Bury My Heart at Wounded Knee is a boring title for such an amazing book. This is the second time I've read this book. I started reading this book again just to refresh my memory, but once I started the first page I couldn't put it down. I was a freshman in high school the first time I read it, and the only reason I read it was because it was required. Now I'm six years older and I realize how tragic the story is. Especially after learning about the Native American community in Native American history class. This book is a comprehensive history of the endless Indian Wars throughout the American West, beginning in the 1860s with the displacement of the Navajo and ending in 1890 with the surrender of the remaining Sioux at Wounded Knee Creek. Say no to plagiarism. Get a tailor-made essay on "Why Violent Video Games Shouldn't Be Banned"? Get an Original Essay The author, Dee Brown, based this book largely on treaty council documents and the words of Indian leaders such as Chief Joseph, Geronimo, and Crazy Horse. This book is not simply an Indian story as some might think. Dee Brown's careful documentation and design is what sets this apart from an ordinary history book. The book covers only 30 years, from 1860 to 1890, but these are the years when the West was conquered, as they say, and the culture and civilization of the Indians was lost. The book is written from the point of view of Indians and really makes you feel bad for Indians. Sisseton's chief, Paul Mazakootemane, said: "No one who fights with the whites ever gets rich, or stays two days in the same place, but always runs away and starves." Unfortunately this is not fiction and your feelings cannot in any way alter what happened in our past. The most disgusting thought, and the one that makes me ashamed to be connected to this, is a quote from an anonymous Indian. "They made us many promises, more than I can remember, but they didn't keep them except one; they promised to take our land, and they took it." This quote is what really stuck in my mind when I finished the book. The only good that can come from tragic stories like this is the old cliché that "we can learn from our mistakes." Hindsight always exists 20/20.