Yareli and The Dynamite Girls

Our country was founded on religious principles, which were given to us by the Hebrews! Early on, Moses led the people from Egypt and gave them the laws to follow. God kept them protected with a column of fire each night that stretched far into the sky! No other nation would dare to draw near them, for they feared the column of fire. God led them to the 'Promised Lands' when they reached the banks of the Jordan River, forty years later, this was where the pillar of fire went out! But the spirit of the fire burned in the hearts of the girls, as they were cast out of their homes and separated from their families. This is the story is told by the Hebrew girl who traveled our country in the eighteen hundreds. She was given the name of “Yareli” She was protected by a column of fire, and this was her Sister Numees, she was Arapaho and she was the leader like Joshua was, and they battled their way to the promised lands. During their journey they battled with evil, and this was where they found 'Rebekah' This was a dynamic group of girls that had discovered the miracle of 'Dynamite' thus the name of the “Dynamite Girls” Yareli, who is the Hebrew girl, tells you the story of their travels. Her name Yareli comes from her Sister, in Arapaho, or 'Algonquian' it means “Water Lady” She kept the other two girls tempers cooled with the 'Mikvah' or the 'Sacred Water'.
This story was told to me by my Grandmother, who came to the west in the eighteen hundreds. She lived to be near a hundred years old, and her eyes were clear and bright as the sun, right to the end of her life. She and my Grandfather are buried at 'Myers Falls' in Washington State, which is called 'Kettle Falls' now since the building of the Coulee Dam. My Grandmother was named 'Annie' and she was very special to me. She saved my life when I was around nine years old, and this is where her stories began. She had a talent for telling a tale; with her eyes she made me feel her spirit, she still lives in my Soul to this day. I still feel her Love wrap around me whenever I think of her. She is the force behind the story of Yareli. Grandmother would be furious when she spoke of antisemitism, because Yareli was Jewish! Grandmother loved all the people around her and kept them gathered together with her Faith. She never passed judgment on anyone because of the color of their skin. She adopted two NezPierce women who taught her of 'Healing' She lived near the Wild Horse trail on a homestead back in those days, and she was the closest thing to a doctor at that time, because Colville was way back down the trail. She was special to everyone that met her. I still feel her Spirit moving with my blood, as I write my stories for Annie, so her Spirit is never forgotten.