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'''<h4>Hello Students, read the below passage below then on your own webpage on www.goodtoknow.com, write a short constructed response using "R-A-C-E" as instructed in class.</h4>'''
 
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       '''Based on the story, what trait or traits allowed Ivan to be Blessed with luck and wealth?'''
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       '''Based on the story and your knowledge of American traditions, how is our Thanksgiving different from the thanksgiving in the story?'''
       '''Use at least two details from the passage to support your response.'''
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       '''Write an essay from the passage to support your response. Show how you think based on your own reasoning and the information in the story'''
  
<br><br>'''<h4>THE TALE OF IVAN</h4>'''
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<br><br>'''<h4>HOW THE IROQUOIS GIVE THANKS</h4>'''
  
  
There were formerly a man and a woman living in the town of Llanlavan, in the place which is called Hwrdh. And work became scarce, so the man said to his wife, "I will go search for work, and you may live here." So he took fair leave, and traveled far toward the East, and at last came to the house of a farmer and asked for work.
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The Iroquois Red Children are a grateful people. The true Iroquois never rises after eating without saying, "Niaweh," which means, "I am thankful." The others reply, "Niuh,"—"It is well."
  
"What work can ye do?" said the farmer. "I can do all kinds of work," said Ivan. Then they agreed upon three pounds for the year's wages.
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The Red Children never pick a flower without thinking how kind the Great Spirit has been, to cause the flowers to grow. They like flowers, and no matter how poor the Indian cabin, flowers are always to be found near.
  
When the end of the year came his master showed him the three pounds. "See, Ivan," said he, "here's your wage; but if you will give it me back I'll give you a piece of advice instead."
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When the Iroquois pick fruit, they give thanks to the Great Spirit. And always do they leave some, for the "little brothers of the wood."
  
"Give me my wage," said Ivan.
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They do not try to pick every cherry or berry, or nut or apple, for themselves. Fruits grow for the birds and animals as well as for men, and the little brothers of the wood must not be forgotten. Some of everything that grows is left for them.
  
"No, I'll not," said the master; "I'll explain my advice."
 
  
"Tell it me, then," said Ivan.
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During the spring and summer, the Iroquois give several thanksgiving feasts. The first is early in the spring, at maple-sugar time. As soon as the sap begins to flow, the Maple Feast is called.
  
Then said the master, "Never leave the old road for the sake of a new one."
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The Indians gather about a large maple tree. A fire is lighted near, upon which one of their number sprinkles tobacco. As the smoke rises, a prayer of thanksgiving is made to the Great Spirit, for causing the sweet waters of the maple to flow. Then the maple trees are thanked for their service[Pg 29] to men, and protection is asked for the trees during the coming year.
  
After that they agreed for another year at the old wages, and at the end of it Ivan took instead a piece of advice, and this was it: "Never lodge where an old man is married to a young woman."
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When "the leaf of the dogwood is the size of a squirrel's ear," it is planting time. Then an Indian maid goes into the fields and scatters a few grains of corn, asking the aid of the Great Spirit for the harvest. The Indian always plants his seed with the growing moon, that it may grow with the moon.
  
The same thing happened at the end of the third year, when the piece of advice was: "Honesty is the best policy."
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Strawberry Feast
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The next feast is the Strawberry Feast and Dance.
  
But Ivan would not stay longer, but wanted to go back to his wife.
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The strawberry is one of the best gifts of the Great Spirit to his children. So greatly is it prized that it is thought to grow on the Sky Road that leads to the Happy Hunting Ground. An Indian who has been very ill, near death, will say, "I almost ate strawberries."
  
"Don't go today," said his master; "my wife bakes tomorrow, and she shall make you a cake to take home to your good woman."
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When the strawberry ripens, the Red Children are happy. They sing their praises to the Great Spirit and dance with joy. They remember the Little People who have helped to make the berries beautiful, and they have a song of praise and dance of thanks for them as well. Without the help of the Little People, the strawberries would not be so sweet and ripe.
  
And when Ivan was going to leave, "Here," said his master, "here is a cake for you to take home to your wife, and, when you are most joyous together, then break the cake, and not sooner."
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At the time of the Harvest Moon comes the last feast of the summer. This thanksgiving feast lasts four days. The Indians not only give thanks for the ripening of the corn, but for every growing thing. Therefore this feast is longer than the others, since it takes some time to name all the good gifts of the Great Spirit to the Red Children, and to give thanks for them all.
  
