"Alex Flinn has done it..capturing voice and circumstance to tell a riveting story that makes us all sit up and consider her truth." -Chris Crutcher
To his friends, popular and handsome sixteen-year-old Nick Andreas has led a charmed life. But the guys in Nick's anger management class know differently. So does his ex-girlfriend Caitlin. Now it looks like the only person who doesn't realize just how far from perfect Nick's life has become in Nick himself. "Gripping."- Publishers Weekly "A quick and absorbing read. The situations and dialogue ring frighteningly true."- ALA Booklist
Breathing Underwater is an astonishing book. It is about a guy, Nick Andreas, who goes to anger management classes. He had a problem when he was going out with Caitlin. At first they were a great couple, but as the story progresses, Nick gets aggressive. But I can't tell anymore because it might get too far. I don't want to tell the whole story because it's kind of long. You have to read the story on your own. =)
Ciao!
9.29.2010
9.08.2010
The Adoration of Jenna Fox
(The back cover)
After waking from a year-long coma, Jenna Fox is lucky to be alive. She is seventeen, although the only reason she knows this is because her family has told her so. She can’t remember her friends, yet she has no problem reciting Thoreau’s Walden word for word. She has been told she hates history, but can rattle off details concerning the California earthquake that happened years before she was born. Her mother is strangely overprotective, as though Jenna might shatter before her very eyes. As Jenna starts to venture farther from home, gaining more and more independence, she starts to question everything. Why can’t she remember her past?
After waking from a year-long coma, Jenna Fox is lucky to be alive. She is seventeen, although the only reason she knows this is because her family has told her so. She can’t remember her friends, yet she has no problem reciting Thoreau’s Walden word for word. She has been told she hates history, but can rattle off details concerning the California earthquake that happened years before she was born. Her mother is strangely overprotective, as though Jenna might shatter before her very eyes. As Jenna starts to venture farther from home, gaining more and more independence, she starts to question everything. Why can’t she remember her past?
As Mary Pearson expertly unfolds the story, readers are teased with hints as to why Jenna may be in this particular situation. She remembers bits and pieces as she becomes more independent and reaches farther from her parents’ protective wraps. We find out why exactly they are so sheltering and wonder at the lengths they went to for those protective measures.
Carefully crafting a coming-of-age tale, a little futuristic technology, and questions of moral ethics, Pearson will keep you on the edge of your seat until the last page. And even then, you’ll still want to know more about Jenna Fox. This novel also is also a great selection as an audio book. In fact, that is how I started it, but I couldn’t wait to find out what was going to happen. I knew I could read faster than the narrator could talk and switched to the print version. Either way, The Adoration of Jenna Fox will make you stop and think about family dynamics, the future of science, and the independence we all develop.
It is a must-read book! When you start reading this book, you won't be able to put it down. Too irresistible.
(Reading the Book, the whole Book) If you are interested* http://www.scribd.com/doc/12814237/Mary-E-Pearson-The-Adoration-of-Jenna-Fox
Mary E Pearson - The Adoration of Jenna Fox
10.23.2009
oh
Gawsh!! Today's Friday and we're not going to Chefornak for NYO this weekend. I really, really, really, want to go to Chefornak for NYO but the river is freezing up and the weather is being a dumb thing. I really wished that the weather and river was good. Right now I would be all excited, but I'm not. The only thing that I'm happy about is getting a new iPod. I'm gonna either get a 8 GB or 16 GB iPod.. I didn't decide what color I'm getting. But for sure I'm getting and iPod. NYO is coming along great and I have to practice my Alaskan High Kick still. The height of Alaskan is good, but I have to learn how to go straight up instead of going all of the place. No ONE in the district of the High school Girls of NYO can't beat me in Alaskan, except for Delcie Davis from Mekoryuk. Shes and awesome friend I met last year from NYO. She beat me in Alaskan and I was surprised because shes the only one that can beat me at that event. Well anyways, its okay if we don't go to Chefornak. At least there are other meets that are coming up and I HOPE & WISH that we go to them.. Thats all. I guess
9.30.2009
Wednesday, September 30, 2009
Guess what today is?
