Sharing with the Native People
first recorded residents in the Millarville area were the Stoney.
They used the local history books and websites
that showcased the learning of previous Millarville students to learn
more about the Stoney. Students returned to the land and again wrote from
the perspective of the landscape. When you read the voices of the land
look for the historical knowledge that is imbedded in the students writing.
With this knowledge, the students explored the impact the Stoney had on
of the Land"
On The Land
by Katelyn, Grade 2
I feel a beautiful breeze.
The trees feel good behind my back. The native people are camped here
because of this beautiful land. They have a big area for putting up their
tipis. I wonder what they might be doing, maybe finding an eagle feather
or maybe hunting for buffalo. The buffalo are special to the natives,
they are used for food and clothing. The Stoney might leave something
behind, like an arrowhead, a rope for their tipis, an eagle feather or
a piece of wolf hair but that is all.
by Austin, Grade 2
I felt the sun
burning on me. It was so hot. I heard native stories around a campfire.
I like listening to them. I saw a horse walking beside me. It slept beside
me at night and it accidentally stepped on me. It didn't hurt because
I'm hard. In the morning the horse was gone and I was in a different place.
I was on the horse with a lot of other stuff. We stopped at another native
by Branden , Grade 2
It's fun being a willow. I
see a native child running. I can see a man building a bow and arrow on
one side of me. Away, on the other side I see young buffalo running and
playing and pretending to charge each other. There are wolves to hunt.
There are buffalo to hunt.
by Sarah, Grade 3
In the camp, the women are
doing beadwork and children are playing. The horse that is tied to me
just kicked my back and neighed. The night air has finally brought sleep
to the earth. In the morning, the horses are gone on a hunt with the Native
People. They left some rocks in circles, twigs and pieces of hide caught
on a branch. That was all that was left.
Now it's silent. There is lots of space, there is shade, it is cozy and
you sort of get a warm feeling here. Herbs and other plants grow here.
The twittering of the birds and the whoo of the owls at night, are like