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Quickly they set off again for the village. Lali looked
for the Thunderclouds, but they were gone now.
They knew she would behave for a while now, probably.
They hoped they would not have to teach her any
big lessons again, any time soon.
Lali was quiet on the way down into the valley.
She was thinking deeply about all that had happened.
She was really sorry. She'd been so selfish and lazy and...
not very nice to her Grandmother, even though she knew
how much Gongi needed her help.
She would have to change, she knew that.
She even promiced herself right then to do better.
She always wanted to be a good girl, but it was hard
to do her chores. She had a feeling, she'd better
straighten up now though, before she really messed up.
Maybe there really was such a thing as Guardians Ancestors in the Thunderclouds watching what
we do.
She thought of Gongi alone, with no one to help her,
and tears came to her eyes. She would have to keep
her promice so Gongi would never have to be alone
in her old old days.
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Lali's Uncle, Omwanaku saw them coming
and rode out to meet them. He was very happy
to see Lali was alive and well, and thanked
Vasques for bringing her home safely.
When they got to Gongi's teepee, Lali tethered Lokie
to the hitching post, and went straight inside to see
her Grandmother. The men stayed outside for a while
talking as they tethered their horses near Lokie.
Then they went inside Gongi's teepee to get warmed up.
Tumby-Gumby was sitting sadly with Gongi by the
fire inside the teepee. Gongi was weeping as she made
her tortillas. They heard the horses come up, but they
were both too sad to go outside and talk to anyone. They
were very sad that Lali was gone, and they didn't know
if she would ever come back.
"We'll have to go out and find her ourselves Tumby!"
exclaimed Gongi. She wiped the tears the tears away
from her eyes, and turned the tortilla.
"If only she'd come home, I would be so mean to her
anymore," she assured Tumby.
"I'm so scaird for her Tumby. Maybe I was
too hard on her." Tumby just listened and looked up
at Gongi with her big brown loving eyes.
Tumby was sad too and unable to console Gongi.
Lali heard what Gongi was saying as she stood
just outside the teepee. She stopped to listen.
"Hmmm" she thought. "Gongi is sorry she treats
me rough. I might have some leverage here afterall."
But then she remembered how glad she was to be home
again after all she and Lokie had been through.
She realized how ungrateful she had been for all that
her Grandma had done for her in her life, and
she was ashamed for trying to over power Gongi.
Lali realized she had been very mean to Gongi too, but not anymore. She had decided to
change.
She had changed already.
She wanted to hug her Grandma so much now
and started into the teepee.
Tumby thought she heard something, and her ears
perked up as she gave a low frightened growl.
"Grandma! Grandma!" shouted Lali
as she entered the teepee. "It's me Grandma!
I'm home! I'm home!" she shouted happily.
She went straight to Gongi and hugged her hard.
"I'm sorry Grandma. Really. I'm really sorry..."
They both began sobbing as they held onto each other tightly
in the light of the little fire. Tumby jumped everywhere
wildly, barking and licking them both at the same time.
Tumby was so excited she even gave Lali a little love bite.
Gongi was so overjoyed to see Lali she forgot to be mad.
She forgot everything. "Grandma, the tortilla's burning!"
cried Lali finally. Gongi was hugging her so tight, she
couldn't turn the tortilla herself. So Lali turned it.
"You're home baby. You're home" cried Gongi
hysterically. Big tears fell from Gongi's eyes
and fell onto Lali's face as she kissed her little
grand-daughter again and again and again.
"Don't cry Grandma" pleaded Lali. "I'll be good
from now on. You'll see. I'm gona help you now!"
she assured Gongi as she stroked the hair from
the old woman's face. She kissed the wrinkled skin
tenderly and dried Gongi's eyes.
Then Lali started crying again, and this made Gongi cry.
Lokie stopped jumping and licking, and looked at them
shaking her head. She thought they would cry all night.
"I'm really sorry I worried you Grandma" Lali said sincerely comforting, when they stopped
sobbing long enough to catch their breath.
She smoothed the old woman's braids and gave
her a big smile. Gongi couldn't say anything.
