 I got the ma, I can't even remember what the meal was and I do a welcome song to start off. I'm not speaking of, we don't need to be, don't make a meal. It's not great to talk about Dustin, Dustin Brass, really admiring for doing this. Thank you Dustin for orchestrating this and playing this. The mask of our man to what I'm really thankful for inviting me. So everybody say meal as in, and that means, what does that mean? It's beautiful, yeah? Oh yeah, even Donny knows all this. Must have heard my song somewhere. A semina, again. A semina, again. That's what it means, again. Epe tako dek. Epe tako dek. Someone has arrived. A komaga, my relation, that's right. I don't want a komaga, I don't want a relation, my family member, my enemy. No. I don't even know what I don't want having to do it, right? We're all one family, right? Ota oma. Here on this Kitaskino, our land. Kitaskino. Don't make sure that's what it is. It's deliberate why it's arranged that way. What do you want? You don't want them. Hey, come up, up there somewhere. Hey, make up mohtia, no mohtia. White horse, north Yukon Territories. Make up mohtia. You need to say exactly mohtia, just, you know. It's the one that took the gohtia and the atzamo. So I was walking up and down this valley. You need to arrive at this storytelling tent. Hey, come on, come on, no mohtia. That's what it's going to be, the gohtima guy. It was arriving word by word. Be wasen, be wasen. Hey, come on, make some mohtia. Ah, say meen, ah, say meen. These words are coming in mohtia. By the end of the day, kakion gamonungo, that's what it is called, you know. Kapihtaman, I heard all these words at the end of the day. Tantungoyan. All right, Joseph Natalho, all the way from Saskatchewan, he's going to tell a short story. And maybe sing us a Tantungoyan. There was only a handful of people. It was before the major event in the evening, they had a little story, telling venues. I said, no, I'm not going to sing. I said, I want to sing first. Before I start my story, I'm going to sing a Tantungoyan. I'm going to sing. I'm going to sing. This was a time when I visited with this mohtia, a school, this white lady, this old dinosaur and her daughter. They were going to go to the market, and they had been assaulted by the man. They were not being murdered by the man. They were assaulted. It was in that place, that context, this song came. They were going to go to the market, they were going to meet the Lord. They were going to go to the market. So I was given this song to sing to people. So I kept singing. So I opened up the song, opened up my session, and I was singing. I was singing. I was singing. I was singing. I was singing. I was singing. I'll have to sing another song to wake you up. And so I finished that song. Stonyam would sing it about three times. It was just rough at that time. I actually simply had someone that started telling the story. I started singing. I started singing. I started singing. I started singing. I started singing. I started singing. I told the Lord to wake worse. I forgot his name. He was a Babito. He had a very good beater, a mox, not beater but ... You did not sing the story by yourself, you said it in front of the quilt. You used the quilt to put on his moxas And they were knee-pulled, and that's when I switch up to stay up tonight, I was really thinking. And I'm kind of excited, hey Joe, hey Joe. He went, this never happened to me before. When he got to see his play, he went, He went to see his play, which I've used those, since I saw this little old man standing beside you. He had a big hat on, his hair was braided. He looked like he was going to do that. So I had a little trouble. He says, I never had that experience before. I said, really? Me too. I mean, I didn't know either, you know. And he went to see me. I guess his old man probably was traveling with me at that time. But we went emotional. I couldn't feel that spirit of that old man until much later. I used to see him one time. I saw him right in my face with that Mekwaka no Tei. I was just looking at him. He wasn't looking at me. He was looking at me. He was just looking at me. I looked at him and looked at him. I don't know his name, but I'm glad he was there. He must have helped me get that song, give me that song. So let's sing it together. And if you get a chance, sing it wherever you go. This is a welcome song, and it's a greeting song. Do you mean when you go home and somebody's coming? May I sing? May I sing? I can't get more similar, and you just sing to them. I think it's beautiful. We forgot that, you know? Because we went to these beautiful schools. They kind of tormented us for a while. But I got it. We went to do it. So let's sing together. Let's bring down his roof. This is what Donny does with the strategist. This bouches up and down. Okay, I'll use a drone, just like that old man used to do. Squats, come here. So I'll give it to you, just to sing on your own, or wherever you are. Okay, sing on your own. These are sacred stories and sacred songs. This is a fairly new one. It was back in the 1980s. I don't know if I'd have been around before that. And then I asked, good morning. You go and stay with me next door. I'll come out and give you a nice sign. I'm sure I'm up. I'll kill you, you know. Ready? May I sing? May I sing? You've been singing. I passed that song on to quite a few folks, you know. They're using it. Nikawee, my mom, gave me how I know how to come in. I don't know how to sing. I don't know how to sing. I don't know how to sing. I don't know how to sing. So when my father died, I ended it a few years back. I often wondered if my mother had a song on Nikawee. And I knew she knew the songs with my dad's songs. But I don't know how to sing. I don't know how to sing. That's the way we earn our stories. I don't know how to sing. You have to do offerings and all that. But I decided, I'll go sing. I'll make a song for my mom. She'll come and see me sing. She'll come and get me out. She can walk alone. Not really alone, but we'll get her out. So I go back and forth to sweat at my brother, Stuart Gospir. I like Stuart Gospir. I like Stuart Gospir. Stuart Gospir you give her a treat. And he bought a jammy key, so it might be here to later or tomorrow. But I go back and forth. When I go back and forth, he doesn't come around right now. When I turn off the country music or blues or whatever, I want to stick to it. I get into the traditional music. And sometimes, I might go and ask her something. Don't sing those traditional songs while you're driving, eh? You know? Sing them in the lodge. I'm just practicing a little bit. But I've heard warnings like that. He didn't come one day, so these are sacred songs. So, uh, I'm driving out there. And I'm always thinking about Kikawi no Aski, you know, mother or mother of the earth. You know, I'm thinking of my mom. She has a Mother Earth song. Go back and forth driving. Aski oma oce kiano. And these words came. Aski oma oce kiano. So, everybody. Aski oma oce kiano. Bo oce kilano. Bo oce oce kimano. So, you can take the code out. Or even the left code out even. Or in Northern Korea. Not going there. You know, in Swabia Korea. Aski awa kikawi no. Aski oma oce kiano. What does that mean? Who knows that? Shout it out. Be a warrior. That's right. The land is ours. Where do we come from? We are from the earth. And the land is our mother. Tapwe. Planetae. That's too double. Okay, so. Here we go, man. Come on. So, I started singing it. Aski oma oce kiano. Aski awa kikawi no. Aski oma oce kiano. So, that was a song. So, let's try to sing it together a few times. Aski oma oce kiano. Aski awa kikawi. Aski oma oce kiano. Sing it a little bit more straight. Aski awa kikawi. Aski oma oce kiano.