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I have a great deal of interest in history. I don't think that everyday
Americans can
even begin to understand our contemporary issues without putting them
historical context.
A lot of people have this notion that Indians live in teepee, and there were
feathers, and all of them were buffalo robes.
Everything that seemed to portray Indians, that's not true of our people.
There's no such thing as dancing with wolves in the southeast.
Dancing with Dobermans or whatever else.
Now, the metaphor dancing with alligators doesn't work in the
Dancing with wolves is only a recreation of last of the Mohicans. The same
savage and noble savage are present there.
You know, to a large extent, the concept of the savage is used to justify the
taking of the land.
From the Plains Indian Wars, you get spectacles of Indians, and that was
what became part of American consciousness about Indians.
The experiences of the five tribes in the Southeast were not part of that
history at all.
A lot of history about tribes has been written by soldiers or by ministers or
people external to the communities, and so you don't get the other side.
We must begin to develop our own material or even our own
movies, our own videos, whatever is necessary to educate our people.
We are the Choctaw, the Muskogee Creek,
the Seminole, the Chickasaw,
and the Cherokee.
We are the children of the mound builders and heirs to a civilization
followed a drifting river trade route from the Gulf of Mexico all the way to
Canada.
The town of Tahlequah in northeastern Oklahoma.
has only a recent place in our history.
Born from the Cherokee Trail of Tears, but it is a symbol of our survival.
Today it is the capital of the Cherokee Nation of Oklahoma, a fitting place for
representatives of our tribes to come together to discuss our histories and
future.
I'd like to talk about contemporary issues because I don't want to have
think we're frozen in time 200 years ago.
And I don't like that image. People can deal with us if we're in museums, but
they can't deal with us today.
Wilma Mankiller is the principal chief of the Cherokee Nation.
It's always been my opinion that the true history of American Indians has
been told.
One reason I believe is the dynamic, it changes.
Our people have always been adaptive to change, and through this process it's
very difficult to capture.
The true history of our people.
Ken York lives on Choctaw tribal land in Philadelphia, Mississippi.
He teaches the Choctaw language at Mississippi State University.
I think histories, if they are to be representative, have to develop. It's a
record of people who didn't go away, that were still there and living
to values and traditions that have always been there forever.
Alan Cook.
is a Muscogee Creek historian from Holdenville, Oklahoma.
I think that if you wed a living historical account to a living culture,
then you're producing a narrative that makes sense to Indian people.
Gary Whitedear is a Choctaw artist and historian from Ada, Oklahoma.
In a sense, we're all consumers of history.
And we go to the history store and we buy a dozen eggs of history.
But when we get home and we open that carton, we find that there are only ten
eggs in there. And what happened to the story of the Cherokees, of other Indian
people? What happened to the stories of women? Where are those voices?
Sarah Parker is Cherokee Narragansett.
She is a professor of American Studies at the University of California at Santa
Cruz.
One of the things that we come up against so frequently is the idea that
Indian tribes, including peoples in the Southeast...
were nomadic, that they moved from place to place.
If you look at the history of southern Appalachia and Cherokee residency there,
there's records of people inhabiting that region back at least 10 ,000 years.
Imagine the deep cool of a primal forest.
We were there.
Imagine the wild rapids of a spring flood.
We were there.
Imagine a flock of a million passenger pigeons so large that it blackened the
sky. We were there.
Know this about the land.
It was not India, and it was definitely not empty.
We welcome the great floods of the Mississippi River to restore and deepen
agricultural lands each summer.
And with the wealth that nature provided, we built large cities, like
near modern -day St. Louis, a planned city of 10 ,000 built around 100
ceremonial and burial mounds.
All the Southeastern tribes, our old customs were to bury our people
in mounds, great mounds, and to also...
bury things with them.
We all go back to where we started. And our tradition tells us that we spend our
life starting on Mother Earth. We're born on Mother Earth. We pass on and
our bones are reinterred in Mother Earth.
And so this cycle of life is really like the cycle of the human spirit.
The mounds and relationship to the study of astronomy was such that the entrance
of the buildings would always face the east.
We call that Hashi Akucha, which is where the sun rises. And the rays, of
course, bring warmth.