She just nodded her head and held Lali close again,
rocking gently. Tumby was jealous and pawed Gongi's
leg to get in the middle. So they let Tumby get
in the middle. They all just huddled together by the fire
rocking gently as they watched the flames make
shadows dance on the great buffalo hide walls of the teepee.
When the men came in, they let the cold air in
and made the fire jump around. That made Gongi
open her eyes. The men sat by the fire quietly
warming their hands and feet.
The fire needed more wood and Omwanaku reached
around behind his back and pulled a log out of the stack.
He placed it well and the fire began to brighten
the little room again.
Gongi gave Tumby the burned tortilla, while Lali
started another. Everyone was real hungry.
Gongi pulled the cooking pot closer to the fire.
Gongi had alot of questions to ask Vasques
while they all ate the bison stew with hot tortillas
and chili salsa. Omwanaku and Tumby
listened too for they loved adventure stories.
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Outside the horses listened too. While they listened,
Lokie saw the little mare of his dreams
straining to see what was happening. When she saw
Lokie, she turned away shyly.
"Go on and tell us Lokie," said Omwanaku's horse,
Cisco, in a neighing voice.
"You want me to tell you the story?!"
prodded Jalisco as he pawed the snow covered earth
impatiently. "Okay, okay!" replied Lokie.
"I'll tell the story thank you. Well, the way I see it,"
he began, "it was my love for that pretty little mare
over there that made my heart so warm and happy
even though I lay shivering and covered by snow.
Just thinking of her, made my heart sing,
even though I could not lift another hoof forward."
Cisco was entralled. Jalisco looked sourly.
"I thought you were going to tell us about the cliff,"
he said dryly.
You know, when you almost took a dive
off the edge...with Lali on your back.
And who saved you?"
"I'll tell that later," said Lokie a bit annoyed.
"I was just trying to say, that it was I,
who saved Lali's life the night before you
and your human servant came along...."
"Is that so" chuckled Jalisco.
"Yes," retorted Lokie matter of factly.
"I was dreaming of my little mare over there,
and feeling all warm. Lali laid down beside me
and I kept her warm all night long, dreaming
of my mare. I didn't let Lali freeze to death.
I kept her alive and she was dreaming too!"
Lokie looked at the little mare again. Would he
have the courage to tell her someday how he felt
about her? But she already knew, and returned
his look with a delightful whinny.
He lifted his head proudly knowing that she
thought he was a hero. And he even felt like a hero.
Just then, Lali came out of the teepee with some
hot tortillas for Lokie and the other horses.
The snow had stopped and one could see
a blue sky openning up just beyond the
Pine Tree Forest. As it did,
the Great Sun planet shot a bright ray of warmth
onto the little village. The storm was over,
but the snow still clung to the leaves and branches
like fine new lace. The earth was covered
with a fluffy white blanket.
The birds were singing and flying in circles.
The forest was alive. The villagers began to
come out of their teepees and lodges.
Soon everyone was bustling about doing morning
rituals and chores, on a splendid new day.
Even Lali thought nice thoughts, happy thoughts,
grateful thoughts. The sun kissed her face,
and she thought, maybe she really would be able
to keep her promice.
Lali was about to go back into the teepee when her
Uncle and Vasques came out. "Well, you behave
yourself now Miss Lali," said Vasques kindly
as he untied Jalisco. "Oh I've learned my lesson
alright" she replied assuringly. "Well, you'd
better have!" interjected Omwanaku,
not so kindly. "or someone will be getting
a good spanking! Do you understand me better
now young lady?!" he said bringing his face
down to hers. "It was not good to worry Gongi
like this!" Omwanaku added sternly.
Her Uncle had never spoken to her like that before,
and she was shocked and even scaird.
"Yes Uncle" she mumbled humbly, "I understand"
She was starting back into the teepee, when she
noticed her Uncle leading Lokie away.
"Uncle" she called to him in disbelief.
"What are you doing? Where are you taking Lokie?"
The old man smiled at his good friend Vasques
and they both nodded. Then looking seriously
at Lali, the Uncle said, "This is just an added
precaution! No more horsie for you for a while
my dear!" he added emphatically with conviction.
"What?!" exclaimed Lali broken heartedly.
