Hyacinth Wilson, Apache burden basket weaver told me a beautiful story about the Apache Burden Basket. As she was displaying her beautifully made basket, she said “ My mother told me when you weave the bottom it is molding the childhood, the side is the teenage life blossoming, the top ring is adult life holding your life together, the wrapping of the top is old life wrapping up and the jingle is the harmony or melody of the life.”
When I hear such a beautiful story I think of the Korean poem I cherish.
The poem is for young girls to recite when they embroider something.
While I was running the sky
I dig out a tree without root
It was planted at my garden
One branch produced a sun
One branch produced a moon
One branch produced stars
Took the sun to make outside
Took the moon to lay inside
Took the stars to embroider
Sew rainbow around it
Make string with double rainbow
A precious bag I have made
Hung the precious bag on the wall
Think about friend and look at the precious bag
I don’t want to give that precious bag to my friend.
What she made is so precious and pretty to give away but I want to think she gave away eventually. Because my mother may have given the precious one.
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