The warmth of the rays hits Mother Earth, and plants, animals, and even
beings begin to grow. There are people in the South today, many of them wealthy
folks, doctors and lawyers and even politicians, who are in the dirty
of digging up our Indian people.
And the reason they're digging up our Indian people is because of the things
they were buried with, pots and projectile points, spear points, and so
There seems to be a growing black market for these items, so they are dug up and
they're being sold.
We believe that the Earth is our mother. And in order to recognize that, certain
people built mounds.
And they do this to recognize the mother.
During pregnancy, you see the mother change.
So in recognizing what we call Tik 'in Hashi, the Women's Month,
there were times when they built mounds, and they were small mounds.
It was more of a recognition of the female rather than burial or ceremonial.
For hundreds of years, scientists refused to believe that these great
could have been built by Indians.
They attributed the mounds to Viking explorers, to the lost tribes of Israel,
even to the notion that our country had once been populated by a race of
supermen. white men who built the mounds before they founded the great
civilizations of Mexico.
Scientists finally decided that the mounds had been engineered by Native
Americans, but that the Mississippian culture had collapsed and disappeared in
the 1500s.
But we have always known that these were our relations.
Our oral histories tie us to the mound builders and beyond.
The migration to where we are now.
perhaps to thousands of years, I'm not sure.
But it took a long time for our people to get here.
Every time they would make a stop, they would put the sacred pole in the ground.
But the next day, as an example, this pole would lean towards the direction
people are supposed to go. The pole would give them direction, and the
would march again.
And people brought everything with them, including the bones of their ancestors.
And the feeling, the understanding that I get from that is that they would never
return to their place of origin as far as the migration is concerned.
When they reached what we now know as the River, they planted a pole in the
ground.
It's our understanding that a thorn came, a biblical proportion.
And yet, the next day, this pole stood straight up.
And since that time, we've always been where we are today, our ancestral home
land in Mississippi.
Our people, when they built the mound, they put the sacred pole down and the
spirit gave them the song. And as long as they sing the song, the sacred pole
would always stand straight towards the heaven.
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We tattooed our bodies and etched our art into copper and seashell ornaments.
We celebrated the relationship of our clans to native animals in beautifully
carved domes.
We played a spectacular game of stickball on huge fields near our
grounds, the first American baseball.
On the eve of European exploration, we lived in stable villages, in cane and
plaster or log homes.
We had peace communities.
We held a wide expanse of land in common with many tribes for hunting and
fishing.
And this the Europeans never understood.
From the beginning, they could not see what was here and did not understand
our sense of place did not end at our porch steps.
They brought their God and their belief in property and their dog of war.
Bartolome de las Casas kept a diary when Hernando de Soto's expedition passed
through the southeast in 1539.
The Christians, with their horses, swords, and spikes, began to carry out
massacres and strange cruelties against the Indians.
They attacked towns and spared neither children, the aged, nor pregnant women.
The people were fed to dogs, skewered, and burned alive.
All this is my own eye's witness.
The cries of so much spilled blood reach all the way to heaven.
The people who are descendants of the group that lived around Oritna Mobile
that they were treated very harshly by the Spaniards, almost immediately.
They were very demanding.
They wanted not only food and shelter and clothing, but also the women.
And, of course, did not go very well with the leadership at the time.
And you have to understand, one of the leaders in one of the villages was also
woman leader.
One of the chiefs that was mentioned in the chronicles and was highly respected
was Tuscaloosa, a black warrior.
He somehow knew that De Soto was here not in cause of friendship and peace.
He would send runners.
to other villages that they were going to visit.
And they prepared an attack, a surprise attack, on Hernando de Soto's
expedition.
The Choctaws did some damage. They injured a lot of Spaniards. Of course,
were a lot of Choctaws that died.
Afterwards, the Chickasaws took care of Hernando de Soto.
War stories often hide the more ruthless but less documented threats to our
survival.
The seduction of trade and the intermarriage of Indian women and white
turned our world upside down long before settlers stole our land.
The women, especially after about 1760, were
squawks. They were denied.
the position and the power and the autonomy that they held within their own
nations by these incoming whites who simply did not understand
a balance between male and female.