"But......ohhhhhhhh Uncle" she moaned sadly.
He just stood there looking back at her crossly,
so she shrugged reluctantly accepting her fate,
and went back into the teepee.
The two men talked and joked as they led their
horses and Lokie away. Lokie flipped his tail
flirtatiously when they passed the little mare.
She did the same. The little mare watched until
she saw them all cross the stream where Omwanaku
had his teepee. She gave a whinny when she
lost sight of him, and he whinnied back assuring
her he was still close by, and they would play
again in the meadow in the Spring.
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It was a lovely day. Gongi and Lali worked together
all day and into the night mending and cooking.
laughing and talking stories. In the evening,
Gongi pulled the great grizzley bearskin
closer to the hearth. Lali laid down on it with Tumby.
The fire was warm. Tumby rolled over onto her back
so Lali could rub her tummy. Grandma threw
the big buffaloskin blanket over Lali and
scooted Tumby off to the side. But Tumby
jumped right back on to the bed and
snuggled up close to Lali for protection
in case Gongi tried to throw her outside for the night.
Gongi pulled off her buckskin dress and put on
her cotton night tunic. Lali got up and began
looking through Gongi's woven reed baskets.
When she found what she was looking for,
she jumped back under the buffalo skin cover.
"What have you got there?" Gongi asked
curious to see what it was Lali was hiding.
"Oh, it's just something..." replied Lali mischieviously.
"Well let's see it!" insisted Gongi.
"Not yet!" answered Lali seriously.
"Just wait. I want to tell you a story....
when you settle down Grandma!"
she giggled nervously. Gongi laughed.
She didn't expect her grand-daughter to tell her
a story. "I always tell you a story" said Gongi
playing the game. "Yes," said Lali, "but tonight,
I'm telling you a story!" And she laughed
like only children laugh, she was so delighted
with herself.
Even Tumby chuckled. Her tongue
hung out of her mouth, as she panted, waiting expectantly for the story to begin.
"Hurry up Grandma, get in bed" urged Lali.
"Okay, I'm ready" said Gongi happily.
She got in bed under the warm
buffalo skin next to Lali, and
started tickling her until Lali showed Gongi
the little beaded purse she'd taken from her
Grandma's basket.
"Hey" scolded Gongi, "what are you doing
with my little beaded purse? This is the purse
your Grandfather Chin-Honaw gave me
when we were young and courting."
Gongi was saying this holding the bag up
while Lali was wreathing in laughter and giggles.
"I thought you were going to tell me a story,"
insisted Gongi. "No!" said Lali, holding out
defiantly. So Gongi kept tickling her until
Lali begged her to stop. Tumby started jumping
on top of both of them, and even snapped
at the little beaded purse, but Gongi
knocked her off the bed with one swoosh of her arm.
Tumby just came back for more.
"Grandma stop! Stop hahahahaha!!! No more,
no more," she laughed between tears.
They were both laughing as hard as they could,
with tears streaming down their faces, while
Tumby was jumping all over them barking.
Finally they'd all had enough and took a break,
settling down under the covers now.
Tumby jumped up on the thick hairy buffalo blanket
so she too could listen to the story that Lali
was going to tell. When all was still, Lali began
snuggling up closer to Gongi.
"I was very cold the first night out, and all alone
because Lokie had run away when I was swimming
at the waterfall," she began. "I thought I was
going to die Grandma. It was so cold. I had
been singing the little song you taught me
about the Bear in the Moon, but then I think
I went to sleep. Someone called my name, and that's
when I woke up to see an old man coming up the
trail. He had your little beaded purse in his hand...
and he gave it to me. It turned out to be a dream
though, cuz when I woke up at Sunrize,
it was gone. I thought for sure he had given it to me!
But it was here all along in your sewing basket.
I dreamed of it all night long Grandma, and
from the moment the old man gave me
your purse, I felt warm again..and I could sleep.
Gongi was listening intently to the story.
"Then what happened" she asked. The fire
sent a burst of sparks up in anticipation.
Lali continued:
"From the very moment the old man gave me
the purse, I felt warm, and I wasn't afraid anymore.
It was so strange."
