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We used to go over that way to the ranch to pick gooseberries.<\/span><\/em><\/p>\n Tama uusuusa aweenakwen\u00fcm ranchiva\u2019an. Chehen\u00fcma pohoopita.<\/span><\/p>\n <\/p>\n In the summer we could find lots of berries.<\/span><\/em><\/p>\n Su\u2019ura tazava\u2019ana m\u00fcts owot mehen\u00fcm poho\u2019apita.<\/span><\/p>\n <\/p>\n So we went there one afternoon when I was just a girl.<\/span><\/em><\/p>\n Suvois aweena hugariikwenaaka n\u00fc\u2019\u00fc neezhagai.<\/span><\/p>\n <\/p>\n We arrive and I put our food up in the trees.<\/span><\/em><\/p>\n Tam piden\u00fcma n\u00fc\u2019\u00fc w\u00fczadiik ka\u2019apita aween aween masubva\u2019ana.<\/span><\/p>\n <\/p>\n I ask my brother, \u201cCan the bears reach this here?\u201d<\/span><\/em><\/p>\n N\u00fc\u2019\u00fc t\u00fcvaadadiin pavina, “Su\u2019ura aa pogita ku\u2019uvaadiik iva\u2019ana?”<\/span><\/p>\n <\/p>\n He says no <\/span><\/em><\/p>\n Meeneen, “Yuwaata.”<\/span><\/p>\n <\/p>\n and so we walk out towards the hill <\/span><\/em><\/p>\n Tama pagivaada aween keevova\u2019ana.<\/span><\/p>\n <\/p>\n where we had seen the berries before.<\/span><\/em><\/p>\n Tama chehen\u00fc\u00fcma aa pohoopita uusuusa.<\/span><\/p>\n <\/p>\n We used to gather a lot so my mom could make jam.<\/span><\/em><\/p>\n Tama tsehen\u00fcma owota suvoisa piyeena su\u2019un manhagivaad jam.<\/span><\/p>\n <\/p>\n I find the first gooseberries.<\/span><\/em><\/p>\n N\u00fc\u2019\u00fc meheeda pohopit uusuus.<\/span><\/p>\n <\/p>\n I yell, \u201cBrother, come over this way!\u201d<\/span><\/em><\/p>\n N\u00fc\u2019\u00fc pezeeda, “Paviina! Pidevaanaam iva\u2019ana.”<\/span><\/p>\n <\/p>\n We pick berries all day.<\/span><\/em><\/p>\n Tam tsehevaad pohoopit sutaava.<\/span><\/p>\n <\/p>\n The buckets were getting heavy.<\/span><\/em><\/p>\n Su\u2019ura pab\u00fcna m\u00fc\u00fcts pita\u2019akweneeka.<\/span><\/p>\n <\/p>\n The sun gets low so we decide to go home.<\/span><\/em><\/p>\n Su\u2019ura aa tava m\u00fc\u00fcts aweenkweneek, yu\u2019ukweeneek su\u2019ura. Tam paikweevaan\u00fcm uusa.<\/span><\/p>\n <\/p>\n We had eaten some berries<\/span><\/em><\/p>\n Tama ka\u2019akweda su\u2019ur pohoopita.<\/span><\/p>\n <\/p>\n but we wanted that food we put up in that tree.<\/span><\/em><\/p>\n Tama ka\u2019apita ku\u2019us\u00fcb\u00fcg\u00fcd tama w\u00fczavaadiik kapaan mos\u00fcba.<\/span><\/p>\n <\/p>\n We get back to the tree. <\/span><\/em><\/p>\n Tama aween tam pidagwen\u00fcm masabva\u2019an.<\/span><\/p>\n <\/p>\n The food is gone!<\/span><\/em><\/p>\n Ka\u2019apita su\u2019ur yuwaata!<\/span><\/p>\n <\/p>\n The bears had found it and pulled it down. <\/span><\/em><\/p>\n Pog\u00fcta mehediika. Su\u2019un chehediika wi\u2019ikikweneeka.<\/span><\/p>\n <\/p>\n All we find is rags from our gunnysack.<\/span><\/em><\/p>\n Suvois tama ts\u00fc\u2019\u00fcts\u00fc\u00fcv ku\u2019unuma mehediik ts\u00fc\u2019\u00fcts\u00fc\u00fcva kapaana kunav\u00fcz.