On May 6, the birthday of my girl Dumplins, we had a baby-naming ceremony for my great-granddaughter Julisa. We have called her JuJu ever since she was born seven months ago. When this little girl entered this world she immediately captured the hearts of everyone in our family. I said several times I'm a lucky man to live this long to see her born. Her Indian name is Shug naab go kweh or if you wrote it the way it sounds it is Shug nob go kweh. She is named after Voncile's relative from way back, in fact the lady owned the land we live on today. Our entire family attended the ceremony and family support means a bunch. She was a trooper throughout, didn't cry at all but she is used to being around large crowds. We had her ready and adjusted because we hold her and spoil her constantly. The day was great and the Great KU fan in the sky smiled upon what took place on the Potawatomi Reservation. Now the challenge is to change gears and call her by her Indian name instead of JuJu, a name I had become attached to. Another point is when she was born, I said we were getting too old to watch babies but do you think that panned out? No, we watch her when they go do laundry or go the local parlor where sinful gambling takes place. In the group picture, taken after the ceremony was concluded, is picture of four of the babies named and the ones in the back jumped into the picture, including me. There were 16 named, including babies and young adults. The names used are from their relatives from the recent past to long ago and a sense they will be never forgotten that way.We were all tired when we made it home, but all the hard work and sacrifice paid off and in fact, it was sad to see it end.
On May 6, the birthday of my girl Dumplins, we had a baby-naming ceremony for my great-granddaughter Julisa. We have called her JuJu ever since she was born seven months ago. When this little girl entered this world she immediately captured the hearts of everyone in our family. I said several times I'm a lucky man to live this long to see her born. Her Indian name is Shug naab go kweh or if you wrote it the way it sounds it is Shug nob go kweh. She is named after Voncile's relative from way back, in fact the lady owned the land we live on today. Our entire family attended the ceremony and family support means a bunch. She was a trooper throughout, didn't cry at all but she is used to being around large crowds. We had her ready and adjusted because we hold her and spoil her constantly. The day was great and the Great KU fan in the sky smiled upon what took place on the Potawatomi Reservation. Now the challenge is to change gears and call her by her Indian name instead of JuJu, a name I had become attached to. Another point is when she was born, I said we were getting too old to watch babies but do you think that panned out? No, we watch her when they go do laundry or go the local parlor where sinful gambling takes place. In the group picture, taken after the ceremony was concluded, is picture of four of the babies named and the ones in the back jumped into the picture, including me. There were 16 named, including babies and young adults. The names used are from their relatives from the recent past to long ago and a sense they will be never forgotten that way.We were all tired when we made it home, but all the hard work and sacrifice paid off and in fact, it was sad to see it end.
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