Magic Tree House # 18Buffalo Before Breakfast DRA: 18 Genre: Historical Fiction Citation: Osborne, Mary P. (1999 October). Buffalo Before Breakfast. New York, NY. First Scholastic Printing.
Our World: Near and Far DRA: Genre: Informational Non-Fiction Citation: Five Ponds Press.
Many NationsAn Alphabet of Native America DRA: 20 Genre: Rhyming Story Citation: Bruchac, Joseph. 1997. Many Nations: An Alphabet of Native America. BridgeWater Books, United States.
Three Little Indians DRA: 20 Genre: Realistic Fiction Citation: Stuart, Gene. 1974. Three Little Indians. National Geographic Society, United States.
The Pueblo Indians DRA: 24 Genre:Non Fiction Citation: Ross, Pamela. 1992. The Pueblo Indians. Mankato, Minnesota, Capstone Press.
Pocahontas DRA: 18 Genre: Biography Citation: Schaefer, Lola. 2002. Pocahontas. Capstone Press, United States.
Arrow to the SunA Pueblo Indian Tale DRA: 20 Genre: Fiction, Folk Tales Citation: McDermott, Gerald. 1974. Arrow to the Sun: A Pueblo Indian Tale. The Viking Press, United States.
ItseSeluCherokee Harvest Festival DRA: 24 Genre: Realistic Fiction Citation: Pennington, Daniel. 1994. ItseSelu: Cherokee Harvest Festival. Charlesbridge Publishing, Watertown, MA.
The Legend of the Cape May Diamond DRA: 60 Genre: Fairy and Folk Tales Citation: Noble, Trinka. 2007. The Legend of the Cape May Diamond. Sleeping Bear Press, Chelsea, MI.
Poem No. 1 Genre: Poetry Citation: author unknown http://www.blackhawkproductions.com/poetrynative.htm What I am I must become What I see I must try to find What I hear I must play music to What I touch I must leave alone I turn then to all reflections of myself In trees and sacred things That nature gives to me
Indian Children Genre: Poetry Citation: http://americanindiansinchildrensliterature.blogspot.com/2011/11/indian-children-by-annette-wynne.html Indian Childrenby Annette Wynne Where we walk to school each dayIndian children used to play-All about our native land,Where the shops and houses stand.And the trees were very tall,And there were no streets at all,Not a church and not a steeple-Only woods and Indian people.Only wigwams on the ground,And at night bears prowling round-What a different place todayWhere we live and work and play!