Manataka American Indian Council







1.     How much white are you?

2.     I am part white myself, you know.

3.     I learned your peoples ways in the Boy Scouts.

4.     My great-great grandmother was a full-blood white 


5.     Funny, you do not look white.

6.     Where is your powered wig and knickers?

7.     Do you live in a covered wagon?

8.     What is the meaning behind the square dance?

9.     What is your feeling about river boat casinos?  Do

        casinos help your people, or are they a short-term fix?

10.   Hey, can I take your picture?




1.    Dang, it's gonna rain and I just waxed my car.

2.    No, I don't feel like going snagging tonight.

3.    You can't feed that to the dog!

4.    No thanks we're vegetarians.

5.    No thanks I don't want any fry bread.

6.    Do you think my hair is too long?

7.    Trim the fat off that steak.

8.    The tires on that truck are too big.

9.    Yes officer, I have my license, registration and insurance 

        right here.

10.  Commodities? What's that?


Do you know what the mamma buffalo said to her son as he was leaving?

Bye Son.

Do you know what the old Indian man said when his puppy ran off a cliff?


INDIANS - 10      CARDINALS - 0       

About a century or two ago, the Pope decided that all the Indians had to leave Italy.  Naturally there was a big uproar from the Indian community.  So the Pope made a deal. He would have a debate with a member of the Indian community. If the Indian won, the Indians could stay.  If the Pope won, the Indians would leave.  The Indians realized that they had no choice.  So they picked a middle aged man named Santu to represent them.  Santu asked for one addition to the debate. To make it more interesting, neither side would be allowed to talk.  The Pope agreed.

The day of the great debate came.  Santu and the Pope sat opposite each other for a full minute before the Pope raised his hand and showed three fingers, Santu looked back at him and raised one finger.

The Pope waved his fingers in a circle around his head. Santu pointed to the ground where he sat.  The Pope pulled out a wafer and a glass of wine.  Santu pulled out an apple.

The Pope stood up and said, "I give up.  This man is too good.  The Indians can stay."

An hour later, the cardinals were all around the Pope asking him what had happened.  The Pope said, "First I held up three fingers to represent the trinity.  He responded by holding up one finger to remind me that there was still one God common to all religions.  Then I waved my finger around me to show him that God was all around us.  He responded by pointing to the ground and showing that God was also right here with us.  I pulled out the wine and wafer to show that God absolves us from our sins.  He pulled out an apple to say there is no such thing as original sin.  He had an answer for everything.  What could I do?

Meanwhile, the Indian community had crowded around Santu.  "What happened?" they asked.  "Well" said Santu , "First he said to me that the Indians had three days to get out of here.  I told him that not one of us was leaving.  Then he told me that this whole city would be cleared of Indians.  I let him know that we were staying right here."

"Yes, yes,.. and then???" asked the crowd.

"I don't know", said Santu , "He took out his lunch, and I took out mine!"


First grade teacher explains to her class that she is an American. She asks her students to raise their hands if they were American too.

Not really knowing why but wanting to be like their teacher, their hands explode into the air like flashy fireworks.

There is, however, one exception. A girl named Gita has not gone along with the crowd.  

The teacher asks her why she has decided to be different.   

"Because I am not an American." replied Gita.  

"Then", asks the teacher, "What are you?"  

"I'm a proud Indian," boasts the little girl. 

The teacher is a little perturbed now, her face slightly red.  

She asks Gita why she is an Indian.  

"Well, my mom and dad are Indians, so I'm an Indian too."  

The teacher is now angry . "That's no reason", she says loudly "if your mom was an idiot, and your dad was an idiot, what would you be then?"  

A pause, and a smile. "Then" says Gita, "I'd be an American."