So he took fair leave of them and traveled towards home, and at last he came to the town of Wayn Her, and there he met three merchants from Tre Rhyn, of his own town, coming home from Exeter Fair. "Oho! Ivan," said they, "come with us; glad are we to see you. Where have you been so long?"
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There is a story of the corn in which the Spirit of the Corn is a maiden, not a handsome young chief, as one of the stories claims. This Corn Maiden was one of three sisters, and was called Ona tah.
  
"I have been in service," said Ivan, "and now I'm going home to my wife."
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The three sister vegetables—the corn, the bean, and the squash—were called the Di o he ko, which means "those we live on," since they are the life-giving vegetables.
  
"Oh, come with us! you'll be right welcome." But when they took the new road Ivan kept to the old one. And robbers fell upon them before they had gone far from Ivan as they were going by the fields of the houses in the meadow. They began to cry out, "Thieves!" and Ivan shouted out "Thieves!" too. And when the robbers heard Ivan's shout they ran away, and the merchants went by the new road and Ivan by the old one till they met again at Market-bew.
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These sisters lived together on a hill and were very happy. But one day Ona tah wandered away in search of dews for her kernels.
  
"Oh, Ivan," said the merchants, "we are beholding to you; but for you we would have been lost men. Come lodge with us at our cost, and welcome."
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The Evil Spirit was watching. He seized Ona tah, the Spirit of the Corn, and sent one of his monsters to blight her fields. The killing winds swept over the hill, and the spirits of the squash and bean fled before them.
  
When they came to the place where they used to lodge, Ivan said, "I must see the host."
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Ona tah was held for some time a prisoner in the darkness under the earth, by the Evil Spirit.
  
"The host," they cried; "what do you want with the host? Here is the hostess, and she's young and pretty. If you want to see the host you'll find him in the kitchen."
 
  
So he went into the kitchen to see the host; he found him a weak old man turning the soup.
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At last, a sunray found her and guided her back to her lost hilltop. There she found that her sisters had fled. She was alone.
  
"Oh! oh!" quoth Ivan, "I'll not lodge here, but will go next door."
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Then Ona tah made a vow to the sun that she would never again leave her fields. But she sighs for her lost sisters, and mourns the blight that came upon her beautiful fields. For since the time when Ona tah wandered away and left her fields, the corn has not grown so tall or so beautiful as once it did.
 
 
"Not yet," said the merchants, "sup with us, and welcome."
 
 
 
Now it happened that the hostess had plotted with a certain monk in Market-bew to sell off the old man that night while the rest were asleep, and they agreed to lay it on the lodgers.
 
 
 
So while Ivan was in bed next door, there was a hole in the pine-end of the house, and he saw a light through it. So he got up and looked, and heard the monk speaking. "I had better cover this hole," said he, "or people in the next house may see our deeds." So he stood with his back against it while pirates took away the old man.
 
 
 
But meanwhile Ivan out with his knife, and putting it through the hole, cut a round piece off the monk's robe. The very next morning the hostess raised the cry that her husband was kidnapped, and as there was neither man nor child in the house but the merchants, she declared they sold him.
 
 
 
So they were taken and carried to prison, till at last Ivan came to them. "Alas! alas! Ivan," cried they, "bad luck sticks to us; our host was kidnapped last night, and we shall be imprisoned for it."
 
 
 
"Ah, tell the judges," said Ivan, "to summon the pirates at the docks."
 
 
 
"Who knows," they replied, "who committed the crime?"
 
 
 
"Who committed the crime!" said Ivan. "If I cannot prove who committed the crime, imprison me instead of you."
 
 
 
So he told all he knew, and brought out the piece of cloth from the monk's robe, and with that, the merchants were set at liberty, and the hostess and the monk were seized and imprisoned along with the pirates.
 
 
 
Then they came all together out of Market-bew, and they said to him: "Come as far as the town Cod Carrn , the Wood of the Heap of Stones of Watching, in the area of Burman." Then their two roads separated, and though the merchants wished Ivan to go with them, he would not go with them, but went straight home to his wife.
 
 
 
And when his wife saw him she said: "Home in the nick of time. Here's a purse of gold that I've found; it has no name, but sure it belongs to the town'slord. I was just thinking what to do when you came."
 
 
 
Then Ivan thought of the third counsel, and he said "Let us go and give it to the great lord."
 
 
 
So they went up to the castle, but the great lord was not in it, so they left the purse with the servant that minded the gate, and then they went home again and lived in quiet for a time.
 
 
 
But one day the great lord stopped at their house for a drink of water, and Ivan's wife said to him: "I hope your lordship found your lordship's purse quite safe with all its money in it."
 