There were many women who struggled to retain their traditional power, even
after they moved into the white world.
But their lives have become a mix of myth and tragedy.
For generations, American schoolchildren have read the romanticized tale of
Pocahontas, daughter of a powerful chief of the Powhatan Confederacy, who
supposedly threw herself in front of the execution of English colonist John
Smith and pleaded with her father to spare his life.
John Smith wrote and rewrote his story many times, but no native account was
ever reported.
Almost no attention is paid to the role of Pocahontas as a diplomat.
who married the Virginia tobacco planter John Rolfe.
They traveled to England with a message of peace and cooperation on behalf of
her father.
She dressed like an English aristocrat and was embraced by the royal courts of
Europe, but she was not seduced by the wealth or glamour. She had every
intention of returning to the rolling hills of the Potomac with her husband
infant son.
But Pocahontas died of smallpox on the day she set sail for home.
She was only 22.
No one life is crisscrossed with the conflicting experiences of being an
woman in the colonial era like that of the Cherokee legend, Nanyayha, who we
know as Nancy Ward.
In the Cherokees' battle against the Creeks at Talawa in 1755, her husband
slain during that battle, and Ward picked up his gun and fought in his
apparently spurred the Cherokees on to victory.
Years later, she married a white settler, and when the Revolutionary War
out, she played an important role as peacekeeper between the colonists, the
British, and the Cherokee.
During a bitter cold winter, 1780 -1781, Ward fed and
clothed General Washington's troops who had gotten lost over yonder in the
forest. She had provided an awful lot of corn and other food to the settlers
over the years and was repaid for her kindnesses by having her
home and her town burned to the ground.
Like many Cherokee of her generation, Nancy Ward was trapped between two
cultures and often chose European ways.
She built a large corn and cotton plantation and was among the first of
successful Cherokee planters to own African slaves.
Ever since our contact with DeSoto, I think there's been a battle, a struggle
within the Cherokee Nation, the Cherokee people, over whether we should totally
assimilate. and whether that was the best route for our people, or whether we
should partially assimilate, or whether we should retain our culture and sense
of who we are.
Throughout the 17th and 18th centuries, a handful of families in each tribe
intermarried and traded comfortably with Europeans.
They abandoned tradition and were more comfortable speaking English than their
native languages.
They owned plantations and slaves and sent their children to school in Paris,
London, or Charleston.
In the upside -down history of the time, they emerged as leaders of our tribes
because they could speak English and were comfortable in the halls of
But in 1812, with tribal lands overrun by settlers, A movement for the defense
of land and culture caught fire among the thousands of Muskogee Creek who had
continued to live traditional lives.
Led by Red Eagle and Manawi, the movement came to be known as the Red
because of the crimson paint on their war clubs.
The Red Sticks banned the use of guns for hunting because the commercial
in Deer Heights had destroyed the native hunting grounds.
They also opposed slavery and sheltered runaway slaves from plantations
throughout the South.
They waged war on frontier settlements.
In the spring of 1814, General Andrew Jackson led an army against them at
Horseshoe Bend on the Tallapoosa River in Alabama.
Using clubs and bows and arrows against Jackson's well -armed troops, they were
wiped out.
To count the dead Creeks, Jackson soldiers cut off their noses, collecting
pile of 557.
The Red Stick movement had been crushed.
The Muscogee Creek Nation was forced to open the last of its ancestral lands to
white settlement.
Over and over during the decades after the Revolution, our people moved west,
away from their oldest towns in search of peace.
Even though the leaders of the new United States repeatedly assured us that
homes were safe and that we had a sovereign claim to the land of our
Both Congress and the Supreme Court described the tribes of the Southeast as
distinct, independent political communities.
It may be regarded as certain that not a foot of land will ever be taken from
the Indians without their consent.
The sacredness of their rights is felt by all thinking persons in America.
Thomas Jefferson.
The Indians, wrote Secretary of War Henry Knox, being the prior occupants,
possess the right of soil.
It cannot be taken from them unless by their free consent or by right of
conquest in case of a just war.
But along the western edges of American settlement, a very different reality was
in the making.
As the Revolutionary War progressed, the Continental Army had no money. They
were absolutely flat broke.
