The legend of the Indian boy . By Bailey c Olson.
By Bailey c Olson
One day little Gopher said I hate that every body is better than me at hunting. Untilone winter. The Indians ran out of food until little gopher went out to hunt he missed every thing. So he went home and practiced on a target he got one bulls eye and missed the other 32 times. Q
Then he went hunting again and shot every single buffalo in the great plains. He now he had saved the village. Then little Gopher wasn’t called little Gopher any more. Then he lived happily as ever being know as the king hunter. Then he lived happily ever after.