chieftain.
It finally dawned on Syaoko. Sakira was the daughter of a chieftain of a Canadian tribe of Indians. Her hair was braided in beads. Her dance entranced Syaoko, who couldn't keep his eyes off her. She spoke rapidly in their language, and smiled at the small white wolf. Syaoko now realized it was a small one, probably only a few years old. Eriol stood and said a few things. He pointed at Syaoko, and the indians laughed. Syaoko felt his face burning. They'd known he'd been there all along. Sakira looked like she couldn't decide if she was upset or pleased. The next thing her father said made her blush, and the men laugh. A few clapped him on the shoulder, but the teens glared at him.
Afterwards, walking her back to camp, he asked, "What did they say?" Sakira blushed again. "He called you my boyfriend, so the men should stop asking him to marry me to their sons. I was afraid Little Eagle would tackle you. He wants me the minute I turn twelve. He now knows he has competition. This could be bad for you, Syaoko. You shouldn't have come. But since you did, we had to keep you from being considered a spy. If I said I had come alone to train and find my guide, they would have left me alone. Now it sounds like it's a campout! It's not your fault, but I still wish you had stayed." Sakira stopped, and coldly yelled, "Go home, Little Eagle! Even though I have Canadians and Japanese, you will not ruin my spirit search!" Of course, she said this in her language, but she interpreted after she was sure he had left. "I need to find myself. In the cities, I couldn't do that. Dad had it arranged I'd do it in the wilderness of China, but it felt wrong to stay on the plane."
Syaoko ushered her up. Sakira called the wolves off. She then ordered the white one to make sure they stayed. The dog nodded, and growled, curling it's lip when Syaoko tried to follow her. By laying next to the ledge, he could hear her voice, even if he couldn't understand her English.
While in the lower cave mouth, Sakira sang.
"In the secret, in the quiet place. In the stilness, You are there. In the quiet hour I wait, only for You, 'cause I want to know You more. I want to know You, I want to hear Your voice, I want to know You more. I want to touch You, I want to see Your face, I want to know You more."
Chelsea hopped down the stairs while the white wolf was dragging Syaoko away from the ledge. She joined her new friend as she started singing again.
"Hungry I come to You, for I know, You satisfy. I am empty but I know Your love does not run dry. So I wait, for You. So I wait, for You. I'm falling on my knees, offering all of me. Jesus, You're all this heart is living for. Broken I run to You, for Your arms are open wide. I am weary, but I know Your touch restores my life. So I wait, for You. So I wait, for You. I'm falling on my knees, offering all of me. Jesus, You're all this heart is living for. I'm falling on my knees, offering all of me. Jesus, You're all this heart is living for. So I wait, for You. So I wait, for You. So I wait, for You. So I wait, for You. (echo) I wait for You...I'm falling on my knees, offering all of me. Jesus, You're all this heart is living for. I'm falling on my knees, offering all of me. Jesus, You're all this heart is living for. I'm falling on my knees, offering all of me. Jesus, You're all this heart is living for." Chelsea went up, assuming Sakira would follow. But Sakira had a solo she wanted to do. "All the chisels I've dulled carving idols of stone, that have crumbled like sand 'neath the waves. I have recklessly built all my dreams in the sand, just to watch them all wash away. Through another day, another trial, another chance to reconcile. To One who sees past all I see. And reaching out my weary hand, I pray that You'd understand, You're the only One, who's faithful to me. All the pennies I've wasted in my wishing well I've thrown, like stones to the sea. I have cast my lots, dropped my guard, searched aimlessly, for a faith to be faithful to me. Through another day, another trial, another chance, to reconcile. To One who sees past all I see. And reaching out my weary hand, I pray that You'd understand, You're the only One who's faithful to me. You're the only one, who's faithful to me."
Sakira came upstairs, and laid down on her mat, and slept.
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In the secret
Hungry
Faithful to me
Sakira slowly taught them that you had to spear right above or below the fish, as the water helped them avoid the spear. Sakira speared several. Syaoko quickly caught on, but Tomoko and Chelsea weren't as fast. Later, Sakira and Syaoko wondered if they weren't just pretending not to understand so they could hang out.
Sakira and Syaoko meanwhile worked together to make four frames for their mattresses.
Then Sakira did something she wouldn't have done in front of the other two. She killed the moose from the other day, that the wolves had left.
She touched Syaoko's sword. "I need that. My dagger's not right for this work." Syaoko touched his sword, touching her hand. His face grew hot. "But, that would desecrate my sword." Sakira snapped, "Desecrate your sword or die of hunger, Syaoko!" Syaoko handed her his sword. "Fine. You'd better know what you're doing!" Sakira kissed his cheek. "Of course I do, silly. Otherwise, I'd be using my little dagger. But that's better for stabbing and throwing." Syaoko watched her carefully cut the hide off the animal. "Haand me the hatchet. I don't think your sword can cut through bone. You can clean it now on the grass." As he did so, he noticed her dagger as laying on a patch of grass next to some red wet grass. He carefully cleaned it, and resheathed it. "Now, you're going back to camp and getting the other two. In the cave, there will be a device you'll find." Syaoko went back into the cave but only found a drawing of men carrying something on their backs. It took him a few minutes to figure it out. This was her way of making them agree to carry the meat. He went back with the other two. "Since we're smaller, two of us will carry a full load-" she stopped. A wolf pack was eyeing the meat. She stopped, and slowly approached the leader. Speaking softly in gentle sounds, she seemed to be talking to the leader. The dog nodded after that. Sakira silently bound half the meat onto the dogs and themselves. "But won't they steal it while we're gone?" Sakira didn't answer Chelsea. "Let's go."