They had no way to pay their soldiers.
So they promised recruits in the Continental Army portions of land.
Neither the new settlers nor the newly formed states cared for the lofty words
of the founding fathers.
They became a battering ram in our forests and inflamed the divisions
our people.
Into this world of turmoil, a great leader emerged, a fiery red star,
a Shawnee warrior born in the Ohio Valley, but comfortable in the
the Great Lakes.
Cherokee councils in Tennessee, or the Muskogee camps of the Red Sticks.
Tecumseh and his brother, known as the Prophet, traveled throughout our nations
at the beginning of the 19th century, arguing that the great forests and river
valleys were the common estate of all Native Americans, not any single tribe.
The way, the only way to stop this evil is for all red men to unite.
in claiming a common and equal right in the land, as it was at first and should
be now.
For it was never divided, but belongs to all.
No tribe has the right to sell, even to each other, much less to strangers, who
demand all and will take no less.
Sell a country.
Why not sell the air, the clouds, the great sea, as well as the earth?
Tecumseh.
The last hope of a unified Indian nation collapsed when Tecumseh died in battle,
fighting the United States in the War of 1812.
Each of our tribes was left to face an expanding America alone.
One of my very favorite stories in Cherokee history is the time in 1811,
1812, around that time.
when a prophet supposedly came to the Cherokees and told the Cherokees that if
they didn't give up white ways and go back to the old Cherokee ways, that
they would die.
And of course, no one died.
And so that the people began to think that the prophet...
uh was you know not truthful he lost lost favor with the tribe what they
realize and i think what we realized from this distance is he was talking
death of the spirit rather than physical death
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This house was probably a very, very bad place to be on the morning of May
24th of 1838.
On that day, there was a knock at the front door, and as... The people who
in this home opened the door. They saw U .S. soldiers standing outside the front
door with guns pointed at them, saying, out, you, walk to a stockade, which had
been built just over the hill here.
And so with no time to take any of their possessions, any of their blankets, any
food, any of their personal mementos with them, they were marched out with
whatever they happened to have on at that moment and walked several miles to
stockade. Something you would put pigs in, cows in.
Jess Bushyhead's great -great -great -grandfather was one of those routed
day. The U .S.
Army commander gave specific orders that if the troops were to arrive at a home
like this and the children were home but the parents were out in the fields, to
take the children, kidnap the children, and that way they would force the
parents to come in.
The idea of forcing us from our homeland and removing us west of the Mississippi
River was not a new idea.
It had been simmering since before the Revolution.
But it was our land.
And we were, they told us, the civilized tribe.
The principal chief of the Cherokee Nation in the early 1830s and later was
man named John Roth.
He was 1 -8 Cherokee. He had blue eyes.
He was obviously very fluent in English. He owned a large plantation just south
of Chattanooga. John Roth very firmly believed in the American judicial
He looked at the founding documents and believed that the U .S. actually would,
you know...
pay attention to ideas about justice.
But Georgia also strongly opposed having the Cherokee Nation a sovereign
nation within the boundaries of what became the state of Georgia, which is
interesting because these states grew up around the Cherokee Nation and the
other southeastern tribes, and then they bitterly resented having a separate
sovereign entity within the state.
The southern states hated the fact that Indian nations had become a refuge for
runaway slaves, but at the root of their hostility was a lust for land.
The place where we're standing is the hilltop overlooking Rattlesnake Springs.
This is where, in the summer of 1838, the United States Army and the Georgia
troops involved in the Roundup collected...
what at one point amounted to almost 13 ,000 Cherokee. They were living out here
without any shelter, without any regular supplies of food.
There were horses, cows, dogs, chickens. It was just a big mess.
It was a concentration camp.
In and out of court for five years, John Roth and our lawyers were convinced
that our sovereignty would be upheld and a way would be found to stall the
removal policy.
Part of our tribal people, I think, sort of felt very strongly that we should
stay in the southeast and fight to the death for the right to remain in the
southeast. And part of our people felt that we should participate in removal
accept a removal policy and move on to Indian Territory.