Today is writing day.. it was supposed to be on Friday, but Segue decided for some of us to blog today. Since some of the students haven't found the exact speech or didn't finish their speech, that is the reason we are writing on blog. I have noticed that my writing has less detail in it and I am sorry to leave out information. =]
I am so emotional right now because of all the things that have been happening around here. Yesterday evening I came by the school because I was going to N.Y.O practice. Half of the N.Y.O team was there too because they (and me) were waiting for our coach to come. Well anyways, as soon as I got closer to the entrance of the school door I heard a faint crying. I was curious and started looking around, wondering who was that person crying. I was thinking it was some little kid because usually kids cry. Soon enough I saw that Jeffery was by the Meiers house, and he was getting bullied by _________. I am not saying names..so it is being left blank. __________ was really pissed off at Jeffery for some reason and I went over to stop _________ but I didn't bother because Jeffery stopped crying. Patrick came over too and looked at ________ meanly. I was thinking "Oh My GOSH!! Dude! That was not cool." When I said that he smiled and just said nothing. N.Y.O practice was starting and it continued until 8:30. We started at 6:30 because our coach just came back from Bethel. So anyways, I think I am getting better at 1 foot and Alaskan High Kick. I think I could kick past 65 inches and past 60 inches on Alaskan. I am really excited for this year in N.Y.O... =]
I have nothing more to write.. I think... hehe. But my dream was really weird. I think I'll post about it. I dont know when I'm going to post about that dream though... For sure I will write it on blogger.
Peace out and take care..
9.10.2009
writing
Today is officially writing day on blogger.
I haven't been writing on my blog since forever!! Well, I don't know exactly what to write... but I will do my best to get the info to you.
So, this summer was THE best of all summers (except the trip to California). All summer long, which is only 3 months long, was the visiting my grandmother in Kwethluk, visiting my other grandmother in Napaskiak and spending most of my time there, and taking long boat rides. Most of the time I was traveling from village to village with my family. Most of the times I was traveling by myself with my other family from Akiachak. I don't know..
It's been a long summer for me. But school has came so fast, and is passing by soo fast.
well I have to get to net class.
write more later.
bye
I haven't been writing on my blog since forever!! Well, I don't know exactly what to write... but I will do my best to get the info to you.
So, this summer was THE best of all summers (except the trip to California). All summer long, which is only 3 months long, was the visiting my grandmother in Kwethluk, visiting my other grandmother in Napaskiak and spending most of my time there, and taking long boat rides. Most of the time I was traveling from village to village with my family. Most of the times I was traveling by myself with my other family from Akiachak. I don't know..
It's been a long summer for me. But school has came so fast, and is passing by soo fast.
well I have to get to net class.
write more later.
bye
5.18.2009
hi =]
I hate to say this....but school is almost out! It is crazy how school passes by so fast and you have half of your work complete for the whole school year. Did I say that right? Ah never mind. I still have some math indicators to take and I think I will be done for phase 18 and move onto phase 19 for High school math next year. I hope that VTC classes won't be as bad next year. I think I will do just fine. Graduation passed and I TOTALLY missed the whole thing. I just got here on time for the food =]. The whole thing passed and I was in Bethel. Crazy crazy me! Here is a picture of me and Nick...after I got back from Bethel. I'm soooo so happy that Nick is moving up to the level of High school. Yay! No just kidding. But I think that he has worked hard to move to High school. Also Anissum, Patrick, and Lyle.
As the whole village was taking picture of the graduates I took a picture of the Jr High class......so yeah another picture of the Jr high. It is pretty amazing. I took the picture with the computer I'm using right now......sigh I wish that the Jr. high was more bigger. You get what i mean? Like a whole bunch of people. But we have a small school.
5.13.2009
Can you totally understand why I don't like being bothered by my sisters? They are always doing something wrong or making expressions on their faces. They are the ones that talk back and not listen to any of my directions or my parents if they are told to do something. I don't like that kind of person. It bugs be a lot! But I just love them as my sisters. Hey, ITS NOT MY FAULT THEY WERE BORN. I'm Young! lol. But seriously There is Raeanne making a puppy dog-face and so is Elizabeth. Kayleen has a different perspective of making her own face expressions. =) I know, she acts like she has her own...you get what I mean? Well anyways, just thought I would write something down at least.Here is a picture, I know I've already told you. But I'm writing my butt off to finish this post. LOL. Just kidding. ..................Look down at the bottom. You'll see why ;).
