After about five years of working on the language,
all the scratches and scribbles Sequoyah had made were finally starting to look
good, and make sense. However, the
little cabin the family of seven lived in did not look so good.
Neither did their garden, or their reputation.
Since Sequoyah spent all his time inside, the town thought he was making
black magic. Utiya, however,
thought he was crazy and lazy. Sequoyah spent all his time on the language. All day, and half into the night, he would sit at the table
by the fire and scratch symbols on pieces of bark with a sharp tool.
Utiya was becoming angrier every day.
Utiya was tired of Sequoyah always working on the language instead of
taking care of the family and helping.