The Cherokee leadership in Washington was sending letters and messages back,
don't worry, we're going to be able to stop this, we have friends in Congress,
we have friends in the U .S. Senate, we're going to be able to overturn this,
we'll be able to stop it and prevent the soldiers from doing it.
And then as dawn broke on May 24th of 1838, they found out the reality was
very, very different.
The Supreme Court finally ruled that we could not be forced from our lands.
But President Andrew Jackson simply turned his back on the court.
He had built his reputation as an Indian fighter and an advocate of forced
removal. He did not hesitate.
This is Blythe's Ferry in 1838. This is the way the Cherokees got across
the Tennessee River.
My great -great -great -grandfather was one of the conductors. There were 13
conductors, each one responsible for keeping alive 1 ,000 Cherokees.
In 1838, it was a wooden boat, steam -powered most probably. It was a little
smaller then, and they were able to cross in small groups, family by family,
person by person, wagon by wagon, horse by horse, sometimes almost sinking the
ferry with the weight of the oxes and the horses.
Their spirits were also sinking, too, because as they're crossing the river,
they're realizing that that is the Cherokee Nation, and they're leaving it
the last time.
They'll never see the homeland that they were born in again. They'll never see
the land where their fathers were buried.
And all they have to look forward ahead of them is an 800 -mile trek over
land to the Indian Territory.
this trip became known as the Trail of Tears. And so this ferry is the actual
beginning of the Trail of Tears.
By the time the last contingent of Cherokees arrived in Indian Territory in
1839, April of 1839, only one -fourth of our entire tribe had died, either while
being held on the stockades or during the removal itself.
And the net effect is that we ended up in Indian Territory, what is now
Oklahoma, with many people dead, with the tribes bitterly divided politically
over the issue of removal.
of all of our economic system, our social system, our cultural system,
everything we'd ever known had been left behind.
And so our people were devastated.
What has always amazed me, however, is how our people dealt with that, rather
than sitting around and wringing our hands over our situation.
By the mid -1840s, we began to rebuild again and rebuild our families, rebuild
our community, and rebuild a tribe and rebuild a nation here in Indian
Territory.
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We built the first towns in Oklahoma.
We revived our schools and newspapers.
We built new farms and began to thrive.
These were not our ancestral lands, but Andrew Jackson had promised.
that finally this land would be forever secured and guaranteed to us.
No political communities can be formed in that extensive region except those
which are established by the Indians themselves.
A barrier has thus been raised for their protection against the encroachment of
our citizens.
Andrew Jackson.
People are shocked that in the 1840s that most of these tribes were running
own school systems, not only for men, but school systems for the education of
women.
And we were printing our own newspapers in Cherokee and in English.
And in the 1840s, there were still people in this country debating the
whether we had souls or whether we were human.
We should have known that there was no security on the prairie.
Eventually, the settlers caught up with us.
In 1887, just 50 years after the Trail of Tears, the most well -meaning
humanitarians and the most crass land speculators created an unholy alliance
steal our new nations and destroy, once and for all, our tribal identities.
It came to be known as the Allotment Act.
The idea was painfully simple.
Subdivide our tribal lands into small parcels of 40 to 160 acres and assign
parcel to each family.
Put the rest of the lands, tens of millions of acres which we held in
the market and open them up for white settlement.
The Oklahoma land rush was on.
In one brief, blinding flash, tribes throughout the United States lost their
land.
The Indian must be imbued with the exalting egotism of American
that he will say I instead of we, and this is mine instead of this is ours.
J .D .C. Atkins, Commissioner of Indian Affairs.
What happened to us at the turn of the century and the loss of land?
when our land was divided out and individual allotments had a profound,
irreversible effect on our people, more profound than the closing of schools or
courthouses or anything. When we stopped viewing land ownership in common and
viewing ourselves in relation to owning the land in common, it profoundly
altered our sense of community.
and our social structure, and so that had a tremendous impact on our people,
we can never go back.
The central component of the traditional order, the ceremonial ground, was not
protected from the allotment process, so that today you have probably at least
30 ceremonial grounds that are out there on private land generally.
Alone and spread out on the land, without citizenship or the protection of
treaties, we had almost no chance of survival.
In fact, the whole idea was to strip away our tribal identities and remold us
into small family farmers.