Adolph Larson Jr & Chinace Egoak
(<3 luv brother and sister <3) ennng.
Here is a picture of me and my brother. This was taken years and years and years and years ago. That is a picture of a younger younger younger me. Just kidding!! I forgot when this picture was taken but......<3>
5.12.2009
OH MY GOSH * :P
Yesterday has been exciting because of the flood. There were people running and walking all over the village of Oscarville. Pretty funny thinking of it because they thought it was going to really flood. =D It's amazing how our village doesn't end up flooding when the next day you don't see any water outside. Just some little puddles for kids who like getting "wet" and going home to change. I went to check out the river yesterday with a whole lot of different people at different times. At first I went by myself, then with Bunna and Francis, my mom, and I forgot a whole lot. The water was like an inch away from flooding the place, but I guess the ice had gone. Bunna, Francis, and I checked the river up front from Sophie Tom's house and I almost sunk. I'm not kidding about this one...I went onto a log and started walking on it. Trying to balance. Francis was trying to freak me out by making screaing noises and aaaahh. Stuff like that. After that we went to check the lagoon (or at least we tried to). Bunna had a problem with that because she has short boots, so she didn't want to get wet. I like that idea, DO NOT WEAR SHORT BOOTS WHEN WALKING IN WATER. =)....you'll get wet, eventually. After that I went home to "chill out" and listen to the VHF. Earl Samuelson was announcing that the ice was "not jammed" and was flowing down-river. I got tired of listening to the VHF and I decided to go outside again. I saw Henry coming down the sidewalks with his bikes. I looked at him and asked, "Can I barrow your bikes?" Henry B just looked at me and gave me his bikes. I went on it and started pedaling to check the housing area. Crazy idea I know, I was wearing my shoes. LOL.. I'm supposed to wear boots and I think you know why I barrows Henrys bike. As I was biking I enjoyed the wind rushing past my face and decided to bike faster. The closer I got to the river, the more I got slower. =)...I came by Nicoles house and saw Anissum, Nick, John Henry in Anissums little boat that was actually floating on the 4 feet water. Pretty funny, its obvious that they are supposed to float..ITS FLOODING! lol. I asked if i could come, so did Sim and Kalila. Anissum picked us up and we went to the lagoon. Nick, Sim, Anissum, and Kalila kept taking turns paddling both ends of the tiny boat. I just sat there and started talking to the boys to see if they were enjoying the ride to the lagoon. It took us about 20-25 minutes to the lagoon because we took off from Nicoles you remember....lol. So yea, we were going and Anissum and Nick were paddling. We stopped and Anissum said there was a rabbit that was "stranded" on a whole lot of trash. Nick got off the boat and went on top of the trash that was holding him up from getting wet on the water. =) It's funny how Nick didn't sink because the trash was supporting him from sinking. He's too light ya see. The rabbit was 24 inches away from him and he was planning to catch it. That was what the other boys were thinking too. THEY THINK ALIKE..enng. But really, they were thinking the same thing. I was totally freaking out!! Kalila was paddling and I ended up paddling too. Anissum and Sim were out of the boat surrounding the rabbit on top of the trash. Anissum was on the left end, Sim was in the middle, and Nick was at the right end of the top of the trash. I know that doesn't make sense, but you could have been there!! It was cool, I mean seriously. Eventually Anissum caught the rabbit when it was trying to swim away. The rabbit gave up because it was tired and (hungry?) I dont know. Soon we went away from the lagoon and the rabbit was with us, in a box....I was freaking out because the rabbit mght jump out and attack. So well, we went back to land and I was glad because i was getting wet. I went home and stopped there. Got onto my bed and fell asleep. OK i got to go....
