16 November 2018

Published November 14, 2018 by rochellewisoff

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Genre: Historical Fiction circa 1955

Word Count: 100


Catherine Sunrise and her friend Douglas gathered stones called Apache tears to honor Old Mrs. Coonie’s passing.

            Catherine waded into the stream to search. The ripples sparkled in the afternoon light. “Grandfather says she spoke fluent English, but I never heard her utter a word, did you?”            

            “Nope.” Douglas picked up a shiny stone. “She fought alongside Geronimo but ratted him out to the Cavalry. They rewarded her with 27 years in prison.’”

            “Maybe that’s why she clung to Apache ways when she came home.” Catherine raised her hands. “Farewell, Dahteste, Grandmother Warrior. Soar on the spirit of the wind.”   


100 comments on “16 November 2018

  • Dear Rochelle,

    It is amazing that they accepted her after “ratting out Geronimo” – then again, history is told by those who remember what they remember, right? Somehow, I feel there is way more to her story. I thank you for always finding such interesting characters in history and sharing them with us!

    Lotsa love,


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  • I love this story. As previously mentioned, she was a beautiful woman and looked strong and healthy. I also am surprised they accepted her back. I’ll bet it was because she was considered a wise, strong independent woman.

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  • One story among 100’s of thousands of injustice. Miigwetche, thank you, for the honor of reading about this woman. I have a small apache tear given me by an Apache Chief many years ago. I keep it tucked away special. Maybe I ought to pull it out and remember the story… Too too long for Friday fic.

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    • Dear Beautiful Bear,

      So much to learn about a forgotten history. The more I delve into my novel and our Ruth Bear Starfire, the more I find myself wanting wail and retch. Thank you for your affirming words for my story that mean more than I can say.



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      • The reality of history is often far more horrid than the history books present, ain’t it so. I’m really enjoying following your story and feel so thankful for the honor. 🙂 ❤


      • Yes, I think that we ought to separate the very appropriate aspect of giving thanks (which is universal, in my view) from the rather distorted history of the thanksgiving ‘feast’ and the realities that colonialism had brought upon the First Nations then … and now. We’d all do well to not white-wash history (pun and all, I suppose) even while we can still hold to gratitude and the many meanings of a holiday that can use some historical remodeling ….

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          • I agree, and I share your sentiments. In my circles, we say thanks on thanksgiving (and try to find gratitude in every day and every freedom we have and that wasn’t extended to — and sometimes still is not — to others, or only to our ilk only recently and partially at that). We also use the day for being grateful for truth and through it for telling the stories of those who had (and some who still have)no voice. Humans are complicated, but too many of us inflict far too much misery on fellow humans in the name of this or that (often selfish) agendas and then turn around and deny those harmed even the history of their own harming. The facts of what had taken place cannot be changed, and some distortions take hold, but it does not mean we cannot do all in our power to uphold truths and reclaim untold histories.
            Thank you for this comment thread!

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  • I did a double take at the title because at first i thought I read Birth of a Nation, which is the name of a 1915 very very racist movie and I knew thers was no way you’d have anything to do with that!😅
    Very interestingto learn of this Native woman, doubly erased from history, and brought back in all her human and fallible glory through this girl’s rituals.

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    • Dear Abhijit,

      From what I’ve read, the tribe accepted her back. I think there was more to her “ratting” out Geronimo that we don’t know about. Apparently she was still honored as a warrior. So much we don’t know. Thank you for your comments.




  • Dear Rock Raccoon W(T)F,

    What did Catherine wade into the stream to search for?
    Old Coonie’s imprisonment is a classic example of the saying, “No good deed goes unpunished.” (Not that treason against your own people could be called a good deed.)
    I see she’s wearing a cross. Perhaps she should have converted to Judaism instead.

    See you tomorrow,

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    • Dear Dewayne,

      Catherine and Douglas were collecting rocks for a class project. Duh. Too much birthday pie? So enjoyed celebrating with you and Connie this weekend. Did she score any good antiques Saturday? (Aside from the one she married.)


      Ranger Rocky Raccoon W(T)F


  • She looks like such a strong lady! I admire her just for being able to survive so many years in prison battling pneumonia and TB. Thank you for yet another history lesson and an inspiring photo prompt – I was finally able to overcome mind-block and finger-lock. Quality of course is another matter, which I leave to you 🙂

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