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March 2012 - Feature Campfire - Soar Like An Eagle - Celebrating Native Culture!

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SURPRISE! June 2012 Feature Campfire - The Olympics, One World, One Dream
May 2012 - Feature Campfire - Camping Adventures
April 2012 - Feature Campfire - April Showers Bring May Flowers
March 2012 - Feature Campfire - Soar Like An Eagle - Celebrating Native Culture!
February 2012 - Feature Campfire - A Garden of Friendship and Love
January 2012 - Feature Campfire - A Winter Night's Dream!
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Hello everyone,
Edmonton Northeast District held their Winter Camp this month.  I was invited to come out and look after all the ceremonies - Friday and Saturday Campfires, Saturday Night Vespers, Guides Own .... all the things I like to plan and lead.
The theme of the camp was - Soar Like An Eagle - Celebrating Native Culture.  It was an amazing weekend.  The girls experienced, drumming, winter activites, food, crafts, lots of music and stories from our Native American friends.  
If you have never done a camp of this type (I have done 2 since 2005) give it a try.  There are so many activities you can do with the girls.
If you are looking for activities/ideas, please send me an email.  I put together a 70 page activity book for the participants with lots of things to do.  Would love to share it with you!
This month, I am sharing my Saturday Night Campfire with all of you -
Soar Like An Eagle - Celebrating Native Culture.
Hope you return again in April for the next Featured Campfire!
Guider Dusk (Dawn)


Campfire Planning Sheet




March ___, 2012



Campfire Leader:




Campfire Theme:

Soar Like An Eagle – Celebrating Native Culture



Time Allowed:

60 minutes



Official Opening:

Camp “Spirit” Opening Ceremony


Fire’s Burning – Roman Orthography version (2-Part Round)


Tall Trees (4-Part Round)



Well Known Songs:

Walk Around


Wood, Stone, Feather and Bone



Round Songs:

Listen to the Earth (4-Part Round)


I Like the Flowers (4-Part Round)



Camp Theme Song:

Like An Eagle



Action Songs:



Forty Years On An Iceberg



Patrol Water Raps:

Earth and Wind



Quieter Songs:

Land of the Silver Birch


Canoe Song (2-Part Round)



Patrol Water Raps:

Fire and Rain



Quieter Song:

Rain Song (Navajo)


Iroquois Lullaby



Participative Story:

The Birds of Many Feathers (Navajo Legend)




Kum-Ba-Ya (3-Part Song)



Vespers & Taps:






Camp "Spirit" Opening Ceremony



I am the Spirit of the Woods, come from my cool depths to welcome friendly spirits. You may live on flat plains - treeless, it may be, but still beautiful. Or you may live in mountain valleys whose changing shadows in the evening or in morning's cooling mists whisper secrets of beauty. Or perhaps on the sea coast where curling waves lap the sand or dashing surf beats the rocks. Perhaps some tree-covered slopes may shelter you, or city pavement surround you. It matters not what you call home. If you have the true spirit of nature, the love of outdoors, you are one with me in spirit and truth... and I bid you welcome.

(The Spirit of True Camper speaks the following lines, then all repeat in unison.)

We bow to thee, O Spirit of this Winter Camp and to all these Spirits of the Woods.

To thy Spirit, we swear eternal faith and love, here and in lands far from here.



I am the Spirit of the Trees. In ancient days, my kingdom stretched from coast to coast. But now, endangered by lack of knowledge of what I provide, I cling to these friendly mountains and bid welcome to my cool shades those who love me. I shelter you beneath my boughs. I am the tamarack, the hemlock, the spruce, the pine, the birch. My names are many, but my soul is one. Will you not today promise to love and protect me in order that I may continue my age-long service to mankind? I, the Spirit of the Trees, bid you welcome.

(All speak in unison after Spirit of True Camper)

We bow to thee, O Spirit of this Winter Camp and to all these Spirits of the Woods.

