Activities for the native Ameriacan stories,'phase 2'

The Ruffed Face Girl~activity
Good story, it was cute and 'dreamy' a classic fariy tale.
Diary entry form the perspective of the sister of the invisible man.

Jan 4th,
Those ragged sisters came by again, this time they challenge my athority to marry my brother, it was nothing more than I expected, even though they were all painted up nicely, thier souls reeked from 26feet away. they were no good, and they came togeter, what did they both expect to marry the guy? if They indeeded had past ehe test I think they'be be fighting the rest of their days with jealosy. They were bad bussiness, but i played along with it. One can never show or tell someone else their faults, they must see them theirselves, even though there was little hope to their improvement, it was still a treat to watch them struggle for ansers as they looked at each other, and they definatly beat themselves over when i sat them down in the geust chairs, my brother got a kick out of it. After thay ran out we sat around the fire and poked fun at the faces they left with, although we were no better than their lies doing such.
-over and out
June 23rd
the most beautiful girl cma by today, i was so excited, her eyes twinkeled, she had a magnificant ora of light all around her that the air felt lightened and sweater. I'm glad she came, I did not need to test her, but I put her to the challengen in all fairness, my brother and her will have many happy years to come, we are fortunate to be graced with her presance. She is a golen butterfly. And now I can finally fufill my long awaited career of making dream catchers.
-over and out

The Falcon and the Duck~activity
This was a bit of a disappointment of a story, but a better moral then what it ridiculously gave would be: 'Do not brag for the fladderment of your ego'. Which reminds of a Dr. Seuss story about a bear and a rabbit who argue whom is better, but that is beside the point.

"These Shoes of mine" ~activity

"This Dog of mine"

My family only ever had one pet dog, he was nice and didn't bark, but he had to go
but low and be hold, then came you
From my grandma you are, you replaced the bunny she got me many years before you
Why is it you were able to replace her?
I suppose the bunny wasn't comfortable to sleep with, as you are
A name, nope, I just call you doggy, I've other name such a Bernard
But they don't quite fit you as well as 'doggy' so simple and sweet, cuddly like you
You've always allowed a shoulder for me cry, you always listen with no objections
You lay on my bed and wait for me all day long,
sometimes stretched out with your belly venerable for my personal laying
You've always been by my side, ready to sacrifice yourself, remember when I got lice
That was your first bath, I was afraid you would no longer be as soft and cuddly
But you still were, your fur just had a bit more character after that,
Your eyes finally started to show, since your fine coat turned more into soft dreadlocks
but dreadlocks are in style, you look dandy.
Hey remember when we saw you on Donnie Darko? More or less it was your brother, because he was a different color, but still--it was neat.
Above all, it's very nice your still around to cover my eyes when the sun peaks through in the morning, or as an extra pillow, and you don't mind.
Ode to my stuffed animal doggy.