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About Spilyay tymoo. (Warm Springs, Or.) 1976-current | View Entire Issue (July 5, 1985)
I S pilyay J T ymoo { July 5,1985 Hundreds gather for annual celebration ' i B y - B ¡ *0«il W ' 1 > It * W W lF ^ T W * JfcWr^l % f e £ é 2 » fc * ■• O w X ii IB i t Spilyay Tymoo photo by Leno-Bake Grounds from the air jj Pi-Ume-Sha brought to Warm S prings hundreds o f visitors from a ll-o f the U nited States and Canada. Activities including a rodeo, powwow, parade arid stickgame tournam ent kept peo ple busy throughout the week end. Results of the powwow will appear in our next issue. 1 M ■T. ■ ■ * Spilyay Tymoo photo by Behrend On parade SB fS » -, I— S il fc v" .JT Selam team wins tourney a vBB Each year a stick game tour 3 vi git * » È n a m e n t is held at j h e P i-U m e- S ha grounds in conjunction with 1 1 ' sH I m B r with annual powwow. This yeari jT-7 team s frorn throughout the1 N orthw est entered the competf-i tion with the A1 Selam team of W apato, W ashington taking the top horiofs. Second p late honors went to i the Jo h n Selam te a m o f T op penish, W ashington. The T op penish tean. ,f Ed Edsall came in third and the Vince Joe team of Simnasho earned fourth place. 1 IB ■ ÏÜ SKf K l Spilyay Tymoo photo by Behrend Effects ofheatstroke/exhaustion noted Spilyay Tymoo photo by Behrend Dividing the bones : _ _ __ 1 H eatstroke results from ex- arid v vomiting, o m it in o t the hp m itln n k is outlook is by Frederick Bobb tended exposure to sunlight, or dangerous.. Thèse may be fol- H eatstroke is just around the extremes o f elevated tem pera lowed by extrem e shock which cprner for some, and for most ture, both combined with low results ip collapse of the circula of us, it brings back the memo- or high humidity and poor cir tory system. A high fever may ’ ries of a dry, hot sun and the culation of air. O lder persons be dangerous, possibly even fa- pounding headaches of summer. are partipularly susceptible. . tal. But how serious can heatstroke W hat can we do for people The symptoms o f heatstroke be? H o w might we be able to arp: 1. S$in is reddened;dry and suffering from heatstroke? avoid heatstroke and heat ex hot. 2. Victim may com plain òf The first thing-to remember, haustion. W hat might we be weakness, dizziness,'' unsteadi is th a t treatm ent m ust begin able to do for a person who is ness, nausea and pain over the ihimediately. If the body tem suffering from the summ er dis heart. 3. M ay ,be pains , and perature 105 or 106 degrees, the ease?.' prarops of muscles, 4. Victim Victim should be placed in pee I t’s not uncom m on to see may be both listless, and anx- water (or sponge cooling may joggers along Kah-Nee-Ta road, iriris. 5, Pulse ¿3 rapid, breathing prove saferh or surrounded by or baseball players playing a is increased. 6. Fever of 105 ice arid skin briskly massaged day-long gam e near the Com degrees is Common. 7. Perspira until tem perature is below 103 m unity C enter in o ur sport- tio n may cease. 8. Patient may dègrees. The Victim should then crazed com munity. D anger lies Ipse consciousness.';; '• rest in bed in a well-ventilated air-coriditipned room one in in; their path. !> Should air-cohditioned room tor for one Should there there be be convulsions convulsions ot or to o davs. tri tw two days.- H eat exhaustion is less severe than heatstroke, it is weakness and collapsing most often occur ring in hot, humid weather. H eat exhaustion can be encou raged or prolonged standing in crowded circumstances. ’ | The symptoms 8 | heat exhaus tio n are: 1. Dizziness, faintness. 2. Spots before eyes. 3. Victim may be bathed in perspiration. 4. May be abdom inal and mus cular cramps. 5. Skin is cool arid moisti 6. Pulsé is rapid and weak. The treatment for heat exhaus- tion is as follows: Have victim lie dbwn in a cool, well-ventilated \ Mommy Don’t Hug Me! concluded in this segment . J a little girl’s hair, who laughed about it after yanking a large lock of h air out of her scalp. Older, kids scared the children by throw ing M-80s near their feet and watching them bang the child into a fear panic. < Lily sat with her father, mother and sister, w atching her child ren play with small to m a n can dles. Angel would set the fire works’ down, W illiam would light' thè fuse and run. H appy people Were everywhere,, few drunks, most children running around the large field near the C om m unity Center like ants by Frederick Bobb trying desperately to fill a gap in thfeir nest. July 4,1981 Boom! The people surrounding the The annual