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.
Mystery Murder
A call came to the VPSO from one of the
townspeople reporting in a panicked voice that someone was found dead
up in Wilson Creek. When Shemmie hung up he quickly called the state
troopers, then went out and secured the area until the troopers came.
I was his sidekick and immediately started collecting information
from the people. I went around asking people if they had seen
anything strange the night before. Only one person saw something, but
he didn't want to tell me. He was afraid of telling me because he
thought he might get killed, but I finally got him to talk. He said
that he'd seen a vehicle drive off over the hill towards Russian
Mission that night in the darkness. Then he'd heard some faint gun
shots.
The mine road went off in the same direction
but curved a bit to the left as it went on. I suspected the murderer
had used this road. After I was done with my investigatiion, I went
to help Shemmie. As we covered the body with a tarp I noticed a
bullet that barely showed in one of the holes in the body. I bent
over to take it out but Shemmie stopped me and told me not to tamper
with the evidence. I looked all around the area to make sure Shemmie
had done his job correctly. I found one casing from a cartridge lying
on the ground and put it in my pocket carefully trying not to put any
fingerprints on it. It was two hours until the troopers arrived, then
they took over the investigation. Since Shemmie and I had to give the
troopers our fullest cooperation, we guided them around and gave them
names of some possible suspects.
I personally thought that one of the employees
of the mining company had been involved in the murder. So I took it
in my own hands to find out who it was and put away the person. I did
a lot of sneaking around that made me kind of nervous, but I was
determined to find out. At the department when I found out the kind
of bullet that was used was military issue, I looked for more
information. But I was interruped by Shemmie who told me that I
shouldn't be digging in the troopers' files.
Later that night I climbed the gate that
blocked the road to the mine. Then I followed the road for a couple
of miles until I came to what seemed like car tracks that turned off
the road. They were a very strange deep lug design used by off-road
vehicles. I followed them through places that were impossible for a
regular vehicle to travel through until they led me right back to
town, to where the mine office and the equipment were stored. There I
decided to break into the building to see if there was any further
murder evidence. I had to pass by the night watchmen that guarded the
office from intruders and just nervously missed tripping the alarm.
Once I got in I went through the files. There I found papers that
ordered employees of the company to spill excess mine toxins into the
creek. I also found that the company was responsible for the murder
because they ordered a hit man to eliminate anyone who found out
about the dumping. The hit man turned out to be Shemmie. Boy, was I
surprised!
Suddenly I was interrupted by the security
guard. He told me to put my hands up but I showed him my badge and
told him that he could do some hard time if he did not let me
continue. This way I was able to take the papers and fax them to the
troopers who arrived that night and took the chief executive officer,
members of the council and Shemmie into custody.
The mine continued to run, but finally with
honest leaders and council members, and the money for the clean-up
was paided for by the company. As for the guilty employees of the
company, they were sentenced to life in prison. Shemmie was also
sentenced to life with no possiblity of probation for both the murder
and failing to enforce the law.
I felt that justice had been served, and I had
a new job as VPSO for Marshall. I felt pretty good about the way
everything turned out.
Matthew
Shorty
Toxic
Waste!
My name is
Kerry and I have
AIDS
(Now I'm dead!)
Going,
Going Gone!
Man and the
Environment
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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 Valentines
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
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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
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Marshall Village PROFILE |
Qigeckalleq Pellullermeng A
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Ravens
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,
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