Showing posts with label culture. Show all posts
Showing posts with label culture. Show all posts

Sunday, July 17, 2011

Craig, AK... a Visit with the Grandma

Wow. As I wrote in May, this summer was to be an Alaskan summer... and, I am happy to say, that it is has been! I have just returned from Southeast, Alaska... Prince of Wales Island, to be exact. What an incredibly beautiful place! I have been to Juneau (our state's capitol) twice, just in the past couple of years, but this was my first time to Prince of Wales (aka POW, which consists of Coffman Cove, Craig, Hollis, Hydaburg, Kasaan, Klawock, Naukati Bay, Point Baker, Port Protection, Port St. Nicholas, Thorne Bay, Waterfall, and Whale Pass).

Rosey and I on the ferry to Ketchikan from the airport!

Alaska's first city... Ketchikan! We got lucky and had nothing but sunshine there!

You can't see here, but we saw humpback whales on our ferry ride to Prince of Wales Island!

Great Grandpa Nelson (1/2 Haida, 1/2 Swedish) is the fifth guy from the left, second guy from the right. This photo was on a wall at Ruth Ann's bar.

The Hughes family! I used to work with them in Chevak and their daughter was in my first group there :)

One of Dorothy Nayamin's dolls from Chevak sitting next to a SE piece that my grandma is making me!

On the Totem Trail in Kasaan. Beautiful!

I had to have seen at least 4 or 5 deer over my stay on POW.

An untouched, traditional Longhouse!

They are much larger than today's replicas!

Kasaan with grandma


As I have written before, my dad was part Haida. He was born in Wrangell, but spent some of his years in Craig. My dad's mom is not Haida, but lived in Craig from the time she was 5 until she was 16, as her dad was a logger. I don't have all the exacts, as I am just learning more and more... but, basically, my dad had lived in Craig with my grandma at some point in his youth and really enjoyed it. After my dad passed away (2005), my grandma decided to move back to Craig (2008) where she has many friends and family and the beauty is beyond majestic.

In the Cup'ik community where I teach, we are always teaching the children to honor and respect their elders, to learn their cultural roots, etc. Grandma is now 71 and I had a strong desire to visit her in SE, AK this summer. It almost didn't happen, but I am sooo thankful it did. I was also blessed to be able to visit a family in Kasaan that I used to work with (and I was also their daughter's teacher) in Chevak my first year! To top all of that off, there was a girl on my flight-- the "milk run" (ANC-JUN-SIT-KET)-- whom I met in Chevak a couple of years ago! As awesome as fate is, Rosey was heading to Craig for work!

Just a skeleton one of the kiddos found me on the beach in Kasaan :)

Totem Pole

Great Grandpa Nelson's grave. Xuuts Digwiyaas. Jan. 6, 1912- Sept. 19, 1996


As one of the kiddos said, it's a bit like the Jurassic Park setting on this island :)

View near my grandma's apartment


Ketchikan... Creek Street area

Playing dress-up at Dolly's House! Fun, fun, fun!

Ah, the history!
Needless to say, I believe this trip was meant to be, had to be, and I am beyond thankful that it happened. On so many different levels, the stars were aligned. I now know way more about my Haida/Nelson heritage on my dad's side (even visited my great grandpa Nelson's grave), I got to see the beautiful little town that my grandma and dad love so much, I got to visit with former colleagues and a former student whom I adore, and I got to know a really cool gal. This trip will always be treasured dearly. Thank you, Southeast, for the hospitality! You'll never know just how much it meant <3

*Fun note, Holly Madison lived in Craig from ages 2-11 :) On one of the Girls Next Door episodes, her and the other two girls made a visit! Hope you have enjoyed my journey to SE!

Tuesday, April 5, 2011

Teaching in Rural Alaska: Part 6

Alrighty, it's that time of year for job fairs! There is a Graduation Song that offers some advice to high school graduates... as I type I can't help but think that prospective employees of rural Alaska need an advice song, as well...

1) Flexibility is the name of the game. The weather can change your travel plans. It can change whether or not you have visitors, mail, or food. It can be the deciding factor as to whether or not we get to participate in sports. It can determine whether or not you have properly working plumbing... don't be fooled though... it is a rare day this Alaskan school has a "snow day." In fact, we have had more sewer/plumbing days than snow days since I have been in VAK. Once you are here, you will realize that an attitude of flexibility is an essential part of teaching in rural Alaska in general, otherwise... you will drive yourself nuts and there is a guarantee you won't last out here, or you will just be miserable. PS If you are miserable in rural Alaska because it is not for you... leave (after you have finished your contract time, of course ;)! Life is too short not to be happy and the communities in rural Alaska deserve teachers who want to be where they are teaching ;)

2) Cultural Sensitivity/Awareness is key. If you have any experience traveling abroad or working in cross-cultural education, this would serve you well for teaching in rural Alaska (though it is not a must). There is a huge focus on the local community and its culture. Not all villages are the same... here in Chevak, we focus on the yuraqing (Eskimo dancing), subsistence seasons (moose/seal/bird hunting, berry gathering, egg collecting, etc), Cup'ik language and more... come with an interest to learn about the local culture! :)

3) The school is a focal point of the community. There is no playground other than the school playground. There is no main community gathering building or rec center, other than the school. Often the school building is used for school nights, yuraqing (Eskimo dancing), potlucks/potlatches, basketball tournaments (school and community games), and community meetings. The school in many ways belongs to the community, though some would debate that. It really is a community gathering place.

4) Honeybuckets! Yes, yes... sometimes... a few times a year, maybe... you will be sitting your happy tushy on a five-gallon bucket (that may or may not have a lid, depending on your purchase) and you will be using this as your toilet :) If you are like me, you will be unprepared and have to use a Clorox wipes container at first... hey, it works! The local store does sell these 5 gallon buckets with lids... if they are in stock. Otherwise, plan on bringing one. Typically, we only go on honey buckets when the weather gets so cold and the plumbing is no longer functioning properly. If the school plumbing is not working properly, then that is when we have sewer/plumbing days and school is canceled, or children are sent home if they were already at school.

5) Relationships are key to all that you do. In all that we do in life, building relationships increases trust and a deeper understanding of the person you are investing in. There are many wonderful people to get to know in Chevak, but it takes investment. Don't be a triangle teacher (school, post office, teacher housing)! If you come to Chevak and you only go to the school and the post office and then back to your housing every day... you will be missing out on a great deal, and your impact here just won't be what it could be. There is much to learn and experience, but you have to want it. And, sometimes you just have to be willing to ask (invite yourself).

If you can make a commitment of at least two years to a community (assuming you gel well), this alone will be a huge impact. The first year, you will be learning the community, how things work, getting to know the students (they will be testing you), etc. Throughout the history of schooling in Chevak, many teachers have come and gone, as this is not our permanent home. Choosing to commit to a couple of years, at minimum (if you are happy and feel you are serving a purpose here), will be a huge deal.

Lastly, you must keep in mind... "You are not in Kansas anymore." :) For now, that is all I have. Please feel free to contact me regarding MY experience here in Chevak. You must remember though, your experiences in life are what you make them. I have chosen to make this my experience, and I have chosen to embrace... the good, the bad, the ugly, and the great. This is my temporary home.




Happy Trails!
Misty