The Night Before Christmas NDN Style

Blog Entry The Night Before Christmas NDN Style Dec 17, ’11 1:40 AM
by Ann for everyone
      T’was the night before Christmas and all thru the teepeeNot an eyelid was shut because no one was sleepy.
The Wal-Mart bags hung by the fire so neat,
Hoping Chief Nick would fill them up with smoked meat.

The children were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of fry bread men danced in their heads.
With ya-yah in her kerchief and my hair braided tight
We turned up the scanner to entertain us tonight.

Then all of a sudden a crash we did hear,
The rez dogs started barking, but that’s the norm around here.
The moon on the breast of the new fallen snow
Gave the luster of midday to my rez car below.

When what to my ndn eyes should appear
But an big ndn sleigh with eight tiny reindeer!
With a little rez driver so stoic but so quick
I knew in a moment it must be Chief Nick.

More rapid then Rez Ballers the reindeer they came,
And he pointed with his lips, then called them by name…
On Fancy Dancer, on Smoked Meat, on Thomas and Victor,
On Back Strap, on Philbert, on Black Cloud and Trixster.

Ssshhh! Land beside the teepee, quiet for good reason,
We have to be careful it’s deer hunting season.
The stickers on his sleigh read “I love baloney”,
Another one said “My other ride is a pony.”

The one in the middle said “NDN Power”,
There was duct tape and bailing wire holding it together.
When the teepee flap opened I just hung my head,
For I just finished off his stew and fry bread.

He was dressed in full regalia from his head to his mocs,
His outfit fully beaded right down to his socks!
Huckleberry eyes twinkling, his braids were like WOW!
You have to see it for yourself, he was JUST…somehow!

The stump of his peace pipe held tight in his teeth,
The smoke signals encircled his head like a wreath.

His face was kind of greasy and he was ndn size,
He had a commod bod only a skin could recognize.

He spoke not a word just flashed his Tribal ID, and
Placed a block of cheese and new tape recorder under the tree.
He left hand drums and blankets and round dance CDs,
Huckleberry pies and the new Northern Cree!

Then he pointed with his lips, gave a big hearty AAYE!
And he danced out the door and jumped in his sleigh.
I heard him exclaim as he flew out of sight
Merry Christmas to all!  Let’s round dance tonight!




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