Chapter 5

Chapter 5

A Chapter by Whitney Shaw

Come morning, it was quiet at the dinner table, nobody talked.

“Son, you should feel sorry for yourself, for doing that to Jimmy,” said Angel.

                  The figure was standing in front of the window looking in. White Hawk looked back at his mother.

“Mom, stop, he is white, if he didn’t want to be my friend he could of told me in person,” said White Hawk.

“Maybe he was scared to,” said Angel.

“Good, he should be scared I have to go to school now,” said White Hawk walking to school. When he arrived to school he went to his locker, when he opened the door a note fell out. He didn’t open it up or anything he tore it up and threw it away.

“What is going on,” said Whit Hawk.

“Who are you talking to babe?” asked Mary.

“Nobody,” said White Hawk closing his door.

“You’ve been doing that lot lately,” said Marry.

“Not all the time,” said White Hawk.

“Yes you have,” said Mary.

“Come on lets go,” said White Hawk taking Mary to her class.

                  So they walked in and sat down, Jimmy tapped White Hawk on the shoulder he turned around.

“Did you get my note?” asked Jimmy.

                  White Hawk didn’t say anything, he just turned around. Then Victor and James walked inside and sat down next to Jimmy.

“Hey Jimmy were having a party after school you want to come, there’ll be smokes and drinks?” asked James.

“No, I don’t smoke or drink, so take it somewhere else you,” said Jimmy getting angry.

                  White Hawk turned around and made a nasty comment.

“I thought all white like to drink and smoke, like us Natives,” said White Hawk.

“I’m not white, not all whites drink and smoke,” said Jimmy.

                  White Hawk pulled a pack of smokes out of his back pocket, eight of White Hawks friends saw them and came over there.

“I didn’t know you smoked, I’m going to tell your parents,” said Jimmy.

“You don’t know everything, go ahead tell, I don’t care,” said White Hawk.

“Boys sit down please,” said the Native teacher.

                  The teacher walked out of the classroom and got the principal.

“Look your old man wants us to go to the pow wow in Alberquqe , you know to try and make our friendship work again, he called me last night,” said Jimmy.

                  White Hawk grabbed Jimmy by the collar of his shirt and got close to his face.

“I’ll think about it,” White Hawk letting go of Jimmy’s collar.

                  The he told his friends to leave and go so they went towards the door and the teacher opened it along with the principle.

“White Hawk where are you going?” asked the principle.

“Why do you care?” asked White Hawk angry.

“You’re angry I understand that,” said the Principle.

“You don’t understand, the whites think they own everything and everyone, they think they can still treat us like they did long ago,” White Hawk said in anger.

“They do not know own anything here, we the Lakota people run this place, this has to stop now,” said the principle.

“Don’t worry, I’m not coming back,” said White Hawk.

“White Hawk stop this now?” asked the principle.

“Who’s going to stop me, you old man,” White Hawk said walking out of the class room.

“So you want some drinks, I know where to get some,” said White Hawk’s friend.

“Yeah,” said White Hawk pulling smoke out of his pocket.

“Let’s go then,” said Whit Hawk’s friend.

“Smoke,” said White Hawk.

“Sure,” said White Hawk’s friend.

                  Jimmy went home and went next door.

“Jimmy what did he say?” asked Running Water.

“He said he’ll thing about it,” Jimmy sitting on the steps outside with Running Water.

“Jimmy, is that you, come on in, how are you?” asked Angel.

“Not good,” White Hawk grabbed me by the collar and said he’ll think about going to the pow wow, it shocked me, I don’t know if you know, but White Hawk was smoking in school,” said Jimmy.

“I wonder where he got them from?” asked Angel.

“I’ll go check is room for some more,” said Big Ben going upstairs.

                  Big Ben went into White Hawks room and looked everywhere, the he looked under his bed and found a shoe box, it had two packs of smokes and a knife inside, and he grabbed it and went down stairs. Running Water opened it.

“I think we need to take him to the doctor he is either cutting himself, or he’s about to cut somebody else,” said Big Ben.

“Why?” Angel asked worried.

“Well he talks to nothing, you’ll be talking to him and he looks past you and then looks right back at you, and he stares a lot also his attitude and behavior is changing and getting worse,” said Big Ben.

“Yeah, he told me a long time he kept seeing a shadow figure, it was a blur and that he couldn’t make it out, and now maybe he can see it more clearly now,” said Jimmy.

“We should get him tested,” said Big Ben.

“Tested for what? He is not crazy,” said Angel.

“Mom, he see’s things that we cannot see, we need to take him to a white doctor, they can help,” said Big Ben.

“I’ll call around to make an appointment,” said Angel going upstairs.

“Well it’s getting late, I’ll be going home now, I think White Hawk is going to stay with his new friends,” said Jimmy.

“Alright, thank you for telling us,” said Running Water.

                  So they all went upstairs and went to bed. Next morning came Big Ben was up and eating breakfast, Nuka was getting dressed.

“Nuka are you coming,” said Big Ben standing in the door way with his pickup keys.

“I’m coming,” Nuka running down the stairs.

 



© 2016 Whitney Shaw


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Whitney Shaw
Whitney Shaw

Midland, TX



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I am Apache Native Indian, I am an Apostolic girl, I also have Cerebral Pasly it's a learning disability, has to do with motor skills in the brain. But I am blessed that I can walk, talk, read, but .. more..

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