To thy Spirit, we swear eternal faith and love, here and in lands far from here.



I am the Spirit of the Animal and Flower life of the woods. I am shy and do not love strangers but if you will find me quietly and gently, I will show you fascinating glimpses of strange and beautiful things. Enjoy me but leave me unharmed so that generations to come may enjoy me also. I, the Spirit of Living Things, bid you welcome.

(All speak in unison after Spirit of True Camper)

We bow to thee, O Spirit of this Winter Camp and to all these Spirits of the Woods.

To thy Spirit, we swear eternal faith and love, here and in lands far from here.



I am the Spirit of the Waters. Unlike the trees, who are rooted to this soil, I do not stay too long in one place. I kiss the shores, linger a moment to hear your laughter and song and then speed on my way to the ocean, bringing pleasure to all in my travels. Do not pollute my waters, but leave them crystal-clear for those who shall come after you. I, the Spirit of the Waters, bid you welcome.

(All speak in unison after Spirit of True Camper)

We bow to thee, O Spirit of this Winter Camp and to all these Spirits of the Woods.

To thy Spirit, we swear eternal faith and love, here and in lands far from here.



I am the Spirit of the Campfire. I hide myself in the limbs and stumps of trees. I do not come forward, until you set me free with the glowing match. I crackle and dance before you. I cook your food for you when you are hungry, dry you when you are wet, warm you when you are cold, protect you as you sleep and become the centre of laughter as you crowd around me for song and story. I, the Spirit of the Campfire, bid you welcome.

(All speak in unison after Spirit of True Camper)

We bow to thee, O Spirit of this Winter Camp and to all these Spirits of the Woods.

To thy Spirit, we swear eternal faith and love, here and in lands far from here.



I am the Spirit of the True Camper - the Spirit of this Winter Camp, the lover of the beautiful in nature, reader of her secrets that I may share her great soul. Welcome to the special circle of Winter Camp.

(All speak in unison now)

We bow to thee, O Spirit of this Winter Camp and to all these Spirits of the Woods.

To thy Spirit, we swear eternal faith and love, here and in lands far from here.



Fire’s Burning – Broughton Island NWT, version in Roman Orthography






Ikumaajuq Ikumaajuq

Fire’s buring

E’ koo ma yook (rhymes with look)

I is pronounced e

Qaigitsi Qaigitsi


K(eye) geet see

U is pronounced oo

Qaumaajuq Qaumaajuq

In the light

Cow ma yook

A is pronounced a



Ing e’ cow tea geet ta




Tall Trees – 4 part round – Bev Dickson


Tall trees that reach the sky,

Mountains and lakes nearby,

Draw near my friends,

Come sing my friends,

Our campfire time is nigh.



Walk Around – Marion Kay


Rivers that sparkle and rush along free.

Forests so tall and green.

Dressed in her finery Canada fair,

None are as lucky as we.



Ahhhhhh, Walk around, look around,

Take the time to say:

How lucky I am that I live in this land

Of Canada today.


All kinds of people from far away lands

Blended into one.

Customs and cultures we’re willing to share

As true Canadians.


Pioneers suffered to settle this land;

The New World was its name.

Fairness and freedom they wanted for all,

Let’s live us to what they claim.


Miles of highway are ours to explore,

An every changing view;

Four different seasons we know and enjoy,

Whether rich we be or poor.



Wood, Stone, Feather and Bone


Wood, Stone, Feather and Bone

Rolling in the ocean guide us home.  (repeat)


Wolf and Raven, Wolf and Raven

In my soul, in my soul.  (repeat)


River, Sea, Cedar Tree

Howlin’ in the wind gonna set us free.  (repeat)


Eagle and Salmon, Eagle and Salmon

In my soul, in my soul.  (repeat)



Listen to the Earth – 4 part round – Dorothy Lind


Listen to the Earth; it’s singing to me.

Hear all nature’s harmony.

Waterfalls and raindrops, wind and sea

Sing the song of the Earth to me.



