Today is the day I will try to hunt my first buffalo calf. I've been hunting with a bow and arrow for five years which is half of my life. I know I am finally ready to show the tribe what I can do. Some of the older boys in the tribe took me to another part of the woodlands alongside the Mississippi River because they spotted buffalos. Even though the summers get very hot I like venturing around the prairies. I hope that after today the older men will let me fight with them. If that happens, I will get to wear the war paint and then I will be strong like the other men. I want to sit in on a war council so that I can see the Peace Pipe. Economically we do not need to hunt right now, but if I hunt and kill this buffalo calf, we get to have a
