Share |  The Osage Language  My childhood memory retains many
images of Old Men and Women, dressed Osage. In my memory there
are Old Men speaking to The People in our unique and ancient
language of Osage.  I remember how sometimes those Old Men would
move their Eagle Fans in order to bring life to a thought they
were expressing. There were times when they did not hold a fan.
During those times they were simply wearing a blanket, it did
not matter, they were something to see and to hear.  Those
occasions were much like occasions we have today. Occasions such
as gathering under one of the arbors, or maybe a funeral that
mourns the departure of one of our People, or a gathering to
examine a political development, or a prayer in one of the
Churches. Osages are a praying People.  Each of those wise Old
Men expressed his thoughts clearly through the beautiful cadence
and rhythm of formal Osage Oratory. It is a rare sound.   When
those Old Men had delivered their thoughts they would sometimes
translate those strong