 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.
Of Muskrats and Salmon
Back in 1930, Maurluq, Arnaq and I were getting
ready for our big adventure on the river. We brought enough food for
us to eat, and other stuff that we needed for our trip. We didn't
bring too much because we were traveling on a little raft, but we
brought enough to survive for two whole weeks or maybe a little
longer. Before we left we told our parents that we were going for an
adventure ride on our raft. Then we took off on our big trip. We were
all really excited because of the many things that could happen out
on the river.
While going down the river we saw different kinds
of animals, mostly birds, beavers, muskrats, and plenty of fish. At
the time we didn't really care what we saw. We just wanted to learn
about the living things around us. When evening came we decided to
stop and set up our camp. After we had our tent up we went back
upstream a little and looked for something to eat besides dryfish.
When we saw some muskrats we made little bows and arrows to catch
them with. We made them out of willows and used some sinew for the
string. We also tied a pretty long piece of sinew to the bow so when
we caught a muskrat we would just have to grab the sinew and pull it
towards us. Then we would have muskrat for dinner. After catching
enough for us to eat we headed back to camp, ate our muskrat and got
some rest.
The next day we decided to continue down the river
again. Before we took off, Maurluq said that we should learn what the
fish did when they traveled upstream to spawn. So while we were going
downstream we were watching for fish. We didn't see anything at first
and we began to get bored, so we started playing a little game called
cat's cradle with some of the extra sinew we had. While Maurluq and I
were playing, Arnaq glanced at us then back into the water and told
us to look. When we looked into the water we saw so many fish there
were too many to count. Before we went any further we landed and
quickly put up our tarp as a sail. After that we sailed upstream with
the strong wind that was blowing upriver. We didn't find the fish for
a long time, but when we caught up to them we followed them all the
way upstream until they got to the mouth of a creek. Pretty soon the
creek got too small for our raft, so we parked it and started walking
along the bank, excitedly watching the fish slowly swim by. After
awhile evening came and we wanted to get some rest for the next day.
We'd gone the whole day without eating anything but a few snacks, so
we were a little hungry by the time we fell asleep.
The next morning we got something to eat, then
checked on the fish. We saw some had already laid some eggs, and we
watched how the process of egg fertilization worked. But we couldn't
stay too long because we were running out of food. Then we decided to
go home, but planned to return to the same place once in a while to
learn more about what happens after the eggs hatch.
When we got home our parents asked us what we'd
been up to, and we told them that we learned a little about what fish
did in late spring. We told them a little about our journey and what
we experienced out in the country. They asked why we took so long,
and we told them that we'd followed a bunch of fish upstream to find
out about what they did.
About a week later we planned to check the fish
out again to see what they were doing. When we went back to the creek
with our raft we saw that some of the adult fish that had been
spawning were now dead, and some were eaten by animals. When we saw
that some were eaten we thought we'd better be careful because
whatever had eaten the fish had pretty big teeth and
claws.
While looking at some of the eggs in the water we
suddenly heard trees breaking. We all tried to stay calm but Arnaq
was the type of girl who came apart when she was scared by something
she couldn't see. When she screamed both Maurluq and I told her to be
quiet so that whatever was making the noise wouldn't come charging
after us. Then I took one of the old dead fish and threw it into the
trees where we heard something start eating it. For awhile we could
hear the sound of bones cracking and other scary noises, but then we
didn't hear any sound at all, only the sound of the wilderness. When
that silence came we decided to go back home and return another
time.
When we went home we told everyone what happened.
They told us we should have left immediately because something bad
could have happened to us. We might have been eaten by a bear, they
said.
The last time we went up the creek we saw that the
eggs had turned into little things with tails on them. We wondered
how they would change when they got bigger? Every once in a while we
would go up there and check on the little fish and we would always
learn something knew about them.
Tatiana
Sergie
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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