5.07.2009
E.L.D Class (yesterday)
This picture was taken yesterday (5-6-09) during E.L.D class when Erin wasn't looking. *smile* I know, I'm not supposed to do that but I was bored. The desks were put together so that it looked like a big circle. Every Jr. High and High school is in the picture except for Patrick and I. Before I had taken the picture I told Anissum to look behind him and it snapped the photo. You see Anissum? Right as the computer was going to take a picture I said to him, "Anissum! Anissum! Look this way." Anissum looked this way and I started smiling. He shook his head and started smiling, looking away to work on his computer. As you could see also Erin is helping Carl with something on his computer and that is when I took a picture..When Erin was helping Carl =)... Jackie is doing something and it looks like Andrew is telling a story and has that look on his face. Nick and Sim are working on something, they are sitting between Carl and Andrew. You know, I don't think that my sister knows that I took this picture. She is looking at something or someone. Carl is just wondering, "Do I listen to Erin? or wait, what the heck am I doing?" I love this picture because everyone in there (except for Patrick and I) are doing something and have an expression on their face. Don't you think? Lets see if your paying attention.. I want you to look around in the picture, and tell me this....Where the heck is Kalila?.....Oh! You found him. Okay, I think that you are paying attention. One more thing before I end this post =D...Dance, dance, dance to the beat. Put your hands up in the air like you just don't care. Just kidding about there. Spot the picture, see what people are doing, what expressions are on their face? Put in as much words. Its really easy, so its all goot. Bye. ....
Hope you enjoyed that post...or reading it at least =)
P.S. What do you think is gonna happen next??
*title*
My best friend, Jackie Joekay...
The best part of my life is having a best friend. Best friends are people who are there for you when you need a shoulder to cry on, to tell someone your secrets, and to have fun and laugh with. I have a best friend and I love her like my own sister. My best friend’s name is Jackie Joekay. She is a person that I know who will always be there for me when I have a problem, when I’m feeling sad, and when I need to tell her something important.
Have you ever had a feeling that your day was going to turn out bad? I had many feelings like that one-day. It was on a day of Easter. I woke up early in the morning around 9 a.m. on top of Jackie’s bunk bed. My eyes were still waking up and so was I. It took me a few minutes to get out of bed and wake up Jackie so we could both go to church. Jackie was still sleeping below me and I had to go down the bunk bed to wake her up. As my legs touched the floor I took my right arm out and shook her. Jackies eyes were opening slowly and I told her to get up. She seemed like she didn’t want to get up, so I told her I would come right back. Jackie nodded her head and restfully went back to bed as her mom came out of her room to wake her up again. I put on my shoes and sweater and walked slowly out the door. When I was walking towards my house I was wondering if my family was getting ready for church. It was cold outside because I had just gotten up and I was shivering. As I came closer to my house I ran up the stairs and opened the door. Right when I walked in, the heat from the house warmed me up. My mom told me to get ready as I was walking towards the couch. When I sat down on the couch my body was aching because I was sore. The sickness and my body didn’t want to respond to anything and I just sat there feeling sick. I told my mom I felt sick and she just told me to get ready because I could not miss that day of church because the day before that I went to confess. So I just got up and went to my room to get ready for church and although my sisters were still sleepy I smiled. When my sisters and my mom were ready to go to church we walked to Olga’s house.
At church there were a couple of people that were there and it was almost packed because the living room was medium sized. Church was being held at Olga Mesak’s house and took 2 ½ hours to be done. While church was going on I just stood there and looked around Olga’s house, thinking of my bed. It seemed forever when church was almost over as people were lining up to get blessings from Father Victor. The line was getting shorter and I wanted it to go faster because I was tired of standing. I was behind Jackie and she was next to get blessings. After she got her blessings I walked up to Father Victor and also got my blessings. Jackie was already getting ready to go home and so was I. Before Jackie walked out the door I ran up to her and invited her to eat at my house. She accepted my invitation to eat at my house and we walked together out the door. Jackie and I talked about what we would eat when we get to my house. We both agreed that I would make French toast and my mom overheard, so I had to make French toast for everyone at home.
