Excerpt from: Imala's Conquest, an Indian adventure !

There is an Owapahai tribal pow wow tonight. Owapahai Chief Hoi Moa has called it. There have been whispers of a rival tribe commencing an attack upon our village soon. We the Owapahai tribe have been rivals with the Chataukua tribe for many harvests now. They have been known to steal our women and to destroy our homes several times within a season.

As the story was told to me…long ago a young warrior, Black Spirit of the Owapahai, had his way with the Chataukua Chief’s stunning squaw Seshqua Ama, scalped her, then carved the Owapahai symbol on her swollen belly. Black Spirit left Seshqua Ama there dead with unborn papoose.

Soon after came along an Owapahai squaw saving the unborn Chataukua child, claiming it and raising it as her own, the Owapahai way. She named the tiny beautiful papoose, Eyota Imala meaning Great Story-teller as someday she would have a horrendous story to tell of her triumph to life as she knows it.

Hiula, (hello) I am Eyota Imala and I live to tell the story as such today some 38 harvests later. I am Chief Hoi Moa’s squaw. I have been since my 15^th harvest. It was pre-arranged for the then 50-year-old wise older Chief to marry an unspoiled, healthy squaw. I have been his squaw for 23 harvests now. Chief Hoi Moa has taught me many things with his wisdom and mature ways. He was always teaching, yet I never knew passion. Even still, I am grateful for being his squaw. In return I have bore him two warriors, now entering manhood.

With age comes wisdom he taught me. I am older now and wiser also. I am growing tired of the fierce rivalry between the two tribes. I am growing tired of not knowing peace & pleasure. The rivalry consumes Chief Hoi Moa, and has made him bitter and colder. The older he gets, the more I am alone. He has no time for such matters of my heart. The tribe comes first. The unity of the Owapahai tribe defending its honor comes long before my own trivial matters. I understand, yet I am left feeling no less empty inside. I desire fire for my heart. I desire passion for my soul. I have battles of my own within me to fight.