"What did the old man say to you?" asked Gongi
hopefully.
"He never said a word Grandma," Lali explained.
"He just gave me the purse, and looked me in the eye
and nodded his head lovingly. It was like he knew
me...or I knew him. But I don't know from where."
Gongi listened closely. A tear formed in her eye.
"He was just smiling at me," Lali went on.
"After that, he just kept going down the trail
until I couldn't see him anymore. Then I was so
tired, I fell asleep and didn't wake up til morning.
That's when Lokie came back. Then we trudged
through the snow all day until night, until
Lokie couldn't go any farther, and laid down.
I thought he was going to die! I had to keep him
alive, so I slept close to him all night."
Lali gave a big yawn and laid her head on Gongi's
breast. "I'm tired Grandma."
Gongi was off into her own thoughts as tears
filled her eyes. She knew Chin-Honaw had heard
her prayers and gone to Lali and saved her life.
"Don't cry Grandma," consoled Lali. "What's
wrong Grandma?" she pleaded.
"Wrong?" answered Gongi distractedly.
"Nothing is wrong dear. Everything is right...
I'm crying for joy dear. For joy!" replied Gongi.
"You see," she went on, "when you were freezing
to death in the cold night, I could feel it.
I called to your Grandfather Chin-Honaw.
It was your Grandfather you saw. It was he
that gave you the little beaded purse in your dream."
She looked at it now. It was tattered and old.
She touched it to her heart. "It's so old now,"
said Gongi wistfully, "but the love we shared
so long ago, is still as fresh and alive as it ever was.
It is his love for us that keeps us warm, and
keeps us going every day dear one. Do you
see that now?" she added hugging Lali tightly.
under the buffaloskin blanket.
Lali kissed the tears that fell from Gongi's face
tenderly. They hugged as the fire cast deep
shadows inside the teepee. Tumby's ears
perked up as she peered into the shadows.
Was someone standing by watching them?
"Oh it's only the old man again," she thought.
and laid her head down on Lali's braids.
Tumby was glad he was there too, cuz she
wasn't scaird when he was around. He
took care of all the bad spirits that stopped by
and tried to linger and cause mischief.
Mischief was her job, and she didn't like competition.
Then Gongi spoke softly. Her voice was sweet
like music. "Chin-Honaw was very good to me
and our children. Your mother Leula was his
favorite. It was he that brought down the great
grizzley bear that we sleep on every night....
and this buffalo too, he brought home.
He was a great hunter....and he's still providing
for us...and protecting us.
That is what love does dear. It never stops or goes
away, even after one returns to the other world
to live with the Great Spirit."
She paused for a moment, as if she was listening
to a voice far away...deep inside herself.
Lali was almost asleep, but wanted to hear
what Gongi was saying...
Gongi continued: "Love keeps all things growing
on the path of Life," sighed Gongi, trying her best
to hide the widow's pain she felt so keenly, still inside her broken lonely heart.
The shadows deepened in the teepee as the fire
burned way down. But Lali didn't hear what
Gongi said now, because she didn't know it,
but she had fallen fast asleep and was
dreaming now of childish things, of games
she and Tumby would play when the sun came up.
Gongi got up and put the last log of the night
on the smoldering fire, and quickly got back in bed,
closing her eyes happily.
The storm had passed now and the Ancestors were
satisfied that Lali was remorseful for her behavior.
They moved on gladly and the sky was crisp and clear.
A million stars twinkled over the happy little village.
Lokie and Jalisco in their little cabana with Cisco observed their beauty.
He was so happy to be home again, and munched a bit of hay Uncle Om had put up under the little
thatch
roof for them.
The moon shone splendidly on the new fallen snow.
Outside the teepees, in the deep night, velvet paws
sprinted heavily across the crunchy snow
on the way back to their lair. Little bunnies
were warm and snug in their mother's den, while
bear cubs were birthed fromtheir mother's womb,
and would cling to her fur and teats, growing
stronger with each approaching day.
Soon it would be Spring and the snow
would melt away again;
fat buds would appear on the branches...
But on that joyful night of reunion,
all the families in the happy little village,
slept comfortably dreaming,
in the arms of the starry starry night.