I came home and everyone was there including Jackie. The same as always Elizabeth, Adolph, Kayleen, Raeanne, Nastasia, and my dad (Adolph Sr.) Jackie and I made some French toast for my family and it took us about 25 minutes to get them finished. The French toast was done and my family, Jackie, and I ate two pieces of French toast that was still warm and yummy. There was one more piece of French toast on the table and my mouth was drooling for it. Elizabeth was still eating her first piece of French toast and I didn’t think that she would mind if I ate the last piece of French toast. My hand grabbed the French toast and I put syrup all over it and I ate it apiece bigger as I ate it. Elizabeth started acting like a baby and I just looked at her and told her to make another French toast for herself. My dad got angry and started yelling at my siblings and I. He was yelling about sharing food to our family and thinking about what we would have without food when we aren’t sharing. I felt guilty and my sister went to the room crying. My dad went to the room and yelled at her to go eat in the living room.
After eating the delicious breakfast, Jackie and I came into my room and started talking about the regular things we always talk about. My dad was still yelling at my siblings and me for no reason and I was starting to feel uncomfortable in my house. I didn’t want to be in my house because I was feeling sick. I started crying, quietly, so my dad wouldn’t hear me being scared. Jackie was listening to the argument too, and she realized how my dad was when he was pissed off. After a while, I told Jackie I wanted to go to her house after I stopped crying. It took me a while to stop crying, but I had to the courage to go out of my house because Jackie was with me. Jackie and I walked over to her house and I was exceedingly tired and sleepy. Jackie and I started talking about why my dad might get pissed off all the time. I had no idea what would make him like that and wouldn’t want to think of what made him like that. I cried a few times over at her house, but she was able to make me feel “at home” when we were sharing our secrets in her “special room” where we could talk about anything.
Having to feel comfortable, having fun, and laughing is having a best friend. I know that my best friend will never fail on me when I have problems or some serious things going on. Jackie Joekay has been through half of my life, spent times with me, and shared many stories to make us both feel happy. I love my best friend as to who she is and that she can always (well sometimes) understand me. Jackie Joekay is my best friend and I do not think anyone can change that.
At church there were a couple of people that were there and it was almost packed because the living room was medium sized. Church was being held at Olga Mesak’s house and took 2 ½ hours to be done. While church was going on I just stood there and looked around Olga’s house, thinking of my bed. It seemed forever when church was almost over as people were lining up to get blessings from Father Victor. The line was getting shorter and I wanted it to go faster because I was tired of standing. I was behind Jackie and she was next to get blessings. After she got her blessings I walked up to Father Victor and also got my blessings. Jackie was already getting ready to go home and so was I. Before Jackie walked out the door I ran up to her and invited her to eat at my house. She accepted my invitation to eat at my house and we walked together out the door. Jackie and I talked about what we would eat when we get to my house. We both agreed that I would make French toast and my mom overheard, so I had to make French toast for everyone at home.
I came home and everyone was there including Jackie. The same as always Elizabeth, Adolph, Kayleen, Raeanne, Nastasia, and my dad (Adolph Sr.) Jackie and I made some French toast for my family and it took us about 25 minutes to get them finished. The French toast was done and my family, Jackie, and I ate two pieces of French toast that was still warm and yummy. There was one more piece of French toast on the table and my mouth was drooling for it. Elizabeth was still eating her first piece of French toast and I didn’t think that she would mind if I ate the last piece of French toast. My hand grabbed the French toast and I put syrup all over it and I ate it apiece bigger as I ate it. Elizabeth started acting like a baby and I just looked at her and told her to make another French toast for herself. My dad got angry and started yelling at my siblings and I. He was yelling about sharing food to our family and thinking about what we would have without food when we aren’t sharing. I felt guilty and my sister went to the room crying. My dad went to the room and yelled at her to go eat in the living room.
After eating the delicious breakfast, Jackie and I came into my room and started talking about the regular things we always talk about. My dad was still yelling at my siblings and me for no reason and I was starting to feel uncomfortable in my house. I didn’t want to be in my house because I was feeling sick. I started crying, quietly, so my dad wouldn’t hear me being scared. Jackie was listening to the argument too, and she realized how my dad was when he was pissed off. After a while, I told Jackie I wanted to go to her house after I stopped crying. It took me a while to stop crying, but I had to the courage to go out of my house because Jackie was with me. Jackie and I walked over to her house and I was exceedingly tired and sleepy. Jackie and I started talking about why my dad might get pissed off all the time. I had no idea what would make him like that and wouldn’t want to think of what made him like that. I cried a few times over at her house, but she was able to make me feel “at home” when we were sharing our secrets in her “special room” where we could talk about anything.
