One day in a forest close to the huge Tunderboard lake lived a tribe of Floral indians. Floral meant nature back then to the indians. In that tribe lived a young indian girl named Jazz Minne (Jasmine is how you prenounce it.). She fished and hunted just like her father. But her mother would not approve. Most of the time she would stay in her Tee Pee and wash the clay dishes and make supper for her family like a regular Floral girl. But all she wanted to do was hunt and fish like every boy.
One day she snuck out and went to the Tunderboard lake to catch some fish for her family. She caught 3 lake bass and 2 salmon. But all was not good for her Fishing spree. If she kept it up, she might have a fatal whipping from her tribe leader. She rushed home and put all the fish in the pot while her mother was sleeping and her father was at the Tribal meeting for men.
Jazz Minne got a spear and ran out into the feild to catch some wild buffalo.She saw a tiny tail and went behind a rock.She took her spear and threw it as far as she could toward the target. And then the target fell down softly without noise.She ran over and looked at the 300 pound dead baffalo infront of her. She got a cot and picked the baffalo. She was very strong for a 13 year old girl. She brought it back to her camp site.
Her mom was up, what was she going to do!!! She ran around the back side of her Tee Pee and set it down there. She walked back around to the front curtain door. She walked inside. Her mother stared at her for about 3 seconds and then turned back without saying a word.
She would have thought that her mother had caught her hunting by now but no. She was perfectly fine. Exept the 4th day she was gone her mother and father got suspicous. They knew she was going some where but how. How can she escape like that so swiftly, Without anybody knowing about it exept for them? She was a smart indian. Then she finally told her parents. They could not belive it. She turned out to have been doing it all along? They would say. But they let her do it becaus she would enjoy it so much. So she lived a happy life. And so did her mother and wonderful father. The End.
One day in a forest close to the huge Tunderboard lake lived a tribe of Floral indians. Floral meant nature back then to the indians. In that tribe lived a young indian girl named Jazz Minne (Jasmine is how you prenounce it.). She fished and hunted just like her father. But her mother would not approve. Most of the time she would stay in her Tee Pee and wash the clay dishes and make supper for her family like a regular Floral girl. But all she wanted to do was hunt and fish like every boy.
One day she snuck out and went to the Tunderboard lake to catch some fish for her family. She caught 3 lake bass and 2 salmon. But all was not good for her Fishing spree. If she kept it up, she might have a fatal whipping from her tribe leader. She rushed home and put all the fish in the pot while her mother was sleeping and her father was at the Tribal meeting for men.
Jazz Minne got a spear and ran out into the feild to catch some wild buffalo.She saw a tiny tail and went behind a rock.She took her spear and threw it as far as she could toward the target. And then the target fell down softly without noise.She ran over and looked at the 300 pound dead baffalo infront of her. She got a cot and picked the baffalo. She was very strong for a 13 year old girl. She brought it back to her camp site.
Her mom was up, what was she going to do!!! She ran around the back side of her Tee Pee and set it down there. She walked back around to the front curtain door. She walked inside. Her mother stared at her for about 3 seconds and then turned back without saying a word.
She would have thought that her mother had caught her hunting by now but no. She was perfectly fine. Exept the 4th day she was gone her mother and father got suspicous. They knew she was going some where but how. How can she escape like that so swiftly, Without anybody knowing about it exept for them? She was a smart indian. Then she finally told her parents. They could not belive it. She turned out to have been doing it all along? They would say. But they let her do it becaus she would enjoy it so much. So she lived a happy life. And so did her mother and wonderful father. The End.
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