Chapter 1
My name is Awenasa. It means “my home” in the language of the white man. Because it is not a “proper” name, they call me Sadie. The white men, they came into my homeland and killed many of my people including my family. They spared me though; they said that I would “be a great child-bearer”. They took two other girls from my tribe. We were all scared and alone but did whatever the white men told us to do. Every night though, I look to the stars, because that is where I know my family is now and that they are watching over me from up above with all of our ancestors.
It was very, very cold out; they would not let us cover us with warm clothing. It was V-s-gi-yi, the coldest stage of the moon. The sun was falling behind the hills, so they made us set up camp. I put up my tent, the White man’s version of a tee pee, and crawled into it under my covers. After the white men went to bed, I crept out of my tent as silent as a hawk. It was a clear night out; I could see all of the stars. I looked up and saw my father in the stars, it was amazing. He had his bow and arrow and he looked just like I remembered him . I named the stars that formed him, Tooantuh (spring frog), because that was his name. As I looked around, I saw mother too. Her favorite animal was a ram, and that must be what she became after her life on earth was done. I named her group of stars Adsila (Blossom) . To the left of her, I saw my sister Amadahy (Forest Water) . She loved snakes, so this was only fitting for her. I felt more comfortable with the white men now that I knew my family was with me always.
The white man called me back into my tent. He sounded upset. I went in and he had me listen to him talk for a long time. The sun started rising, and I wanted to see my family one last time, I ran outside to look, but they had moved, you couldn’t even see father anymore. He must have gone to sleep behind the hill. I was very upset that I couldn’t say goodbye to father or the rest of my family. The white man called me in, I said to him, “I am sorry, for I have been rude. What is your name?” He said to me, “My name is Mark; my brother’s name is Travis. We are packing up and getting ready to move to the next camp location. So get your stuff and let’s get ready to go.” I did as I was told and began packing my things.