family picnic Was Well Underway, tension built as field gasped iri fear, thfen laughed people swallowed the la st few as they' realized it was only the pieces of thfeirfood, then looked sky works about to begin. Every upw ard into the sky as if it were loose window, bottle and empty going to rain. D usk was upon pop can Shook along with the W arm Springs now, the count powerful boom , then died as the dow n had$begun. Spiai),.child sound was led by the wind to ren threw sparklers into the echo in to th e ca n y o n s su r air-—one of which was caught in rounding W arm Springs. The follow ing is the final segment o f Frederick B obb’s “M om m y, D o n ’t Hug Me.!” short story. In the preceding segm ents we saw that Angel had made friends with a young man, who eventually sexu ally m olested her. Angel did not let on to anyone, includ ing her fam ily, that anything had happened to her. She carries the burden o f guilt for many years—a scar that will not heal easily. , A . Dusk, crept over the land to the west, nightfall held onto its fail. D arkness was left behind, crying. A large, flower-like pattern filled with various colors'shot over the night sky, filling the air with ooohs and aahs. The colors the rainbow followed, shooting off into every direction the good Lord had provided mankind with. Excitement built with every loud boom, people anxiously awaiting the mysterious colors to follow. Angel1 sat near her m other’s sfdei awing the marvelous sight a person would never grow too old to appreciate, heeling as snuggled as a teddy bear in Teddy Bear Candy Land, the warm night pulsing around her. she gently hugged her m other’s arm. Lily sat Up suddenly, surprised by the sudden flow of affection given to her by her daughter 1 who seemed so afraid to receive affection. After the small inci dent th at had happened at Kah- w L Ta Angel Anael would orv Nee-Ta, cry out in fear whenever a person would trÿ to give her a lpving hug. T h at’s all over now, Lily .told, hefself. Those days will be mere memories in our lives. It was just soihe awkward phase she’d gone through. No more worrying. 4 tear, traveled a weary path down Lily’s cheek as she curled her arms around her little daugh- ter’s body. W onderful colors fifidd the air, loud bangs show& ing¡their true emotions.-., A ngel’s face was content as she turned to her rear to sefe many faces fa r in g upward into the sky. Colors shined off their ch e ek s, th e ir h a i r — m o stly , b la c k — tra ile d in the wind. Among the many faces< Mr. Sandm an stared into the seem ingly endless air. His gaze titled downward, and he peered intp A ngel’s eyes. Thé air turned red with another m iniature explo sion from the. sky, lighting his face with an eerie red shade of twilikht color. A nother boom sounded in the air, follpwed by me smaii iuwii ui w am i springs. a sequence ot many more. '^ ’I Boom, boom, boom, boom! In M adras, it was common sight! to see few black haired heads Mr. S an d m an ’s face threw ,a , Smile in Angel’s direction, a iand many blond haired heads. smile that grew with every boom. Indians that Were wanting to “No, Mom,my!” Angel cried,, continue their education past pulling herself away from her grade school—or children who m other’s hug. She ran from the had tri continue frirther had to. tiny picnic table, and pushed gò.to the M adras Ju n io r High her way through a smaller crowd S c h o o l , t h e n o n t o t h e of people. She made it to the M adras Senior High School. Plym outh, and sat inside w ith' But this was the second grade,! so children were safe for at least every door firmly locked. The colors outside ran through another two years. Faces clearly showed emo windows. Only they were able to get in. They painted Angel’s tions, som e were faces th a t wanfed to go home, some were tiny tears in various colors. You spoke too soon, Lily told faces that wanted to learn at a faster pace, some were faces herself. that' wanted to learn at a slower pace, and some were faces that September, 1981 continuously stared out the win ¿.’.’“Nine plus eighteen is seven dow at the playground. teen, carry the rine. . .” Mrs. The bell rang, it was time to. Collins said rilpud to the class. go home. Children rushed for Students were neatly sitting in the door, and ran out—some- their desks, every one of them in . tirnes forgetting their coats. Yells; pew clothing. The new school- with enthusiasm filled the air^ year had shot off to an enor Mrs. Collins smiled a deep, sweet , mously large start, unusual for the ever growing population of Continued on page 8 <
