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1) Briefly summarize the history of the Laguna pueblo and tie that history to Leslie Marmon Silko’s background.

2) How is the history represented by conflict within the story?

3) How is the cultural perspective of this story different than the cultural perspective of “The Luck of Roaring Camp” or “The White Silence”?

4) How does this story challenge any of the eight elements of the myth of the frontier that we’ve been using to frame our discussion of this region?

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In a response of approximately 300-350 words, respond to the following:

How do the writings by Rick Bass incorporate our core value of responsible stewardship?  Does he model responsible stewardship for his readers? What are we to learn from his writings?

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Laguna Pueblo, New Mexico – Home of the Kawaik People

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Gq0-ODBkew8New Mexico Quarterly
Volume 38 | Issue 4
Article 45
1968
The Man to Send Rain Clouds
Leslie Chapman
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Chapman: The Man to Send Rain Clouds
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THE MAN TO SEND RAIN ‘CLOlJDS
. Leslie Chapman
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They fbund him under a pig cottonwood tree. His Levi jacket and
pants were faded light blue so that he had been easy to find. The big . :
cottonwood tree stood apart from a small grove of winter-bare cottonwoods which grew in the wide sanely arroyo. He had been dead for a ,.
chy or more and the sheep had wandered and scattered up and down
the arroyo. Leon and his brother-in-law, Ken, gathered the sheep and
feft them in the pen at the sheep camp before they returned to the
cottonwood tree. Leon waited under the tree while Ken drove the
truck through the deep sand to the edge of the arroyo. He squinted up
at the sun and unzipped his jacket-it sure was hot for this time of yeqr.
Buthigh and northwest the blue niountains were still deep in snow.
Ken came sliding down the low crumbling ban~ about 50 yards down
and he was bringing the red blanket.
Before they wrapped the old man, Leon took a piece ot string out
of his pocket and tied a small gray feath~r in the old m~n’s long white
hair. Ken gave him the paint. Across the brown wrinkled forehead he
drew a streak of white and along the high clieek bones he drew a strip
ofblue paint. He paused and watched Ken throw pinches of corn meal
and pollen into the wind that fluttered the small gray feather. Then
Leon painted with yellow under the old man’s broad nose, and finally,
when he had painted green across the chin, he smiled.
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“Send us raiJ1 clouds, Grandfather.” They laid the bundle in ~he back
of the·pick-up and covered it with a heavy tarp before they started back
to the pueblo.
They turned off the highway onto the sandy pueblo road. Not long
after they passed the st
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