 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.
Gerilyn Fitka
Lord Of The Flies Part
2
I'm Ralph again and, as I look back on the
adventure of the island, I get tears in my eyes. Still after 30 years
I feel the sadness I felt when Piggy and Simon got killed. But I also
get tears of happiness because I got rescued before Jack and his
tribe had a chance to kill me.
After we got rescued by the soldiers and their
ships I sat on the ground and cried because I was so happy to be
alive. I was also very sad that Jack had Piggy and Simon
killed.
When asked why I was crying, I said,"We are hungry
and thirsty. We haven't eaten in over five days." I said this because
I was afraid of what Jack and his tribe would do to me if I told the
truth. When I looked at Jack he had a very mean look on his face. He
scared me a lot.
Before I knew it the soldiers had brought us food
and water. I ate thankfully but also very savagely. Jack and his
tribe ate only a little of the food but they drank a lot of water.
When we finished the men took the leftovers away.
Then we went to the ship and started our journey
back to England. I was very scared to be caught alone with Jack or
any of his tribe because I was afraid of what they would do to me. So
I always stayed around the soldiers. When they asked why I was always
around them I said I was interested in what they were doing. Then
when it was time to go to bed I asked if I could have my own room
because I didn't want to be alone with any of the boys.
After about three to four days of traveling on the
ocean we finally reached our destination, England. On arriving, the
soldiers asked where we lived and who our parents were. We told them
and they brought us to a social services station where we were to be
held until our parents picked us up.
When the soldier who brought us to the station
left the same insecurity I felt before came back to me. Even though
there were a lot of workers in the station I was still scared of Jack
and the other boys.
After my parents came to pick me up, we went home
and I immediately took a long hot bath and completely relaxed for the
first time. After my bath we ate supper and I told my parents about
my adventure. I changed the story of how Piggy and Simon got killed
though because I was afraid of their reaction. I thought they would
make me tell the police, and Jack and his tribe would end up in
jail.
During my first night of sleep at home I had a
nightmare about Jack and his tribe. I was running through the forest,
trying to escape from them. When I got past the trees and into the
scar, they caught me and started chanting their stupid chant,"Kill
the pig, cut his throat!"
My mother came in the room and woke me up. She
asked what was wrong and why I was crying. I was so fed up with all
the pain and suffering that came with the deaths of Piggy and Simon I
told my mother the whole story about the way my best friends got
killed.
The next day she took me to the police station and
I told them about the accidents. They asked me a lot of questions and
I answered them the best I could. Then they asked if I knew where the
boys lived and I told them what I'd heard the boys say their
addresses were.
After a month of arguing back and forth about the
accidents, the other boys were all sent away to a juvenile home for
their actions. They were also to receive some therapy for their
problems.
My parents contacted a psychologist to help me
forget about the accidents and continue with my life. I attended the
helpful meetings an hour a day every day for two years. Finally, I
got over my grief and was able to lead a "normal" life.
I will never forget what happened to my friends or
the way Jack treated the boys of his tribe. Nowadays Jack is a
good-for-nothing bum who begs for the things he needs to live. The
other boys are leading okay lives for themselves. And, as for me, I
work for a half-way house that helps other young boys deal with their
problems. I am married and have my own children which I am very proud
of. I only hope what happened to me doesn't happen to
them!
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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