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Reading Notes Week 11: Myths & Legends of the Great Plains, Part A "The Ghost's Resentment" and "Three Ghost Stories"


  • "The Ghost's Resentment"
    • A Dakota tale
    • tells the story of a man who warns his father and his father's two friends not to disturb the burial scaffold of a young Dakota man
      • the father does not listen and says that he and his friends will go to the scaffold and cut off pieces of the burial tent to make robes
        • because they have no robes
      • the man asks his wife to fetch him a piece of white clay so that he may cover his skin with it - making himself look like a ghost
        • the woman refuses and tells her husband to let the old men make their robes
        • the man is persistent and she eventually gets the white clay
      • the man whitened his whole body with the clay and went to the burial scaffold
        • took a different route than the old men and traveled faster
        • when he reached the burial scaffold the man climbed in the burial tent to wait for the old men
      • when the old men reached the burial scaffold they decided to smoke a pipe with the deceased before cutting pieces of the tent to use as robes
      • the man leaped from the tent and scared the old men
      • the old men ran
        • the man chased them
        • the father's two friends fell
        • the man ignored them and continued after this father
      • when the father fell the old man sat astride him and ordered him to load his pipe
        • the man smoked the pipe - still sitting astride his father
        • the father keeps repeating "oh my grandchild" hoping the ghost (his disguised son) would take pity on him
        • the man ordered the old men to leave and not visit the burial site again
      • the man again outpaced the old men and returned home before they did
        • he washed all of the chalk off
        • when the old men returned frightened the man made fun of them and told them that they should've have listened to his warning 
        • the man continually tried to get the old men to go back to the burial site and retrieve him a piece of the tent - they always refused
  • "Three Ghost Stories"
    • "The Forked Roads" - Omaha Story
      • tells the story of what happens after death
      • a spirit wanders on a path for 4 days
        • the funeral fires should stay lit for 4 days so the spirit doesn't wander in the dark
      • the trail eventually forks 
        • an old man in a buffalo robe with he hair on the outside sits at the fork and directs the spirits which road to take
        • one path is short and leads to the land of the good ghosts
        • the other is long and the ghost wail along the way
        • the spirits of suicides are doomed to hover over their grave forever
        • the spirit of a murderer is always surrounded by wailing ghosts and will never have peace
          • is always hungry even when it eats
(Little Snake an Omaha Interpreter from Omaha People Wikipedia)
    • "Tattooed Ghosts" - Dakota story
      • if a ghost wishes to travel the ghost road safely then they must tattoo themselves while still living, either on the forehead or the wrist
      • an old woman on the road checks the ghosts tattoos - if the tattoos are present the ghost goes on to the many lodges
        • if the tattoos are absent the old woman pushes the ghost from a cloud and it falls back to the land of the living - then it wanders the world 
        • these banished ghosts sometimes visit the sick - are chased away by cedar smoke
          • cedar is considered sacred
        • if one of these ghosts calls to a loved one and the loved one answers they will soon die
(Eagle Dog a Yankton Dakota from firstpeople.us)
    • "A Ghost Story" - Ponca story
      • tells the story of many people traveling the warpath
      • one night they settled and made camp - building a fire
      • as they sat around the fire eating, they heard singing
      • they pushed ashes over the fire and grabbed their bows
      • they surrounded the person singing at the base of a tree
        • he did not move just kept singing
        • when they reached the tree nothing was there but a pile of bones
        • in the Librivox recording, the narrator notes that the Dakota often hung their dead from trees
(Standing Bear with wife and son, Ponca from Ponca Tribe Wikipedia)
  • Bibliography: Myths and Legends of the Great Plains by Katharine Berry Judson
  • Storytelling notes: I really like these Native American ghost stories. I chose the Great Plains unit because of the connection to Oklahoma. I want to combine these ghost stories into a new story. I like the different ideas of the afterlife from different tribes. I think it will make for a great new story.

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