The Cherokee Cultural Society will receive the mayoral proclamation October 26, 1995, and will hold a
public declaration during the afternoon of November 2, 1995. (Watch for details to come.)
Volunteers are still needed to assist with the Native Horizons. November 3-5 activities, from phoning
members ahead of schedule, to setting up teepees, to greeting visitors the day of the event. Please phone
Event Coordinator Judith Bruni, (713) 556-1908, to offer help.
CCS will honor Mr. Redroad with a reception Thursday, November 2,
7:30 p.m., at the CCS monthly meeting. Be sure to come meet this award winning artist.
CCS will host the exciting Family Day, to include tepees on the Museum grounds, Cherokee flute and drum music, and craftmaking for the children. There will be special information to assist those seeking Cherokee Nation Registration.
1:00 J.C. High Eagle-Native American
Sign language/American Indian Flute
1:30 Films by Randy Redroad:
Haircuts Hurt. Cowtipping.- The Militant Indian Waiter (Each film runs 10 minutes)
2:00 J.C. High Eagle-Native American
Sign language/American Indian Flute
2:30 Films by Randy Redroad:
Haircuts Hurt. Cowtipping: The Millitant Indian Waiter (Each film runs 10 minutes)
3:00 J.C. High Eagle-Native American
Sign language/American Indian Flute
3:30 Cherokee Cultural Society
Deborah Scott & Ed Holland
Ongoing 12:15 until 4:00 pm.
Artist led hands-on workshop with Stella Naranjo making clay vessels
Exploring tepees
7:00 Evening film presentation
As part of our outreach, CCS has invited representatives from the American Indian Chamber of Commerce and the Intertribal Council of Houston to have their organizational information available at the event and to encourage their members to join our growing audience during this festive time. Be sure to tell friends and family! We want to share this enrichment with everyone.
Other special events are in the planning stages at this printing.
Also approved on the ballot was a bylaw amendment for the creation of a Founding Advisory Board, to retain roles for the CCS founding members. It will be comprised of founders no longer active as elected officials who would provide support, direction and stability to the organization.
Sincere gratitude goes to the dedicated board members who have brought CCS so far in the short time since its founding in the fall of 1992. Super pats on the back to original members Deborah Scott, Ed Holland, and B.J. Callihan; plus Steve Triplett, Bill Turk, Wade McAllister, Victor Carroll, Terry Thompson, Meg Walker and to everyone who worked so long to make CCS a reality.
The October monthly meeting was a fascinating combination of storytelling by Steve Triplett, discussion of Cherokee traditional dances by Deborah Scott, and a review of colorful Cherokee figure Ned Christy, by Ed Holland.
Everyone in the community is welcome at CCS meetings, regardless of ethnic or cultural heritage.
We enjoy sharing with anyone who is interested
Try making iced tea with boiling water. While the tea is steeping, bruise a few "seeds" by pinching
across the fingers and adding them to the container of tea. The cold tea retains a subtle flavor and
freshness days later.
A Native American Art Show featuring a celebrated Cherokee painter at a local restaurant where
the art would be displayed, in conjunction with the November 5 Family Day.
Have you heard of Echota, the capital town,
And the brave old chief with featherly crown?
Of the warrior band and the pow-wow grand
In the light of the moon when the sun goes down?
Far away in the past this quaint land lies,
And around it the mists obscure arise;
It is only in dreams we may hear the shrill screams
Of its eagles afloat in their native skies.
But its rivers glide on in rhythmical flow
Through fields of today, from a weird long-ago;
The cold Chickamauga, the slow Conasauga,
Like their musical names, gurgle soft and low.
From the gold-bearing hills comes the rich Chestatee,
Through the mountains to the north breaks the Hiawassee,
And the romping Ellijay joins the bouncing Cartekay
To frolic in the rapids of the Coosawattee.
In the laughing of the ripples of the sweet Salacoa,
In the failing of the current of the silvery Toccoa,
In the roarings of Tallulah, and the splashings of Yahoola
Are the wild and varied volumes of a never-written lore.
And we listen to the song of the sad Etowah;
In his voice is a sob, a refrain from afar,
While the rough Chattahoochee makes love to Nacoochee
In the shade of the Vale of The Evening Star.
Than the moans of Oostanaula no dirge can sadder be,
For he heard the parting groans of the banished Cherokee.
Thus in music shall roll the Indian's proud soul
As long as his rivers flow into the sea.