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I S pilyay T ymoo t J- March 29,1985 ) Page 7 Author relates reservation life—Part IV In th e p reviou s segm en t, Harold discovered the “myster ies” o f fellow classmates, the ¡breakers, the preppies and the “norm als.” He also discovered that his thoughts were not un known to his grandfather, that he had really known what Harold was thinking. by Frederick Bobb O n C h r is tm a s m o r n in g , H arold aw oke to the sound of his g ra n d fa th e r's voice. S till sleeping, Harold nodded his head to w hatever his g randfather had asked him . T hen, hi rolled over an d continued to sleep. H aro ld w asn’t sure o f the tim e until his grandfather woke him once again to tell him , “Y ou said you were going hunting w ith me. Now get up and get ready.” H aro ld ’s eyes shot open. H unting? F red B obb told H arold to dress w arm ly so th a t he w ould n o t get to o cold. So, as any fool w ould do, H arold p u t on a thin sh irt and a coat. T h at had been plenty to keep him w arm . In the house a t least. H arold p u t on tw o pairs of therm al socks which he th o u g h t w ould protect his feet u n d er the five-dollar tennis shoes. He told his g randfath er th a t he was ready. “ G o tell y our grandm oth er th a t w e’re leaving n o w /’ his g randfather replied. H arold was sure that his grand fath er was aw are of the conver sation which to o k place between Peter B urnest and himself. Peter B u rn e st w as a c lassm ate a t school. T hey had talked for a b o u t 20 m inutes ab o u t the “crazy old m an ,” an d H arold had insulted his gran d fath er so- m any tim es, th a t he co u ld n ’t co u n t them anym ore. He had m ade the rem ark o f “the person w ho th o u g h t o f the w ord ‘tra sh ’ had m ost likely seen m y g ran d fath er an d th o u g h t th a t was the only w ord to describe him .” H arold had once again insulted his ow n people. It had scared him know ing th a t his g ran d fath er seemed to know when H aro ld was disloyal to his own people. Now, he was being p u n ished by having to go hunting. O r was he? N o more than 15 minutes later, H arold R. Sim pson an d F red erick B obb were w alking up a hill th a t was alm ost straig h t up an d dow n. H aro ld ’s feet had already begun to m elt the snow th a t su rrounded them and th a t m ade his feet tu rn icy cold. H aro ld ’s g ran d fath er had told him to dress w arm ly, b u t he had n o t said it w ould be this cold. But as alw ays, H arold thought, it’s my fault. They walked uphill fo r some time, and then, after w hat seemed to be an eternity, they walked along the sloping hill to a field th a t stretched parallel to the first hill. They were a t last on level ground. Finally they sat on a cold, snowy stum p to rest. In no m ore th an two m inutes time they were once again w alking on the thick blanket o f snow. Fred seemed tireless. H aro ld tried to ignore the scream ing p ain in his feet; b u t couldn’t do it. “ M y feet are freezing u p ,” he Some W.S. Bowling Tuesday Nite Twisters T he w om ens T uesday N ite Tw isters league the top three team s are; 1st H alf Circle K w ith a y ^ J U a n d In ter T ribal S ports also w ith a 17-7 record, and in th ird place is 5 S ta r Inc. with 16-8. M argie T uckta posted a 214 to take high individual game while H elena Jones rolled a 203 and Betty Lengele a 202 fo r third. T he high t?am gam e w ent to the Confederated Tribes of W.S. with a to ta l of 8)61, C harlie’s second w ith 830 and A hern’s third w ith 829. , F o r the high individual series H elena Jo n es had 573, M argie T uckta 544 an d Betty Lengele 536. . ' . V i Hi team series A hern’s rolled a 2430, the C onfederated Tribes 2419 and third w ent to C harlie’s w ith 2380. F o r a special event fo r th at night M argie T uckta picked up the 6-7-10 split. Wednesday nite bowling L eading the pac is the M eet M arket w ith a 20.5>7.5 stan d ing, W .S. C hevron 20-8, W es’ F lo o r C overing 19.5-8.5, M ad ras A uto P arts 19-9, Z ane Ja c k son’s Logging Co. and V FW b o th have a 15-13 reco rd , Brightw ood 14-14, ín te r T ribal S ports 9.5-18.8, C onfederated;- Tribes an d K ah-N ee-Ta each have 9-19, and the P rin t Shop with 7-21. D ino Jo n es rolled a 265 for the high individual game Vie Y ahr for second and C urt D ix 247 fo r third. H igh game w ent to M adras A uto Supply 977, second went to W .S. C hevron 938 an d third Z ane Jack so n Logging Co. 936. H igh Individual series went to C u rt D ix 675, second Greg C arroll 646 and third Jim Y ahr 635. The high team series Zane Jack so n Logging Co: rolled a 2.758, second was In ter T ribal S ports 2,661, and third K ah- N ee-Ta w ith 2,657. Pairings for the night of M arch 27th was as follows: O n lanes 1-2, In ter T rib al S ports vs C on federated Tribes; 3-4 Brightwood vs W es’ F lo o r Covering; 5-6 Z ane Jack so n Logging Co. vs V FW P o st 