Personal Experiences, Stories and Poems

On This November Day by Charlotte Roe


On this November day, I want for my people.

I want our voices to be heard,

To be appreciated for our history, our present and our future.

I want for us all to stand as one for our rights.

I want this country to be filled with knowledge that we do exist.

On this November day, I need for my people.

I need for us to no longer be stepped on,

To no longer be looked over by the media, the government and the people.

I need for my culture to be shared everywhere.

I need for our children to be embraced by all and not for personal gain.

On this November day, I wish for my people.

I wish for our families to not be broken up,

To have my people no longer struggle in their homes.

I wish for us to feel and be supported in all ways.

I wish for our children to be taught our truth and language.

On this November day, I dream for my people.

I dream for our governments to be rid of corruption,

To be focused on the advancing of our people instead of the greed that was taught to us.

I dream that my people will feel fulfilled.

I dream that our country and people will always have a future.

On this November day, I am thankful for my people.

I am thankful that we have always shown compassion,

To have shown it to those who didn’t show it themselves.

I am thankful for our warriors and their feats of protection.

I am thankful for our strength in the most long and trying of times.

I want for my people.

I need for my people.

I wish for my people.

I dream for my people.

I am thankful for my people.

On this November day, what do you feel for my people?

Charlotte Roe
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Pride, Heritage, Tradition-November for Native Americans (Pictures)

November has been officially referred to as Native American Heritage Month for over 20 years. In this time, natives across the country have shown their pride in their heritage through many ways. Some include a national day for wearing certain footwear, donning a certain hairstyle and even creating a national book club where participants must read at least one piece of Native American literature and have a dialogue with others. The following are photographs of some Native American Heritage Month traditions and ways that native people honor their culture.

A hand-painted Chief statue, is the center piece of one family’s early Thanksgiving dinner.
Charlotte Roe
This hand-beaded moose-hide clip with feathers and a set of feather earrings will be worn by a native woman on November 21, for “Rock Your Braids” Day in Indian Country.
Charlotte Roe
Traditional hand-beaded buckskin moccasins. Worn on “Rock Your Mocs” Day (Nov 15) in an effort to show Native American Pride.
Charlotte Roe
Native American literature amongst others old and new.
Charlotte Roe
A Jingle dress hangs on the wall waiting to be used with pride and tradition.
Charlotte Roe
Native man returns to his homeland to look out on the late fall coastal changes.
Charlotte Roe
Native Eastern War dancer participates in Grand Entry at a pow wow.
Walking within nature is said to bring a sense of self for native people.
Walking within nature is said to bring a sense of self for native people.





































This hand drum will be used to play songs of healing and thanks later on this month.
This hand drum will be used to play songs of healing and thanks later on this month.






























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Recent Turning Points in My Life: College 2013-2014

My recent status for college is a rising junior. I have just finished my sophomore year of college at a university I’ve come to love regardless of the struggles I’ve faced, both personal and academic.

In my spring semester I have been put into what I feel is a minor spotlight in Indian Country with my writing and social work. Which, as a young native woman, is an incredible dream and feat for me.

Personally, I have met some incredible people that have impacted my life in more ways than one. Leaving them for summer and perhaps even longer was and is an awful struggle that I wish I didn’t have to face so quickly.

The next was that of a sexual assault and almost rape situation that I have experienced at a party a few weeks ago. I have no idea who the perpetrator was, nor do I ever want to see him again. While many would feel differently about this decision, it is only mine. The situation has put me in a very compromising mind set and in certain moments of my life I still feel very uncomfortable about things.

I hope to overcome these feelings by focusing on other things. I look to remind myself of being thankful that I was able to break out of that situation without it leading to an even more traumatic event that so many others have been in. It makes you feel ashamed, scared and causes even the most outgoing person to become introverted.

Although I am currently using this as a type of journal, I want to bring awareness to the ever-steady issue of sexual assault on college campuses in today’s society. It is a very touchy issue being that so many people are still living in a sexist mindset that woman put themselves in these situations by either the scenario they are in, clothes they wear, or general actions they pose. However, what is a consensus for most, if not all of the sexual assault issues, is that no woman or girl asks to be forcefully violated; none of them. To be frank, you are screwed in the head if you think that is the case.

According to the U.S. Department of Justice: Office on Violence Against Women, “American Indians are 2.5 times more likely to experience sexual assault crimes compared to all other races, and one in three Indian women reports having been raped during her lifetime.” This statement is true and incredibly chilling, not only with its statistics but in my experience, I know that it is also very difficult to speak out on the subject for fear of being judged and treated differently. As my personal advice, don’t treat a sexual assault victim in a coddling manner, treat them with respect and reverence as a survivor and support them in what is a most difficult journey.

Currently, I feel comfortable being with and speaking to very few people (especially men) after and about this. However, I never want to let it hold me back from the good things I have built and reached in my life so far. As of right now, after this, I won’t be talking about MY situation publicly again, because it is not something I want to relive. I am very nervous to post this, although, after writing down such a brief detail of my experience, it has allowed me to open up within myself much deeper. I do hope that going about this in such a viral way won’t harm my standings in some way, however, at this point I know I can handle it.