Monday, April 20, 2009

The Blanket

I had a restless sleep.. my mind just would not shut off.. go figure.. but I was up with the sun.. I had a mission today.. I would find out about Zek's blanket.. I asked of one the OR where his son's wagons were.. and was pointed to the middle of the rows of wagons... So thats where I headed..

His son name was also Zek.. and I could see a much younger Zek before me.. He looked at him.. his mate close to his side and it looked like a herd of children.. All different sizes and ages.. I asked the woman. Are these are yours? ... she laughed and said no nieces and nephews and some of their own.. So..thats good...

I want to ask you about your fathers hide.. seems it was left to me.. but I know nothing about it.. And the younger Zek smiled wide: I know all about that hide.. our father use to tell us stories using that hide...

His grandmother made it for him when he was born.. and his mother kept his history within the hide.. She was a weaver.. Ah ha!.. I knew it.. so many pictures threaded through the soft hide.. Do you have it with you? :he asked: Nodding my head.. I unrolled this hide.. as he pointed out things to me... See this corner.. with the 2 stars facing each other? .. That was the 1st square.. the night he was born.. And this one.. this was when he got his courage scar.. my grandfather took him and 3 other boys out to hunt larls.. that were messing with the herds... My father not only killed one but also saved the life of his young friend.. If you look closely you can see the larl.. the threads are faded a little.. but its there.. He went on and on about the different patches of pictures on the hide.. all the way to the last one made.. it was fire blazing in the skies... My mate placed that one there the night my mother passed on.. I can not tell you how old it is Yamka.. but my father was quite old.. I really did not know.. I have brothers that are well into their 50's.. and some that are just in their 20's.. Father and mother well.. they were busy...

Nodding my head. I thanked him... and promised that one of his daughters would one day beneifit from this hide.. but I did not tell him how.. His mate gave me some fresh bread to take with me. and some honey.. I was set for the night..

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