Elizabeth
I am Elizabeth. My
Osage name is Hoo-tha`-to-me, and I
attended the school Father Schoenmakers established in 1847 in Osage Mission.
Originally the school was for Osage boys only, but shortly after it opened, the
Sisters of Loretto came from Kentucky to
open a school for girls, too. I missed my family while attending the boarding school. My friendship with Anna,
another Osage girl, eased my homesickness. Anna and I often rode our horses on Sunday afternoons, but one afternoon we rode too far from the school. While we were picking wild plums, we were surprised by a bear. I knew I had to be brave if we were to be safe. We did escape, but Mother Bridget, the principal, was angry with us for riding so far from the school.
Campout
One of the responsibilities I had as a
seventh grade teacher at my middle school was to help sponsor a day campout at
our local reservoir each spring. I felt relieved I was not an eighth grade
teacher because they actually did campout and spend the night. It required
weeks of preparation planning for the day. Meals, activities, events, students
and more had to be coordinated. Each year I was amazed to see it work and how
much the kids enjoyed the day.
The park rangers were a great source of
ideas and help. They led small groups of students through the resources
available at the lake. Activities ranged from identification of plants and
animals, a partial zoo of animals (including the favorite: snakes), and hiking
trails. My job changed over the years. Sometimes I did arts and crafts using
beads I collected throughout the months preceding our fieldtrip and my
favorite: Indian folklore about our area of the state.
Although I can’t really say I missed it
when I took a job at the high school, it was fun to see students who had never
fished, paddled a canoe, shot a black powder musket or shot an arrow do so for
the first time.
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