4217; 9-10 M eet M ark etv s W .S. Chevron; 11-12 Insurance M art vs W.S. P rint Shop. told his grandfather. His grandfather let out a laugh th a t was sorr w hat a re lie f to H arold. H arold had neglected to say anything to his g ran d fath er fo r fear o f standing in the snow fo r 15 m inute listening to som e lo n g lectu re a b o u t re specting y o u r elders. But th at had not been the case. His g ran d fath er pulled the heavy-looking bag off his shoul der, an d searched in it fo r a while. H e finally pulled o u t a p air o f hiking b ooks and tw o pairs o f therm al socks. “N ext tim e, tell me when you first feel it,” his g randfather said, “I d o n ’t w ant you to get frostbite.” H arold p u t on the d ry socks and shoes, and, his feet sighed w ith relief, A half an h o u r later, his £eet were to o hot. T he su rro u n d in g s b ecam e m o re an d m o re fa m ilia r to H arold. He was sure now, th at they were w alking in circles. There was the stum p and the frozen lake and the little field thro u g h which they had entered the forest. He saw som ething he’d never seen before,: Like the houses w ithout a 7-11. A rabbit hopped across the trail they had m ade in the snow. Suddenly, he realized why they were up here. T o kill an anim al. H arold knew his gran d fath er w ouldn’t give up until he h ad accom plished his goal and it frightened H arold terribly. H arold glanced dow n and finally realized that his grand fath er had been carrying a gun all along. A real gun. They finally stopped walking and they sat by the frozen lake to eat som ething H arold had had before. N ot in New Y ork, b u t here. A nd now, it seemed to be the best thing in all the world. This thought was exactly the opposite of w hat H arold had th o u g h t w hen he had first tested the m eat. But now, he wished he could eat it until he couldn’t eat any longer. “W hat kind o f m eat is this?” he asked his grandfather. “I t’s dried fish. D o you like it?” “Y eah, w here do you b u y it?” - His g ran d fath er looked into H arold ’steyes. T here waSa look of disgust in them . “Y ou can ’t buy this anyw here b u t from another Indian,” his grandfather said. “A nything elseis ju si cheap im itation. Y our grandm other made it.” H arold stared a t the piece of dried fish in his h and, and w on dered how anything so delicious cpuld be m ade right a t home. W hat a w onderful place this is, he thought. Food is all around you. A nd so is the peacefulness of these lands. H arold d id n ’t feel right cal ling it “these lan d s,” so he de cided to have a private nam e fo r it. He called it C lear Snow Valley. Ju st as the th o ught of Clear Snow Valley entered his m ind, Fred cocked his head, as if he had heard som ething. Fred m o tioned to H arold to stay where he was and slowly crept into a nearby patch of trees. The m an disappeared into the thick trees, and there was silence. H arold could feel the sun Ibeating dow n on him , warm ing his entire b o d y despite the cold w eather. It com forted him as “Y up.” his mother had comforted him back “Geez.” in New Y ork. T hat was the fourth insult The silence continued. H arold had m ade ab o u t his H arold glanced at the sur grandfather. A nd he regretted round. Behind the lake, bathing saying every word. in the sun, M ount Jefferson H arold had very few friends loom ed like the god o f the forest. in school. N o one w anted to It to o k an appearance th a t was hang aro u n d With him because superior in every detail, a n d - - .he c o u ld n ’t b reak d an ce. But m ostly, it was because Of the A gunshot echoed into the way he talked about his grand once quiet, beautiful Clear Snow father with Peter; It had gotten Valley. T he sharp sound seemed to m ost o f the Indian students to echo in the wind fo r an eter th at H arold had a great disres nity. Then the voice of his grand pect for his grandfather—th a t fa th e r, m u tte rin g som ething he had no respect fo r his ow n H arold couldn’t hear, people. H arold dashed into the thick This would hurt him, dearly. trees, leaving his dried fish lying He now knew how he could on the cold, hard snow. “Oh help his people. He could help G od, please let him be all right! them by quit saying such mean Please! I hope and pray to You things about them. And he could th a t he h a s n ’t sh o t a n o th e r rem em ber th at he him self was Indian w ho had decided to take Indian and p art o f a culture that, h is s tu p id g ra n d s o n s fo r a would exist forever. w alk.” On Jan u ary 5, 1985, H arold But when he found his grand came into a conversation with a father, he saw th a t he h a d n ’t small girl who rode the same shot any other Indian, but an bus as H arold. f Y ou’re a sissy,” she began. enorm ous elk. Blood gushed from its now lifeless head. “Ju st a little g ir l/' “Oh, dear G od,” H arold said. “W hy?” H arold asked, won- The only thought th a t talked , during