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My native American name needs to be translated.


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13 hours ago, Caykay1972 said:

My native American name needs to be translated into Blackfeet. It's Little-bird. How do I make that happen?

Did you have a naming ceremony? If you did, the Elder would have told you how to pronounce the name. There can be various ways to say one name and because it is your spiritual name, it's important to have it right on.

If you are just looking to translate Little-bird into Blackfeet, I would suggest talking to your Elders and/or community to find it's proper spelling.

I hope this helps. Sorry I can't be of much more help. This is one of these things that are connected to your Elders. PS: they are free to access! ;) Check for Native American health centres, they can connect you if you are off reserve.

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One other suggestion, lexicon.  Each of our FN/NA languages has been translated into English, Spanish or French.  If you are simply looking to translate a word or phrase, this is usually the easiest.  Your local public library should have a lexicon for any tribal group in your area.  Some lexicons are available online.  Failing this, Blackfeet is of the Algonquian language group, so you may find a very close approximation in the Ojibwe, Cree, Mahican, Odawa, Saulteaux, Shawnee, Mi'kmaq, Powhatan or Algonquin lexicon.

In Algonquin, in direct translation, "little bird" is " pangì nòjese" (and this is specifically a female bird) pronounced "pahn-GEE now-SHE-see".  In Piegan/Pikuni/Siksika/Kainai (Blackfoot Confederacy), it should be quite similar.

Hope that helps!

Take care and be well!

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The problem is I know nothing about this topic. I tried to contact the Blackfeet community college and actually talked to a professor of the Blackfeet language and he never told me about a naming ceremony of which I would enjoy much.

I don't have much money because I am on disability, but I guess I could pay in instalments with an travel agent.

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