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My family’s tradition is that every year all
of my family members would go to Long Island for a three day POW-WOW. A
POW-WOW is an Indian tradition. The family would sit in a circle and the
elders would tell everybody a few stories. Then they would smoke the
stuff that they smoked. They would dance and make funny noises. Then we
would eat a big meal and get to know each other better.
I loved to go to the POW-WOW because there
was always something new that was going on. Sometimes my family would
fight and one of the elders would take whoever was fighting to one of
the tents and when they would come out of the tent they would have a
whole new look and be happy. I always would ask, “What did he do or say
to make them happy like that?” But nobody would tell me.
One day one of my cousins and I were acting
like we were fighting so one of the elders would take us into the tent
so I could find out what he did to the others to make them happy. Before
we could get into the tent my mother came over to me and slapped me, so
I never found out what the elders did to make the people happy.
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