They arrived at the cave, and the dogs waited patiently as the packs were taken off their backs. She stroked each one. A lone white one came with another skin on it's back. She stroked it, but he stayed. Sakira listened as it barked and growled. She smiled. "This young one is the promise. As long as we don't hurt them, they'll keep us safe. If they attack us, we are free to keep or find and kill this wolf. Likewise, if we hurt them, I am their promised lamb." Tomoko looked longingly at the wolf. "Let's slice it up, and have a warm blanket." Sakira shoved him onto the cold stone floor. "Unless he dies of old age, we are not killing him. Now I must do something none of you can. You will stay here." Sakira spoke to the wolf, who howled, bringing 5 more. "You will stay here. They will ensure it."
Syaoko idly watched the other two try to get past. The dogs gently nipped them if they tried to ignore the dogs' whining and nudging.
Syaoko silently went towards the back, where he discovered a small rope ladder. He descended, and was greeted by an indian. "You wish to see Blue Sky dance." Syaoko nodded. Sakira was her Japanese name, but she had an indian name. Syaoko followed the man and his black wolf.
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Syaoko watched the men dance, then the women. Then, in a white beaded dress, Sakira emerged. She spoke in what Syaoko assumed was the indian language. A hand was on his shoulder. Syaoko jumped. The indian had left him. Who was this. He looked, and knew instinctively it was Sakira's father. "Hello, Son of Little Wolf. Sakira didn't want anyone but her people see her dance. She didn't think you'd understand. However, I think you will." Eriol walked into the circle, and realized with a start that he was the chieftain.
It finally dawned on Syaoko. Sakira was the daughter of a chieftain of a Canadian tribe of Indians. Her hair was braided in beads. Her dance entranced Syaoko, who couldn't keep his eyes off her. She spoke rapidly in their language, and smiled at the small white wolf. Syaoko now realized it was a small one, probably only a few years old. Eriol stood and said a few things. He pointed at Syaoko, and the indians laughed. Syaoko felt his face burning. They'd known he'd been there all along. Sakira looked like she couldn't decide if she was upset or pleased. The next thing her father said made her blush, and the men laugh. A few clapped him on the shoulder, but the teens glared at him.
Afterwards, walking her back to camp, he asked, "What did they say?" Sakira blushed again. "He called you my boyfriend, so the men should stop asking him to marry me to their sons. I was afraid Little Eagle would tackle you. He wants me the minute I turn twelve. He now knows he has competition. This could be bad for you, Syaoko. You shouldn't have come. But since you did, we had to keep you from being considered a spy. If I said I had come alone to train and find my guide, they would have left me alone. Now it sounds like it's a campout! It's not your fault, but I still wish you had stayed." Sakira stopped, and coldly yelled, "Go home, Little Eagle! Even though I have Canadians and Japanese, you will not ruin my spirit search!" Of course, she said this in her language, but she interpreted after she was sure he had left. "I need to find myself. In the cities, I couldn't do that. Dad had it arranged I'd do it in the wilderness of China, but it felt wrong to stay on the plane."
Syaoko ushered her up. Sakira called the wolves off. She then ordered the white one to make sure they stayed. The dog nodded, and growled, curling it's lip when Syaoko tried to follow her. By laying next to the ledge, he could hear her voice, even if he couldn't understand her English.
While in the lower cave mouth, Sakira sang.
"In the secret, in the quiet place. In the stilness, You are there. In the quiet hour I wait, only for You, 'cause I want to know You more. I want to know You, I want to hear Your voice, I want to know You more. I want to touch You, I want to see Your face, I want to know You more."
Chelsea hopped down the stairs while the white wolf was dragging Syaoko away from the ledge. She joined her new friend as she started singing again.
"Hungry I come to You, for I know, You satisfy. I am empty but I know Your love does not run dry. So I wait, for You. So I wait, for You. I'm falling on my knees, offering all of me. Jesus, You're all this heart is living for. Broken I run to You, for Your arms are open wide. I am weary, but I know Your touch restores my life. So I wait, for You. So I wait, for You. I'm falling on my knees, offering all of me. Jesus, You're all this heart is living for. I'm falling on my knees, offering all of me. Jesus, You're all this heart is living for. So I wait, for You. So I wait, for You. So I wait, for You. So I wait, for You. (echo) I wait for You...I'm falling on my knees, offering all of me. Jesus, You're all this heart is living for. I'm falling on my knees, offering all of me. Jesus, You're all this heart is living for. I'm falling on my knees, offering all of me. Jesus, You're all this heart is living for." Chelsea went up, assuming Sakira would follow. But Sakira had a solo she wanted to do. "All the chisels I've dulled carving idols of stone, that have crumbled like sand 'neath the waves. I have recklessly built all my dreams in the sand, just to watch them all wash away. Through another day, another trial, another chance to reconcile. To One who sees past all I see. And reaching out my weary hand, I pray that You'd understand, You're the only One, who's faithful to me. All the pennies I've wasted in my wishing well I've thrown, like stones to the sea. I have cast my lots, dropped my guard, searched aimlessly, for a faith to be faithful to me. Through another day, another trial, another chance, to reconcile. To One who sees past all I see. And reaching out my weary hand, I pray that You'd understand, You're the only One who's faithful to me. You're the only one, who's faithful to me."
Sakira came upstairs, and laid down on her mat, and slept.
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In the secret
Hungry
Faithful to me