When you begin reenacting, it’s useful, even essential, to think about who, where and when you are. This is my portrayal:
My name is Kowakuce (Wildcat) – a name I earned. Some of our Tsalagi (Cherokee) brothers have named me Gv-hi Di-hi, or Wildcat killer. There is, as always, a story behind that. Please forgive me if I cannot spell the Tsalagi words well. I only know a few words of their language.
I live in a town called Amohkali, or Aumucculle, one of towns that are of the Chiaha talva and go to Chiaha for Green Corn. When I was young, the people moved west to the Chattahoochee, away from the English, because the English were angry at all the people after the Yamassee rose up and tried to drive them out. As our people have prospered, a few families have moved farther east to good bottomland along the Thronateska, Aumuccalle, and Kinchafoonee.
In my town, I am one of those that people ask to make bows and arrows, though fewer of the people use these now that guns and powder are easy to trade for. A friend, who is a half-Choctaw blacksmith, has taught me a little about how to work iron and steel, so I do some work for our town to repair broken things or make new ones.
My wife and mother’s clans have good hunting grounds that the Georgians have not tried to settle on, so we do not have to travel far to do our hunting for the winter. We are able to trade many deer hides to the English and the few French traders who come to our town, or when we travel to Savannah, Augusta, or the French fort at the Alibamoe towns.As a young man, I fought alongside Oglethorpe against the Spanish, but Oglethorpe is gone, and the Carolina and Georgia governors do not respect our people as he did. Or town stayed neutral for the most part when the British and French tried to get us to fight, but now, while the colonists are rebelling, I am helping our friends Stuart and Brown whenever possible.