Yeibichai

Sujet du devoir

Merci
il est imposé.
pour le vocabulaire sur l'archéologue, mais quand il dit "He wasn't hunting pots," Largo said. "He's a politician." je vois pas pourquoi il lui répond que c'est un politique. J'avais compris que c'était un profanateur de tombe qui enlevé des corps non ? :/
Et sinon est-ce que ce que j'ai demandé sur les personnages c'est juste ? Car j'arrive pas vraiment à cerner les personnages et ce qu'ils sont et ont fait.
merci

Où j'en suis dans mon devoir

Yeibichai
Inspector Jim Chee of the Navajo Tribal Police starts an investigation on Henry Highhawk, a white man turned Indian, who is accused of desecrating white people's graves.
From behind him in the medicine hogan, Officer Jim Chee could hear the chanting of the First Dancers as they put on their ceremonial paint. Chee was interested. He had picked a spot from which he could see through the hogan doorway and watch the personifiers preparing themselves. They were eight middle-aged men from around the Naschitti Chapter House in New Mexico [...] they had painted their right hands first, then their faces from the forehead downward, and then their bodies, making themselves ready to represent the Holy People of Navajo mythology, the yei, the powerful spirits.
This Night Chant ceremonial was one that Chee hoped to learn himself someday. Yeibachi, his people called it, naming it for Talking God, the maternal grandfather of all the spirits. The performance was nine days long and involved five complicated sand paintings and scores of songs. Learning it would take a long, long time, as would finding a hataallii willing to take him on as a student. When the time came for that, he would have to take leave from the Navajo Tribal Police. But that was somewhere in the distant future. Now his job was watching for the Flaky Man from Washington. Henry Higghawk was the name on the federal warrant.
Henry Higghawk, Captain Largo had said, handing him the folder. "Usually when they decide to turn Indian and call themselves something like Whitecloud or Squatting Bear, or Highhawk, they decide they are going Cherokees. Or some dignified tribe that everybody knows about. But this jerk had to pick Navajo.".
Chee was reading the folder. "Flight across state lines to avoid prosecution," he said. "Prosecution for what?"
"Desecration of graves," Largo said. He laughed, shook his head, genuinely amused by the irony. "Now ain't that just the ideal criminal occupation for a man who decides to declare himseld a Navajo?"
Cheed had noticed something that seemed to be even more ironic than a white grave robber declaring himself to be a Navajo- a tribe which happened to have a fierce religious aversion to corpses and everything associated with death.
"Is he a pot hunter? Chee asked. "Is the FBI actually trying to catch a pot hunter?" Digging up graves to steal pre-Columbian pottery for the collector's market had been both a federal crime and big business on the Colorado plateau for generations, and the FBI's apathy about it had been both unshakable and widely known. Chee stood in front of Largo's desk trying to imagine what would have stirred the federals from such historic and monilithic inertia.
"He wasn't hunting pots," Largo said. "He's a politician. He was digging up belagaana skeletons back East." Largo explained what Highhawk had done with th skeletons. "So not only were they white skeletons, they were Very important People belagaana skeletons.
"Oh," Chee said.
"Anyway, all you need to know about it is that [...] you find out where they are holding this Yiebaichi. [...] If he is there, bring him in. And if he is not there yet, then stick around and wait for him."