I remember my grandfather saying one time that the Indians wanted to maintain
the tribal domain, but to his perception, it was all lost anyway. It
have done any good. They were corrupted by a mentality.
that the white people finally, or the federal policies and the white social
pressures and so on, finally created in them that they took away this regard
that the Skokie people had for the group, and they were on the road to
individualists.
It must have been the case, even in our classic late Mississippian periods,
when we were all running around with copper air spools, supposedly, that
was... Probably only about 10%, a core group anyway, that you would call or
to call culture bearers, folks that really had the spirit of that
mindset that I'm talking about.
And the other 90%, I happen to believe, in varying ways, waiting for fast food
industry to hit America.
Today, when our elders die, we lose precious links to our past which can
be regained.
But we have a strong will to survive, and there are flickers of revival.
The landscape has been transformed, but it still lives in the memory of the
people, and it still inhabits our minds and I think our hearts, too. And
it's so important to understand how place resonates
in Native American cultures.
This is my grandfather's allotted land, and there's a lot of history here. I can
go sit on the porch and look across the road there and see flowers that bloomed
in my grandfather's yard.
And so history is not something distant from me. It's a part of who I am and a
part of my everyday life. Many of the great events in Cherokee history happen
not far from here.
And I can walk to the spring any day when I'm a little bit troubled by some
major event or problem. I can walk to the spring where my grandfather walked
to make turkey medicine or where I walked to when I was a child to gather
for household use.
And so there's a lot of history about this place. I'm very tied to this land
to this place. It's very much who I am.
All the songs and dances in Oklahoma that had been put to sleep in my general
area, called put to sleep, for 30 or 35 years started coming back.
The Choctaw songs and Chickasaw songs and so forth, for a long time they had
gone away or gone underground because of religious persecution.
So we started hearing these songs again and seeing these dances again as they
started coming out.
I kept an ear out for these things and got to a point to where now people rely
on me to an extent to know those songs and know those dances.
What they call, I guess in English, like a chanter to an extent that I'm able to
help carry these things on.
A lot of our Southeastern dances, too, you will notice.
There's a locking of arms and elbows, a holding of hands.
Our people dance as a group together.
That community of spirit, that communalism, that desire to be part of a
whole, taking your identity and cues from your traditional
community.
that's very much in evidence in our songs and dances, and even in our
There's been a recent interest in revival of our stickball games.
The settlers, when they first came, thought that the game was too brutal,
course people died in those games, so the missionaries especially tried to...
Get the Choctaws from playing the game. This is an Indian form of baseball.
This thing right here.
This is our form of baseball.
You know, they say baseball is an American sport. This is our form.
lot of other tribes still playing this game.
In the southeast, all these tribes have this game.
And Cherokee people and Chickasaw people and Creek and Seminole and Choctaw, we
all have this in common.
Once you play it one time, you get hooked on it. I mean, I love this game.
Thank you.
I am absolutely convinced that we've survived because we've managed to hang
to language and we've managed to hang on to ceremonies that we've had since the
beginning of time.
What we need to do to affirm ourselves as Native people is to take some of the
values, the values of interdependence.
caring for other people, even though it's hard to do that in a society that
just care about yourself.
Take care of yourself, build your own house, and don't worry about anybody
Take the old value of interdependence or the values of making sure that
spirituality and the truest sense of the word is incorporated into every aspect
of your life.
And I think it's that spirit that the only thing we really have to rely on has
been handed to us like a live and precious coal that each generation has
that decision. Do they want to blow on that coal and keep it alive, or do they
want to throw it away?
To me, and it's not just the Southeast, but all Indian culture, but maybe using
that metaphor for the Southeast as a fire, our cultures, our languages, our
histories. It's like a big ceremonial fire that was kicked and stomped and
scattered.
And then this 200, 300 year night followed that. But out in the darkness,
see these coals glowing.
And I think our role in our generation, whether it's in tribal government or
wherever we find ourselves, and Chickasaw people, Cherokee people, Creek
Seminole people, Choctaw people, is to be coal gatherers, to gather those coals
back up together and assemble them again at one point.
And breathe on them again that we might be able to spark a flame around which we
might warm ourselves.
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