 
 
"What purse is that you are talking about?" said the lord.
 
 
 
"Sure, it's your lordship's purse that I left at the castle," said Ivan.
 
 
 
"Come with me and we will see into the matter," said the lord.
 
 
 
So Ivan and his wife went up to the castle, and there they pointed out the man to whom they had given the purse, and he had to give it up and was sent away from the castle. And the lord was so pleased with Ivan that he made him his servant instead of the thief.
 
 
 
"Honesty's the best policy!" said Ivan, as he skipped about in his new quarters. "How joyful I am!"
 
 
 
Then he thought of his old master's cake that he was to eat when he was most joyful, and when he broke it, to and behold, inside it was his wages for the three years he had been with him.
 

Revision as of 16:17, 7 July 2020

Hello Students, read the below passage below then on your own webpage on www.goodtoknow.com, write a short constructed response using "R-A-C-E" as instructed in class.



     Based on the story and your knowledge of American traditions, how is our Thanksgiving different from the thanksgiving in the story?
      Write an essay from the passage to support your response. Show how you think based on your own reasoning and the information in the story


HOW THE IROQUOIS GIVE THANKS


The Iroquois Red Children are a grateful people. The true Iroquois never rises after eating without saying, "Niaweh," which means, "I am thankful." The others reply, "Niuh,"—"It is well."

The Red Children never pick a flower without thinking how kind the Great Spirit has been, to cause the flowers to grow. They like flowers, and no matter how poor the Indian cabin, flowers are always to be found near.

When the Iroquois pick fruit, they give thanks to the Great Spirit. And always do they leave some, for the "little brothers of the wood."

They do not try to pick every cherry or berry, or nut or apple, for themselves. Fruits grow for the birds and animals as well as for men, and the little brothers of the wood must not be forgotten. Some of everything that grows is left for them.


During the spring and summer, the Iroquois give several thanksgiving feasts. The first is early in the spring, at maple-sugar time. As soon as the sap begins to flow, the Maple Feast is called.

The Indians gather about a large maple tree. A fire is lighted near, upon which one of their number sprinkles tobacco. As the smoke rises, a prayer of thanksgiving is made to the Great Spirit, for causing the sweet waters of the maple to flow. Then the maple trees are thanked for their service[Pg 29] to men, and protection is asked for the trees during the coming year.

When "the leaf of the dogwood is the size of a squirrel's ear," it is planting time. Then an Indian maid goes into the fields and scatters a few grains of corn, asking the aid of the Great Spirit for the harvest. The Indian always plants his seed with the growing moon, that it may grow with the moon.

Strawberry Feast The next feast is the Strawberry Feast and Dance.

The strawberry is one of the best gifts of the Great Spirit to his children. So greatly is it prized that it is thought to grow on the Sky Road that leads to the Happy Hunting Ground. An Indian who has been very ill, near death, will say, "I almost ate strawberries."

When the strawberry ripens, the Red Children are happy. They sing their praises to the Great Spirit and dance with joy. They remember the Little People who have helped to make the berries beautiful, and they have a song of praise and dance of thanks for them as well. Without the help of the Little People, the strawberries would not be so sweet and ripe.

At the time of the Harvest Moon comes the last feast of the summer. This thanksgiving feast lasts four days. The Indians not only give thanks for the ripening of the corn, but for every growing thing. Therefore this feast is longer than the others, since it takes some time to name all the good gifts of the Great Spirit to the Red Children, and to give thanks for them all.

There is a story of the corn in which the Spirit of the Corn is a maiden, not a handsome young chief, as one of the stories claims. This Corn Maiden was one of three sisters, and was called Ona tah.

The three sister vegetables—the corn, the bean, and the squash—were called the Di o he ko, which means "those we live on," since they are the life-giving vegetables.

These sisters lived together on a hill and were very happy. But one day Ona tah wandered away in search of dews for her kernels.

The Evil Spirit was watching. He seized Ona tah, the Spirit of the Corn, and sent one of his monsters to blight her fields. The killing winds swept over the hill, and the spirits of the squash and bean fled before them.

Ona tah was held for some time a prisoner in the darkness under the earth, by the Evil Spirit.


At last, a sunray found her and guided her back to her lost hilltop. There she found that her sisters had fled. She was alone.

Then Ona tah made a vow to the sun that she would never again leave her fields. But she sighs for her lost sisters, and mourns the blight that came upon her beautiful fields. For since the time when Ona tah wandered away and left her fields, the corn has not grown so tall or so beautiful as once it did.