if it Was the answ er to his to him this tim e told him th at problems. there w ould be no Christm as “Cause you d o n ’t chew, party, for this p oor anim al. Cuss, breakdance or nothing,” “ H e s h o t a n e lk ? ” P e te r she said. Burnest asked H arold. “A nd ju st because I d o n ’t do “ R ight in the head,” H arold bad things, I ’m a sissy?” replied with disgust in his voice. “W hat else did you th in k y o u “Well, couldn’t he have just were? Som e real bad hotshot?” gone to to w n to get a to ast or she said, giggling. O ther stu som ething?” dents joined in her laughter. “ He had the m oney,” H arold H a ro ld w o u ld p u t g r e a t replied. thoughts into what she had said. “ But he Went out and killed But, as an orange will m old, an anim al anyway?” H arold soon found his only true friend to be his grandfather. Basketball fever begins at six and never dies In the W arm Springs and little the youngsters get the feel M adraseom m unities, basketball of the ball and becom e com for- ■e t- y c u ngs t ¿y a- .j a h l e w ith it. started in the Sport w ith proper BB The M adras Kiwanis is re sponsible fo r introducing young in s tr u c tio n and the opport»W ty people to basketball as a team to learn theg an m . F undam entals are acquired sp o rt thro u g h the Y outh Bas in several program s offered to ketball program . Any young area youth. Ball-handling tech ster that wishes to play is assigned niques are learned a t the W arm to a team . V olunteer coaches S p rin g s C o m m u n ity C en ter teach boys and girls the game. where F ran M oses has young Ju n io r high and high school sters passing the ball between students are involved as referees th eir legs, over their head and and coaches. j Com petition between schools from hand to hand. Little by begins at the ju n io r high level. M adras Jr. High seventh and eighth grade students can try out for a team . In term ural bas ketball is offered, also, afford ing all students an opportunity to play. C ulm ination of years o f bas ketball practice comes in high school when a student makes the W hite Buffaloes team . I t’s still hard, steady practice. Those students not on the team can still be seen enjoying basketball at the C om m unity C enter or with their buddies on the drive way. T he co m p e titio n s o f high ngsters learn ball-handling^ school does not m ean the end of basketball. F o r those unwilling to find a seat i p the stands and who^can’t get basketball out of their systems there are ways to satisfy the craving. In W arm Springs tournam ents are held fo r adults who w on’t give it up, who intensely love the game and who continue to play des pite graduation from high school. N o one ever has to give it,up, after all it ’s healthy and the kids are old enough to play, now. It can be said, in effect, particu larly in W arm Springs, basket ball players never die, they ju st dribble à way. ieir first step. Root Feast rodeo planned T he 1985 R o o t F east R odeo in W arm Springs is scheduled fo r A pril 13 and 14. D aily per form ances will begin a l l pJih _ " E v e n t s include: Saddle Bronc, no lim it, $30.00 entry fee, $100 purse; Bareback, no limit, $30.00 entry fee, $100.00 purse; C alf roping, no lim it, $30.00 entry fee, $100.00 purse; B arrel race, no limit, $30.00 entry fee, $ 100.00 purse; T eam R oping (two loops, enter twice), no lim it, $30.00 entry fee, $100.00 purse; Wild HorSe race, lim it eight, Entry fee, $75 per team , $100.00 purse; j r . Bafrel racing (12 and under), no lim it, $15.00 entry fee, no purse; C alf scram ble (12 and under), no limit, no entry Tee, prize given. Books open from A pril 8 to A pril 11 with office hours b et ween 5:30-8:00 p.m. only.7 M ailed entries must be in by 5:00 p.m . on A pril 11 w ith no exceptions. No personal checks are accepted. Only cash/ m oney o rd e rs/c a sh ie r’s checks m ade payable to: W arm Springs Rodeo A ssociation, will be accepted. S end fees to Ginger Johnson, R odeo Secretary, P.O . Box 541, W arm Springs^ O regon, 97761; R odeo office phone is (503) 553-1750. Community Center Calendar April 4 April 5-7 April 6 April LÍ April 12-13 April 23 April 27 Easter basket decorating fconte^t ends W om en’s an d M en ’s Springers Basketball tournam en t. C o n tact B obby Sm ith or M ina Estim o, 553-1023. E aster p ro g r a m a n d E aster egg hunt, 1:00 p.m. n | LiT Miss W arm Springs bingo, 6:30 B uckskin Boxing tou rn am en t L ittle League coaches meeting, 6:30 p.m ., Je rry ’s R estaurant S pring rum m age sale, 8:00 a.m . set-up time, open to the public from 10:00 a.m, to 4:00 p.m . , K ah-N ee-Ta M ini-M arathon—three, six and 13.1 mile rims, $7.00 entry fee. Spilyay Tymoo photo by Shewciyh B y high school basketball players have become com/ortable with Intm cholastic i a i *e(WZ competition begins in Junior High, the ball. ___ » ___ . ........ ............ ... ........ ................ ...-