I Like the Flowers (4-Part Round) 


I like the flowers, I love the daffodils,

I like the mountains, I love the rolling hills

I like the fireside, when all the lights are low,


Boom-ti-ar-a, Boom-ti-ar-a, Boom-ti-ar-a, Boom



Like the Eagle – Brandis Purcell


Born in the mountains, the wind blowing free;

Given by nature the wisdom to see,

Power to heal, and the strength to command;

Child of our native land.



Like the eagle, be strong,

Like the eagle, see far,

Like the eagle live long.

When we come together in harmony,

Like the eagle, we’ll be strong and free.       


Circling and wheeling and climbing the sky;

Looking at life with a far seeing eye,

Searching and seeking and finding it there;

Spirit of Earth and Air.


One sky above us and one earth below;

Life all around us in things that we know.

Nothing to shadow the light of the sun;

Everywhere, we are one.



Okki-tokki-unga – Prof. R. Williamson



Okki-tokki-unga, Okki-tokki-unga,

Hey, Missa Day, Missa Doh, Missa Day,

Okki-tokki-unga, Okki-tokki-unga,

Hey, Missa Day, Missa Doh, Missa Day



Hexa cola misha wani

Hexa cola misha wani

Hexa cola misha wani



A brisk paddle to seek prey.


Verse 1:  Scan horizon for bear (walrus, etc.) with first right,

then left, they right hands shading eyes.

After last line, spot quarry and cry, “Ah!”



Paddle quickly towards animal.


Verse 2:  Take careful aim at the moving target with your

bow, spear or gun and shoot at the end of each line (with the appropriate noise:  twang, whiz, bang).



Paddle quickly to collect bounty.


Verse 3:  Drag the animal towards the kayak, ending each line with a heave and a grunt.



Paddle slowly (kayak is heavy laden!).


Verse 4:  Wave joyfully to friends on shore, pointing down to

the bear after each wave.  On final line, stand up to wave and end the verse with a mighty “Splash!”  (Serves you right for standing up in a boat, especially a kayak!)



Swim (overhand crawl) to shore.


Verse 5:  Wrap your arms around yourself and shiver out the             words, getting more and more nasal until the final note of the chorus which ends with “Ikkii!”  (It’s cold!).



Forty Years on An Iceberg - This is a repeat after me song!


Forty years on an iceberg (hold up 4 fingers)
Rolling along with the tide (roll hands and wrists over each other ending with one hand and one foot forward – almost like a skaters pose)
Nothing to wear but pajamas, (slide hands up body from toes to head)
Nothing to do but slide (slide hands down body from head to toes)
The wind was getting colder, (shiver, arms around body)
Jack Frost began to bite (smack hands together like a crocodile)
I think I’ll have to hug # polar bears
To keep me warm tonight! (Hug the number of friends that was indicated in the song – the leader of the song picks the number each time)



Patrol Raps:    Earth and Wind



Land of the Silver Birch – Canadian


Land of the silver birch,

Home of the beaver,

Where still the mighty moose

Wanders at will.



Blue lake and rocky shore

I will return once more

Boom-diddy-ah-da, Boom-diddy-ah-da,

Boom-diddy-ah-da, bo-oo-oom


My heart is sick for thee,

Here in the lowlands,

I will return to thee,

Hills of the north.


Swift as a silver fish,

Canoe of birch bark,

By mighty waterways

Carry me forth.


There where the blue lake lies

Iıll set my wigwam

Close to the waterıs edge,

Silent and still.



Canoe Song – 2 part round


My paddle’s keen and bright, Flashing with silver.

Follow the wild goose flight, Dip, dip and swing.

Dip, dip and swing her back, Flashing with silver.

Swift as the wild goose flies, Dip, dip and swing.



