“We don’t see the same history….Our history is not dead
facts in a book. Our history is alive and still going on. It’s in our songs and
stories and the roots of every tree.” ~Grampa Sky
—From The Warriors,
page 75 (by Joseph Bruchac)
As a Mom, reading tutor, after school class instructor, and
classroom volunteer, I have had the pleasure of reading a number of books, over
the years that were written for school-aged youth. The Warriors was one such book; it was one I read a couple of weeks
ago to help a teacher decide if it should join the list of read aloud books for
his classroom [not that it matters here, but yes, it would be a wonderful add
to the list, as would a couple of Bruchac’s other titles]. Little did I know
that it also held something for me, a beautiful gift in the form of the above
quote, which holds in it a very rich trueness.
The quote comes from a passage in which Jake, a young boy of
Native heritage (Iroquois Nation if memory serves), is sitting in his history
class. As he is listening to his teacher, his mind wanders a bit, and he
remembers what his Grampa Sky told him about how his people view history. When
I read the quote, it nearly leaped off the page at me. It resonated
immediately, deeply—it struck a beautiful and harmonious cord in the process. A
number of thoughts crossed my mind about the significance and richness of this
quote, including, “YES!! This is why, in large part, I research and try to
share”. I was gifted the history bug by my Mother, who caught it from her
father; I love learning about the history not just of my family and the times
in which they lived, but of so many others and places. When I am learning about
the Ancestors, it is literally something I can feel inside; I can feel a sense
of excitement, joy and pride that seems to bubble up and over—it is certainly
not a dead feeling, it is very much alive. I feel connected, in such a profound
way, not only to those who have gone before, but also to things in a larger
sense. Truthfully, there simply aren’t words to express exactly what it means
or feels like.
As we learn more about from whence we came/come, cherish,
respect, and honor those roots that so firmly hold our tree strong—those shoulders
upholding the generations we continue to keep our history alive and keep it on
going. As long as we tell their stories and share them with each other (we all
hold differing pieces of the same puzzle), as long as we sing the little songs
they sang at bedtime, bath time, or times of joy or sorrow; as long as we do
these types of things and more, we continue to keep the history living,
growing, thriving.
This, this is why I research and seek to know—why I seek to
help keep the memory and works of the Ancestors alive—because as Grampa Sky
said, “Our history is alive and still going on.” Is it all a proverbial bowl of peaches and
cream, or “hunky-dory”? Why no, no it is not, but it is all part of who we are.
Our Ancestors lived, laughed, loved, cried, hurt, lost, gained, made mistakes, contributed
to self, family and society, and more—in honoring and acknowledging them; in
giving them voice and place, we, in some fashion honor and acknowledge
ourselves, give ourselves voice and place.
In the coming weeks and months, some bits of the stories
will be shared; it is my hope that you find the stories, which will be shared
in this space enriching, enlightening, and from time to time, inspiring. The
melodies of the notes sung in the songs of our history and the words that make
up the passages of these very same stories will include those of Alfred SAMUELS
and his brothers, Isaac and George (Alfred and Isaac both served in the Civil
War--CW); Alfred, who was last enslaved by Mary SAMUELS. The songs and stories, which will include
those of Melinda (SNADON/SNORDAN) KIMBROUGH who was the mother of Isaac (Zeke)
and grandmother of Frank KIMBROUGH and who was reportedly last enslaved by
Thomas Gaines KIMBROUGH; of Free People of Color Families such as Richard and
Mary (WRIGHT?) MORAN, whose son Rush served in the CW, and John Wesley and
Julia (BANNISTER) ROBERTS. Not to mention, the songs and stories of Bass HARLIN
and family, Bass, who was last enslaved in Indian Territory (present day
Oklahoma) in the Cherokee Nation by Delilah HARLIN; George W. and Nancy (Nannie)
(SEAMAN/NAPIER) GULLICK; Jesse and Anna (SMALLEY) DONALDSON, Jessie who served
in the CW and was last enslaved by Levi DONALDSON, and so many more. The notes
of the songs and the pieces of the stories are also made up of the various jobs
held by the Ancestors, by the activities in which they participated, their
religious and political beliefs as well as the daily goings on of the day, so
be prepared to be graced with this information as well from time to time.
Connecting Past and Present,
LaKesha
This first picture is of Julia (BANNISTER) ROBERTS and John Wesley ROBERTS date unknown, standing in front of the home in which they homesteaded in Washington State. Julia and John Wesley were my 3rd great grandparents and are part of my maternal lineage. Received courtesy of M. Spearman, cousin and family researcher.
This second picture is of Isaac KIMBROUGH (seated on the far right)--he was my great grandfather, he and his siblings (Ephriam, Lucy, and Lillian), pictured here with him, are part of my paternal lineage. Date and location are unknown for this photo. Received courtesy of J. Jones, cousin.