<\/span><\/p>\n <\/p>\n So we start to get nervous.<\/span><\/em><\/p>\n Tama tama uusa aa ivaagakwed\u00fcm.<\/span><\/p>\n <\/p>\n I look at my brother.<\/span><\/em><\/p>\n N\u00fc\u2019\u00fc unaro pukeen\u00fcne pav\u00fcne.<\/span><\/p>\n <\/p>\n He looks at me.<\/span><\/em><\/p>\n Su\u2019un pukeed nugaro.<\/span><\/p>\n <\/p>\n We listen.<\/span><\/em><\/p>\n Tam naakeda.<\/span><\/p>\n <\/p>\n We grabbed our buckets <\/span><\/em><\/p>\n Tama ku\u2019ukwediik pab\u00fcna.<\/span><\/p>\n <\/p>\n and rushed out of there.<\/span><\/em><\/p>\n N\u00fckakwen\u00fcm aweena.<\/span><\/p>\n <\/p>\n We hear something walking behind us.<\/span><\/em><\/p>\n Tama naakediika hini\u2019iv pagineen kahambaav.<\/span><\/p>\n <\/p>\n Leaves are crunching.<\/span><\/em><\/p>\n Nagave manineeka.<\/span><\/p>\n <\/p>\n Sticks are breaking.<\/span><\/em><\/p>\n Kukupita kukupita kapakakweneeka.<\/span><\/p>\n <\/p>\n We walk faster and faster with our buckets.<\/span><\/em><\/p>\n Tama ohoo pagin\u00fcm su\u2019uvois ukawe\u2019e pab\u00fcnh\u00fcma.<\/span><\/p>\n <\/p>\n Our arms are shaking.<\/span><\/em><\/p>\n Tum puruv\u00fcna m\u00fc\u00fcts ts\u00fcn\u00fcn\u00fc\u2019\u00fckweneeka.<\/span><\/p>\n <\/p>\n Just when we are about to drop our berries and run,<\/span><\/em><\/p>\n Suuvois suuvoisa maro\u2019kweeneeka pohoopageepa nukakwen\u00fcma.<\/span><\/p>\n <\/p>\n we see the road.<\/span><\/em><\/p>\n Tam pukeediik toov.<\/span><\/p>\n <\/p>\n There is our dad in the car, out looking for us.<\/span><\/em><\/p>\n Su\u2019ura muw\u00fcn atamabiil pukeed\u00fcn. Pukeed toor tawa?<\/span><\/p>\n <\/p>\n We jump in<\/span><\/em><\/p>\n Suvois tama yo\u2019ichik\u00fcn\u00fcn kapaan.<\/span><\/p>\n <\/p>\n and look back.<\/span><\/em><\/p>\n Suvoisa kahambaav pukeen\u00fcma.<\/span><\/p>\n <\/p>\n There was a hungry old mule following us<\/span><\/em><\/p>\n Shuvoisha m\u00fc\u00fcts tagui\u2019neen muula\u2019a kahambaav pagineen.<\/span><\/p>\n <\/p>\n and looking sad.<\/span><\/em><\/p>\n Suvois m\u00fc\u00fcts tahaas pukeeneen.<\/span><\/p>\n <\/p>\n We never told our dad about the bear.<\/span><\/em><\/p>\n Tama yuwaahan hine\u2019en\u00fcn unaro muw\u00fcn unava\u2019an pog\u00fcta.<\/span><\/p>\n <\/p>\n We didn\u2019t want to be cooped up in the house all summer.<\/span><\/em><\/p>\n Yuwaat sutuuv kar\u00fcvaan\u00fcn kapaana kanhi suutaazi.<\/span><\/p>\n <\/p>\n Uusa. <\/span><\/em><\/p>\n The end.<\/span><\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" A story as told by Kawaiisu Elder Lucille Girado-Hicks, February 2015 We used to go over that way to the ranch to pick gooseberries. Tama uusuusa aweenakwen\u00fcm ranchiva\u2019an. Chehen\u00fcma pohoopita. In the summer we could find lots of berries. Su\u2019ura tazava\u2019ana m\u00fcts owot mehen\u00fcm poho\u2019apita. 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