 Marshall
Cultural Atlas
This collection of student work is from
Frank Keim's classes. He has wanted to share these works for others
to use as an example of Culturally-based curriculum and documentation. These
documents have been OCR-scanned. These are available
for educational use only.
Camping With
Crystal
My summer vacation didn't turn out
the way I planned it to. Most of the summer I stayed here in
Marshall. I went on countless boat rides up and down the river. I
also spent almost half the summer sleeping after staying out
late.
Once I went camping with my
grandparents, which meant that I had to get up early with them. I had
no choice but to go and pick berries with them. I really didn't want
to go because I had nobody to hang out with. All the people who went
were too old or too young.
My sister Crystal and I left with
them on the 15th of July. My grandpa came up the beach and packed my
stuff in his boat, then a couple of minutes later we were on our way.
I was kind of angry because I needed to use the bathroom. And to make
it worse it was kind of rough on the river.
That evening we made it to where my
grandparents usually pick berries. I was very grateful because I was
tired and needed to get some sleep. We pitched our tent near a couple
of other families who were also camping. Within half an hour I fell
asleep listening to the wild animals that were making noise nearby.
At the crack of dawn my auntie Mary woke me up to have breakfast
before we went berry picking. It wasn't the usual bacon and eggs,
only crackers frosted with butter and a cup of Kool-Aid. Before we
left, though, my grandma took some things to eat for lunch and to
snack on. We checked for salmon berries on the tundra which stretched
for a couple of miles. There were hardly any berries, but I managed
to pick one whole gallon of them. I knew if I picked faster than the
others and filled the five gallon bucket I could relax in the boat
while the others were breaking their backs picking berries. By the
end of the first day of picking the bucket was half-full, thanks to
my sister Crystal. My grandparents picked quite a bit
themselves.
The day went by fast because we rode
around in the boat most of the day checking for berries. We had to
pitch the tent again because we'd have to use too much gas going back
and forth to the campsite. After the tent was pitched again my
grandma made goose soup which tasted good with the fresh bread she
made a couple of days before. When I was done eating I went out and
watched the kids play a game of tag. Soon the day turned to night and
everybody was asleep. I couldn't sleep because I was too cold, so I
cuddled up with Crystal and fell asleep.
The last day of camping was pretty
cool. We picked where there were lots of berries, and Crystal and I
filled the five gallon bucket. My grandparents filled theirs too, but
my auntie Mary picked only two and a half gallons. Maybe that was
because she was picking where there were hardly any
berries.
Towards the evening we put everything
in the boat and headed for Pilot Station. On our way out we passed a
couple of boats tbat were heading to the place where we'd camped.
They were out of luck, though, because I think we picked almost all
the berries there were on the tundra. When we got to Pilot Station I
took a shower and called a couple of my friends. I wanted to see them
after we got back from camping. They came over and made my trip
complete.
Cheryl
Hunter
Tales from
Students
Tales
from Parents and Community
Tales
from our Elders
Tales from
our School Staff
Christmastime Tales
Stories real and imaginary about Christmas, Slavik, and the New Year
Winter, 1996 |
Christmastime Tales II
Stories about Christmas, Slavik, and the New Year
Winter, 1998 |
Christmastime Tales III
Stories about Christmas, Slavik, and the New Year
Winter, 2000 |
| Summer Time Tails 1992 |
Summertime Tails II 1993 |
Summertime Tails III |
| Summertime Tails IV Fall, 1995 |
Summertime Tails V Fall, 1996 |
Summertime Tails VI Fall, 1997 |
| Summertime Tails VII Fall, 1999 |
Signs of the Times November 1996 |
Creative Stories From Creative Imaginations |
| Mustang Mind Manglers - Stories of the Far Out,
the Frightening and the Fantastic 1993 |
Yupik Gourmet - A Book of
Recipes |
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| M&M Monthly |
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| Happy Moose Hunting! September Edition 1997 |
Happy Easter! March/April 1998 |
Merry Christmas December Edition 1997 |
| Happy Valentine’s
Day! February Edition
1998 |
Happy Easter! March/April Edition 2000 |
Happy Thanksgiving Nov. Edition, 1997 |
| Happy Halloween October 1997 Edition |
Edible and Useful Plants of Scammon
Bay |
Edible Plants of Hooper Bay 1981 |
| The Flowers of Scammon Bay Alaska |
Poems of Hooper Bay |
Scammon Bay (Upward Bound Students) |
| Family Trees and the Buzzy Lord |
It takes a Village - A guide for parents May 1997 |
People in Our Community |
| Buildings and Personalities of
Marshall |
Marshall Village PROFILE |
Qigeckalleq Pellullermeng ‘A
Glimpse of the Past’ |
| Raven’s
Stories Spring 1995 |
Bird Stories from Scammon Bay |
The Sea Around Us |
| Ellamyua - The Great Weather - Stories about the
Weather Spring 1996 |
Moose Fire - Stories and Poems about Moose November,
1998 |
Bears Bees and Bald Eagles Winter 1992-1993 |
| Fish Fire and Water - Stories about fish, global warming
and the future November, 1997 |
Wolf Fire - Stories and Poems about Wolves |
Bear Fire - Stories and Poems about Bears Spring,
1992 |
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