Patrol Raps:    Fire and Rain



The Rain Song – Navajo Indian


Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah


Conish, conish par lo shay chic a bin chic a bin pah ko kay

Conish, conish par lo shay chic a bin chic a bin pah ko kay



Iroquois Lullaby


Ho, ho, wa ta nay,

Ho, ho, wa ta nay,

Ho, ho, wa ta nay,

Ki yo ken a, ki yo ke na



The Birds of Many Songs - A Navaho Legend


A Participative Story

Divide the group into six smaller groups and assign each group one of the words listed below. Read the story. After each of the words is read pause for the group to make the appropriate response.



"Coo, Coo"


"Screech, Screech"


"Caw, Caw"


"Whoo, Whoo"


"Beep, Beep"


"Tweet, Tweet"


All the birds together.

Long ago, when the world was new, all the birds, the DOVE___, the EAGLE___, the CROW___, the OWL___, and the ROADRUNNER___, had brightly coloured feathers. When they spread their wings against the cloudless sky, they were like rainbows. When they made their nests on the ground, they were like a carpet of flowers.

One bird, however, the GREY BIRD___, was not so beautiful. He had been asleep, hidden in the branches of the trees, when the colourful feathers were given to the other birds. The GREY BIRD___ woke up to find that he alone had a coat of dull, drab grey. It made him very sad.

The wind spirit was sorry to see that the GREY BIRD___ had been missed. To make up for this mistake, the Wind Spirit gave him a magic necklace to wear. Each bead of the necklace was for a different song. The GREY BIRD___ tried the beads, one after the other, and was pleased to hear the music that filled the air.

Soon the DOVE___ and the EAGLE___ stopped admiring their reflections in the rivers and streams and hurried to listen. The CROW___, the OWL___ and the ROADRUNNER___ tried to sing too, but the only sound that came from their throats was an ugly, rasping noise. The creatures of the woods covered their ears and ran far from the noise as they could.
"Share your song beads with us," the EAGLE___ and the CROW___ begged. "You have more than you will ever use."

The plain GREY BIRD___ did not want to be selfish. He wanted the others to think well of him. So he gave a bead to the DOVE___, the ROADRUNNER___ and the CROW___ when they each asked for one. Before he realized what he had done, the GREY BIRD___ had given away every bead on his necklace.

Now he had no songs and no bright feathers either. Once again, he was sad. The GREY BIRD___ hid his head under his wing.

The other birds noticed his silence and stopped their singing. "What can we do to help him?" the CROW___ asked the OWL___.

"We must give him back his beads," said the ROADRUNNER___.

"Oh, no!" protested the DOVE___, who was especially proud of her own sweet melody. The rest of the birds agreed with her.

"Well, if you are not willing to do that, then each of us should share a small part of our beads with him," the EAGLE___ insisted.

So that is what they did. THE GREY BIRD___ put together all the pieces they gave him and made another necklace for himself. Now he could sing a little bit of the DOVE'S___, the EAGLE'S___, the CROW'S___, the ROADRUNNER’S, and the OWL'S___ songs. And that is why he is called the MOCKING BIRD___.



Kum-by-ya (3-Part Song)


Part 1 

Kum-by ya, my Lord Kum-by-a.


Part 2 

Kum-by-a, Kum-by-a


Part 3 

Somebody’s crying, Lord.  Kum-by-ya

Somebody’s crying, Lord.  Kum-by-ya


Everyone:  Singing rain, wind, fire, Lord.  Kum-by-ya.           


Somebody’s praying …..

Somebody’s singing …..

Somebody’s caring …..



Evensong – E. M. Ruttle


When the shadows softly gather

E’er we close our eyes in sleep

We would thank thee Holy Father,

For Thy keep.


Keep our loved ones free from sorrow,

Be Thou ever close beside.

Help us plan the game tomorrow

As Thy Guides.









Day is done, Gone the sun,

From the lake, from the hills, from the sky.

All is well.  Safely rest.

God is nigh.    



Wood, stone, feather and bone
Rolling in the ocean guide us home.
In my soul, in my soul!