The land and the people were dying. The tribe danced for rain, nothing happened.
There were only a few children left. A little girl named She-Who-is-Alone, lost her family
because of the famine. She only had a doll left, witch her mother had made. The Great
Spirit said the tribe must make a burnt offering of their most valued possessions. The
people didn’t want to give up their possessions, no one, except the girl. She took
her doll to the hill, made an offering with it and spread the ashes over the hill. In the
morning there were blue flowers where she had spread them. Now the girl was called one who
"dearly loved her people". Even now the flowers bloom in the hills and valleys
of Texas.
This is a good book I like the part when the girl gave her doll. This book is sort
of sad.