Sunday, March 11, 2012
This weekend I was at my grandmothers house on the Hopi reservation. We had a ceremony that lasted two days. Being there with my family and enjoying every moment with them made me happy. It was a very busy weekend with all the running around. A very long weekend, but it was worth every minute of it. Well kind of, just the part where I got sun burnt. With all the commotion and worrying about getting stuff done, it was all apart of being Hopi. Our ceremonies are a huge part of our culture and I am very proud of my Hopi culture. Although being half Navajo and half Hopi, I am very proud to know both sides. Hearing and speaking my own tribe's language makes me proud to know and understand the meaning of our culture. Sadly, I feel as though my culture is slowly fading away. Whether you are native american, or from different cultures around the world. I think that knowing your culture and tradition is a blessing. They define what type of people we are. It separates us from different cultures and tribes worldwide. It makes me think about how my great grandparents did stuff back in the old days. Without our tradition and culture, we would not be able to live in peace and harmony. It is an important part of my life and I hope to carry on my knowledge later on in life.