Teresa, That is so funny. Here is my skull story. We were on a Navaho
(Dineh) reservation for a month and had driven to town, Pinion to get
groceries, I spotted some horse skulls along the side of the road and noted
where they were, but we did not have time to pick them up. A couple days
later my husband and another missionary were heading that direction with a
Dineh pastor and his wife in a van behind them. I asked my husband to pick
the skulls up. He would look out the window of the van while Nick drove and
would yell stop when he saw a skull. He would run out and pick it up and
did this 3 times, The 3rd stop took some time to get the skull free and the
Dineh pastor stopped and pulled over behind them and asked if they were
having car trouble, Nick said no we are picking up horse skulls for Renee.
The Dineh pastor told me later I am a strange white woman. I told him it was
because I'm an art teacher. The Dineh do not like dead things.
Renee in South Dakota
From: Tsheffey@aol.com [mailto:Tsheffey@aol.com]
Sent: Tuesday, October 02, 2001 9:28 PM
To: ArtsEdNet Talk
Subject: Re: skull cleaning
I have a funny story about cleaning cowskulls. One year, I had a scavenger
hunt and the kids brought stuff from home in. Cow skulls were worth 100
points. I lived in VA at the time and I got about 10 of them. Some still had
flesh and hair. It was so gross. I soaked them for days in bleach water and
then scrubbed the stuff off. I wanted to dry them out good and it was winter
so I did a really really dumb thing. I put them in the kiln and turned the
kiln on low. All the marrow came out of the bones and the whole room smelled
horrible. I got so sick to my stomach that I couldnt eat meat for two or
three month. I ended up throwing alot of them away.
Later, one of the science teachers told me that it was not safe nor sanitary
to touch them. I have not done that since.
Teresa (now in El Paso) ---