Here's my father-in-law dancing with Abby, who wasn't sure what to do, but knew she was having fun. Scouten slept through the drumming and singing, I still have no idea how. I realize the drumming and singing is rhythmic, which put her to sleep, but it was LOUD and it sure didn't bother her one bit.
This gentleman was the head gourd dancer, and full-blooded Lakota and Sioux. Sean and I pretty much stared at him the whole night, talking about how cool he was.
Since I don't know what the word "stranger" means, I learned more about the dresses. A woman with a buckskin dress covered in the "jingles" explained to me that these dresses are prayer dresses. Native Americans consider tobacco to be sacred, so they make offerings and pray every day for a year, and then the dress has 366 jingles on it (365 for each day of the year and an extra one for the wearer), made from tobacco can lids. Her dress - keep in mind it was buckskin - weighed 60 pounds. Of course I asked the internet more about it when I got home, and there are several versions of why Native Americans make the dresses.
4 comments:
Oh my goodness - that looks awesome! What an honor for him and I'm so glad you could attend and soak all of that in! Thanks for sharing!
Very cool! And great pics!
Rhys This was on channel 13 news. And we ooh and ahhed because we knew him.(kind of)
Wow - that's really cool!
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