A glimpse of native European history

We lived in harmony with nature. The days were very cold, rarely the ice melted. We hunted the mammoth for their meat and skin. Their long ivory teeth made fine tent poles. When the buffaloes came, we went out for their meat. It took a very brave man to kill a sabre tooth tiger to use his teeth for daggers.
Our ancestors were always near to us and taught us the way from spirit world. Our women made beautiful pots. Each pot had it's shape and scripts. Some were for storing food, others for keeping medicines.
Then there came wild men from the east. These new people were wild men on horses, attacking us with their warrior axes made of stone. They killed many of us, took our women and changed the peaceful ways of our elders. Later nobody knew anymore better than that these invaders were part of the land. Now they are even called the ancestors or our children. For us, they came as enemies.
Later other tribes came from the east and from the south. From many i don't know their names. The Romans came and controlled everything for long time. The Franks in the spirit of the Romans, white people with wild beards from the north ravaged the land (how afraid we were, they kept coming back), the Spanish in the spirit of the Romans, the French in the spirit of the Romans, not long ago invaders from the east in the spirit of the Romans and in the spirit of the horse riders with stone axes.
So many more have come. Many of our enemies were invited by their friends, who were not always our friends, but who lived with us or became our husbands and wives and later our own children. It's all very confusing. You don't know anymore who is who. On earth, our story is not really known. It's only known to the eldest ancestors, the earliest natives of these lands.
Our pains are very, very old. I don't know of years anymore, were they thousands or were they hundreds. You don't count time from where this story is told. But our tears do count, even they are countless. We still remember the old days and do still honor many of our old traditions. Today's people don't understand anymore. They have become used to live with the enemies. Even we ourselves had to accept them as our daily neighbors, though very often it was still war.

When year-thousands pass by, everything changes. Only our desires are still there and our hopes that the good days of the past will return one day.
May 15, 2006