Me holding a guitar. Drawn by one of my guitar students. |
Going
back to the beginning of the month, the people of Arctic Bay had a little
scare: two teens were missing out on the land.
They had gone hunting with their father some fifty kilometres north of
Arctic Bay. The brothers were following
their father on skidoo when they became separated on the ice. Later, the father's skidoo broke down,
prompting him to activate his GPS locator.
He was rescued on the morning of Tuesday, March 5th.
The
brothers continued towards the southeast, hoping to reach land but their skidoo
ran out of gas. With no GPS locator,
radio, or sat phone, the brothers now had to rely on the knowledge and skills
they learned from local Elders. They
abandoned their skidoo and walked along the ice. They made sure not to follow the northern
winds but to walk across them in the hope of reaching land. Forced to overnight on the land, the brothers found a large mound of snow & ice, and slept on the side that was against the wind. They huddled together to stay warm. The brothers eventually made it to land and
found a cabin with a radio inside. They
were picked up by rescuers later in the day, who had gone out three times
looking for the brothers.
This
whole ordeal was in the spotlight, from beginning to end. One of the brothers, Jeremy, happened to be
one of my students. The school was kept
informed through announcements. Everyone
breathed a collective sigh of relief when the announcement came that the two
teens were found. A day or two later,
Jeremy was given the opportunity to talk about his experience in Iga's
Inuktitut language class. Even though I
couldn't exactly understand what was being said, I got a simple understanding
of what happened through body language.
From the look on his face, he was glad to be alive. The story made the CBC news. The father and two brothers recovered their skidoos several days later.
As an assignment, Iga's students wrote about the experience and posted it in the high school hallway for everyone to see.
Fast
forward to the middle of the month, my English students have begun to review
the key literary elements with examples from literature and in depth writing
activities. I'm thinking the completion
of these worksheets will replace a written test. The only downside is that the worksheets
contain a lot of big words that need to be explained. We're slowly working through them.
Skinned Polar Bear. |
In
Socials Studies, my students studied the 1970 Coppermine Conference, possibly
the most important meeting in Inuit (land claims) history. Since the late 1800s, the Inuit of Canada's
North were subjected to a harsh policy of assimilation by the federal
government and Christian missionaries and had little control over their lands
& lives. By the late 1960s, it
became clear to them that the only way to ensure the survival and preservation
of the Inuit language and culture was to become involved in the political
process. Inspired by the
African-American Civil Rights Movement in the United States, young Inuit
activists began meeting in communities and established two organizations: ITC
(now Inuit Tapiriit Kanatami) and the Inuit Eskimo Association (IEA).
In
1970, the IEA sponsored a conference in Coppermine (now Kugluktuk), NWT, where
delegates from 20 northern communities came together to voice their concerns
about problems in the communities and how to take back control of their
lives. My students reviewed a transcript
from one of the meetings and the problems discussed were: substandard housing, strict
hunting regulations, land being developed without Inuit input, and Aboriginal
rights.
Arctic Bay rock sign. |
On
Friday, March 15, my guitarists had another tabs test. They had a choice of playing Johnny Cash or
Eminem melodies. They did very
well. Before the end of the period, we
brought our guitars to Jill's Grade 4 class to do a sound demonstration. Her students are studying sound and she had
asked me if my guitarists and I could show how sounds are made on the guitar. I happily agreed. One of the activities Jill had prepared for
her students was to build guitars out of small boxes, rubber bands, and
popsicle sticks.
Jill's
students are quite an energetic bunch but when I started the demonstration,
they quieted down really quickly. Was I
like that when I was in Grade 4? I
started by explaining the parts of the guitar and how the strings are
organized. After plucking a few notes
for them to hear the differences in pitch, I played several tunes for them
(Mission Impossible, Smoke On The Water, & the James Bond Theme). I then let my students come up one at a time
and play a song or two that they wanted to share. The Grade 4s really enjoyed it. They now had an idea of what their guitars
needed to sound like.
Speaking
of guitars, my students have started an afterschool guitar club of sorts at the
beginning of March. For an hour after
school, I let the high school students come in and jam on the guitars. I just make sure they know not horse around
with them and pluck on the strings too hard.
Despite
the town of Arctic Bay being surrounded by high hills and cliffs, it is prone
to adverse weather. There is fog now and
then but a blizzard can also strike. One
blizzard happened on March 20 in the afternoon.
Cadets was cancelled that evening and the wind almost knocked me over
when I was walking home. It reminded me
of the blizzards in Iqaluit.
And
finally, I prepared a dinner meal for myself on March 25 with the Arctic Char I
bought. It was quite an eye opening
experience; I wasn't expecting so much blood when I was cleaning it. I made sure to thaw it out for 3 days before
getting to work. Looking at the dead
fish before me, I whispered, "Mamianaq, (Sorry)," before slitting it
open with my butcher knife. (I have been
told that Inuit hunters would shout this word before killing a seal(s) with their
harpoon(s)). I felt like a butcher . . .
and a surgeon.
After
cutting off a few slices, I cooked them on an open frying pan for a few
minutes. I also had rice on the
side. The meal was delicious but there was a lot of cleaning up to do. I placed
the rest of the fish in Ziploc bags and put them back in the fridge. I would be eating char for the next several
days.