{Pay attention to|Tune in to} the arousing heart-pounding {defeat|do better than|whip} of the drums, {right now|today|nowadays} queue the reverberation of haunting falsetto singers that echo along the shore line of the grand {water|lake|riv}. It's Pow-Wow time {upon|about|in} the Six Nations {book|hold|preserve} in Ontario. Bordering the towns of Caledonia, Hagersville, and Brant county, the rich cultural heritage {custom|traditions} of these First {Countries|Nations around the world|International locations} people, known as Haudenosaunee, host an {twelve-monthly|gross annual} {remarkable|amazing|incredible} event featuring over {four hundred|4 hundred|500} lively dancers, singers, {ratings|results} of traditional crafters, and over 30 unique {meals|foodstuff} vendors.
Although not {my personal|my own} area, I had a distinct yet unique {possibility to} live within and {amongst|between} a very deeply engrained culture rich with {custom|traditions} and folklore. My {coach was|advisor was|instructor was} my father-in-law, George Beaver - a very well respected educator on the Six Nations reserve and author of First {Countries|Nations around the world|International locations} books and native contest plays, he once {informed|advised} me that you {are not able to|are unable to|simply cannot} {view the|start to see the|begin to see the} wind but you can see and {listen to|notice} what it does; just like the drumbeat of a heart, rhythm is about us. The eyes and ears of your {center|cardiovascular|cardiovascular system} catch the waves of sound that surround all of us to comfort or {give us a call} into action; dance. {From your|Through the|In the} snows of the Arctic, down across the {huge|great} shifting landscape of the East to the Southwest forests, First Nations musical technology traditions express lessons {in every area of your life|is obviously|anytime} and represent not {1|a single|one particular} entity but various sound-scapes from Region to {Area|Location|Place} and Nation to {Country|Region|Land}.
