Demographics of Native American
More than 500 years ago, Native Americans were the only people living in the continental United
Native American Fae Myths
The Lakota Canotila: In Lakota mythology, Canotila ("they live in a tree") are a race of forest-dwelling creatures, similar to fairies.
Rain-in-the-Face ~ Lakota
Rain-in-the-Face (Lakota: Ité Omáǧažu (in Standard Lakota Orthography) (c. 1835 – September 15, 1905) was a warchief of the Lakota tribe of Native Americans.
A bashful courtship – Lakota
A young man lived with his grandmother. He was a good hunter and wished to marry. He knew a girl who was a good moccasin maker, but she belonged to a great family. He wondered how he could win
Maria Yellow Horse Brave Heart ~ Lakota
Maria Yellow Horse Brave Heart is a Native American social worker, associate professor and mental health
Buffalo Calf Road Woman ~ Cheyenne
Buffalo Calf Road Woman, or Brave Woman (c. 1850s? – 1879), was a Northern Cheyenne woman who saved her wounded warrior brother Chief Comes in
Map of the Great Sioux Reservation
The Great Sioux Reservation was the original area encompassing what are today the various Indian reservations in South Dakota and
A little brave and the medicine women – Lakota Legend
A village of Indians moved out of winter camp and pitched their tents in a circle on high land overlooking a lake. A little way down the declivity was a grave. Choke cherries had grown up, hiding the
Origin Of The Peace Pipe – Lakota Lore
Long, long ago, two young and handsome Lakota were chosen by their band to find out where the buffalo were. While the men were riding in the buffalo country, they saw someone in the distance walking
Iya, The camp-eater
From the tall grass came the voice of a crying babe. The huntsmen who were passing nigh heard and halted.
The tallest one among them hastened toward the high grass with long, cautious strides. He
Iktomi and the Turtle
The huntsman Patkasha (turtle) stood bent over a newly slain deer.
The red-tipped arrow he drew from the wounded deer was unlike the arrows in his own quiver. Another's stray shot had killed the
Iktomi and the Fawn
IN one of his wanderings through the wooded lands, Iktomi saw a rare bird sitting high in a tree-top. Its long fan-like tail feathers had caught all the beautiful colors of the rainbow. Handsome in
Iktomi and the Coyote
Afar off upon a large level land, a summer sun was shining bright. Here and there over the rolling green were tall bunches of coarse gray weeds. Iktomi in his fringed buckskins walked alone across