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
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Close Call!
As the world of wonder grew and more
and more factories were being built in the village, Marshall became a
huge town with even a big saw mill. I thought this was just going to
be temporary but after I went to the meeting I found out that this
was going to be forever!
The people at the meeting thought it
would be great to earn a few more dollars, but Charlotte and I
thought it was wrong. Since we were always being mischief in Frank's
class I thought it would be fun to do some mischief with Charlotte
inside the saw mill. Late that night I called Charlotte. "Hi Char,
what's up?" I asked. "Nothing, how about you?" she muttered over her
yawn. "Oh nothing really. Urn, Urn, you wouldn't be up to some
mischief right now would you?" Then I heard a gasp. "I wouldn't mind
doing any kind of mischief!" From the sound of her voice I could tell
she was hyped up. "Come down to my house then and I'll tell you what
we're going to do. Oh yeah, and swipe Fred's four wheeler too, okay," I said,
trying to keep calm.
Within minutes she was down at my
house. "Hi Char, come in," I said smiling. She walked into my room
and sat on the bed. "Want some popcorn? It might take a while to get
our plan done," I said quietly. "What plan? You never told me about a
plan," she asked. "I'll show you in a little bit," I said, as I went
out the door. I walked back into my room with a big bag of microwaved
popcorn. "Holy popcorn!" she yelled, almost waking my parents. "Quiet
down okay, please," I scolded. Then I showed her my plan. "Okay, this
is where Fred's four wheeler comes in," I said, smiling at Charlotte.
"We aren't going to wreck it, are we?" she asked curiously. "No there
should be no harm done if we do this right. And we have to do it
right or else we'll get in big trouble," I said,
whispering.
Our plan was to sneak inside the
building and pull a main switch so that none of the machines would
work. And we had to pull the right one so that no harm would be done
to our environment. So we rode up to the factory at about 4:30 in the
morning, when nobody was awake. We put nylons over our heads and
leather gloves on to protect our identities. "I'm the well-known
criminal from New York," Charlotte joked. "Let's just hurry up," I
whispered, getting a little scared. "Well let's go then," Charlotte
whispered.
We walked into the factory through an
open gate that one of the security guards forgot to lock. Then we
entered the biggest room which had all the machines in it and looked
for the main switch box. "Charlotte, you still with me?" I asked. No
one answered so I looked back and found she was gone. With a loud
voice, I yelled "Charlotte!" But no answer. I thought she might be
hiding behind the big saw. Then I heard her running towards me. "Come
on Cheryl, we ye got to hide. Someone's coming," she said, panicking.
We looked all over for the main switch we were going to pull, and
finally we found it. "Look Char, it's right there," I exclaimed. "Run
over and pull it!" As soon as she did, everything went black. She
must have really wanted to get out of the building because she
switched her flashlight on and was gone before I'd finished talking
to her. Then suddenly she was back again. "Let's try and sneak out.
Look for a window to crawl out of," I whispered. "I found one. Let's
go!" she said hurriedly. We ran to the window and crawled through
it.
"Where did you park Fred's four
wheeler?" I asked, starting to panic. I followed her around the
corner and jumped on. But Charlotte had a hard time starting it, and
she yelled for me to try and start it. When it finally started we
went a little ways and it stopped. She looked at me and yelled, "Holy
cow!! There's people following us!" I looked and saw the janitor
coming for us with a big crowbar in his hand. "I'm going to kill you
guys! If I ever find out who you guys are I'm going to grind you into
hamburger meat!" He sounded dangerous. Just in the nick of time,
though, Charlotte started the four wheeler and we took off. "Boy that
was a close call," I said, trying to keep calm. "I'm never going to
do anything mischief with you again!" she told me. "Yeah, whatever," I laughed.
She brought me home and I couldn't
sleep for a long time. I kept thinking about what we'd done. The next
day I called her and told her not to tell anyone because we'd get
into lots of trouble. The saw mill was shut down, I told her, and
there was so much damage it probably wouldn't open again. After that,
Charlotte and I were never mischief in Frank's class again
Cheryl
Hunter
We do not inherit
our time on this Earth from our parents. We borrow it from our
chilren.
My name is
Kerry and I have
AIDS
(Now I'm dead!)
Going,
Going Gone!
Man and the
Environment
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 |
|
| M&M Monthly |
|
|
| 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 |
Marshall
Cultural Atlas