Section 2.6 Heiltsuk - HAULAɫAS - HÁUSA DU GLW̓A
Written by: Veselin Jungic and Mark MacLean Illustrated by: Simon Roy Heiltsuk translation by: Constance Tallio and Evelyn Windsor
Háixƛalapsis hay̓ṇ́x̌s pxlas k̓vqḷá, gi h̓auá k̓ík̓x̌vnc̓s lá h̓ámɫa la w̓a'ámpax̌i.
It's a nice spring sunny day, and they ran down to play in the water.
'Hákq̓aṃ̓ás duqvlasusi wáli q̓áyax̌'aidailas h̓áluɫts h̓áml̓íní, Gi h̓auá q̓ay̓ax̌'ait 'Qaikasas klxsm qn h̓ágvaƛiay̓alanás t̓ísm gila c̓x̌'áitsi la w̓a'ampax̌i.
Everything they see sparks a new game, and Small Number's friend Big Circle suggests they see who can make a stone skip the farthest on the surface of the water.
Hál̓akaiq̓a' áuɫ'aƛḷa wi'ísmáx̌i n̓ax̌vi msḷá qn x̌vísgílís t̓ísm hiáǧlmsi yíáqɫgiláy̓asi paɫtus glɫtúxst̓uxvs tism.
The boys learned if they want their stones to go far, they had to use a flat oval shape stone.


Yiálaglis Háuláɫas Háusḷá x̌víx̌vsgílá líta t̓ísmáts h̓áikuáy̓u.
Small Number walked far looking for the rock that will win.
Tuá laglisi la k̓ítṃ́isax̌i gi h̓auá q̓áq̓nx̌ṇála m̓núxvs m̓ás. Kíx̌c̓u xvák̓vná guɫdia t̓áy̓álá la k̓ít̓ṃáx̌i.
He was walking in the grassy area and he kicked into something, and fell head first into an old canoe hidden in the grass.


λaxλuis wi'íṃáx̌i la w̓uistayas xvákvṇáyax̌i. 'Pakaxdax̌vu wuwakiax̌six̌s xvákvṇáyax̌v.
The boys were standing around the canoe. They were touching the sides of the canoe.
ǧaialaxst̓uxv'ila q̓áikast̓uxv.
It looks old and looks big to them.
Gi h̓auá haúmá Háuláɫas Háusḷá, Gṇ́acáukvix̌ndilic 'ƛíƛuw̓lstuá lay̓acx̌v x̌sílásu?
Small Number asks, “How many generations ago was it built?”


Gṇ́caukvi dítgváṇm xvutiy̓aus qn haiɫx̌v láx̌v 'quik n̓ix kl̓xsm.
“How many people do you think will fit in there?”, asked Big Circle.
'ƛ̓lístaq̓am wi'ísmáx̌v h̓áml̓ínáy̓asi.
The boys forgot the game they had been playing.

'Kíx̌vla Haulaɫas háusḷá láin̓akv, La la'asas ǧaǧṃpasi k̓iálagiɫ wusǧmiy̓as q̓áikaska'áuás ɫúq̓va.
Small number ran home, at the place where Grandpa was carving the surface of a huge (wooden) dish.
Gi h̓auá h̓átḷá, Gi h̓auá t̓ix̌sísta dúx̌v'it.
And he shouted, and he looked up
Dúqvḷái h̓áxváyá la w̓úgvíwáyas háuláɫas háusḷá.
He saw the bruise on Small Number's forehead.
'Wíx'ítxdas nix ǧáǧmá háum.
“What happened?” asked Grandpa.





Mnúkvis ǧánúɫ h̓ábas laxstasaiɫay̓asi qn k̓aɫ'it x̌sílíx̌sdnugva du 'cuw̓áx̌sigila ǧviála qs h̓áiámbiɫgvaiɫdia.
One evening before going to sleep, Small Number thought, “I'd like to build a canoe and totem poles just like my ancestors”.
Háumáƛṇugva ǧáǧmá ɫansƛats gncaukv w̓íw̓aq̓váyaci h̓aumpasi, ma'alukv, yúdúkv, múkv, sk̓aukv, dun̓ax̌vi q̓áinám.
“I will ask my grandfather tomorrow how many brothers his father had, two, three, four, five or more.”
'Mási xvútagiɫts háuláɫ'uas háusḷá qits ma'áluxv, yúdúxv, múxv, sk̓a̓úxv ǧáǧasl̓ayats ǧáǧmpasi.
Question: Why did Small Number think his great grandpa had two, three, four, five great grandparents?