Having to feel comfortable, having fun, and laughing is having a best friend. I know that my best friend will never fail on me when I have problems or some serious things going on. Jackie Joekay has been through half of my life, spent times with me, and shared many stories to make us both feel happy. I love my best friend as to who she is and that she can always (well sometimes) understand me. Jackie Joekay is my best friend and I do not think anyone can change that.
4.27.2009
Anchorage State NYO
nyo nyo nyo...!!!
Jackie and I left to Bethel on that day around 9:15 a.m. Alex Joekay (Jackies dad) brought Jackie and I to Bethel by snow-machine by Joe Lomack so Sharron Wegner could pick Jackie and I there. For you people who are reading this, you're probably wondering why Jackie and I are in Bethel. Well, on April 22nd Jackie and I, and other student or athletes were going to Anchorage for the State N.Y.O meet. That was the last N.Y.O meet and it was a whole lot of fun to get to know some people that we haven't met and a chance to feel how it feels to get noticed how we do on our events. There were 16 students (including me) from different villages that went to the State N.Y.O as the LKSD All-stars. The students/athletes are Ted Whitman, Rena Tony, Megan Friday, Amanda Black, Delcie Davis, Carrie Beaver, Daniel Andrew 3rd, Chinace Egoak, Laura Terchik, Andrew White, Frank Link, Thomas Albert, Moses Charles, Alicia Chagluak, Jackie Joekay, and Yako McCarr. They were all very hard-working, friendly, competitive people and I think they were the best people I ever met. What I was thinking of them was wrong, most of them are funny and like to hang out with people.
Anchorage was like the best place to hang out with the team. During most times some of us would hang out by ourselfs and I thought it was okay because some people need their own SPACE! So there was also Monica (? last name), Paul Paul, Marty Smith, Charlie Isaac, and Sharon Heklinger. (? last name)
The NYO was being held at Den'aina (spelling?) Center and it was a mighty huge building! You should have been there. There was people all over the place. Den'aina Center is a 3 story building and we were just on the 1st floor! The first day was a little exciting and it was my day to do Alaskan high kick. Most of the LKSD group was there to support me during the event and I was glad. I would have never been able to kick so high. It's too bad that I was only able to get to 68''. It's okay, I have next year....I hope =D....So on, after that our LKSD boy was still going on Alaskan high kick. That boy is Andrew White from Kipnuk. He broke a state record that was 96"... I think or 93''. ....
After that we went to eat out at 5th Ave. Mall, which is only like 1 or 2 blocks away from Den'aina Center. We ate there for lunch and there were some dollar limits. Like $20, $30 or even $13...it was a money thing for Sharon. The LKSD went together and some people had to pair up with each other. It was all over!!! I'm confused because I could only remember some parts. Anchorage was like a messy room being cleaned. I was getting confused and mixed up. But I had a whole lot of fun on the last day. LKSD team got in 2nd place because everyone did their best. Amanda Black, Moses Charles, and Andrew White broke state records or either made a record. It was all exciting and we went to the store, ate out at a restraunt to celebrate. There was a dance on the last day which was fun, fun, fun! It was our chance to shine and spend the last day together as an LKSD group. Delcie, Rena, Andrew, Frank, Moses, Daniel, Jackie, Sharon, Marty, Monica, Laura, Ted, Megan, Me, Thomas, Alicia, and Yako had their last day it was sad. No one in that group didn't want to leave each other. There was good-byes and miss you. Some had relatives and so did I. I saw my cousins and it was the last time I saw Paul at the dance. the dance was was Cook Inlet. So the very next day after the dance we were going home. We all had to wake up around 9 in the morning to get everything ready. The two vans were filled up and we left to the airport from Holiday Inn Express. .........................................Were on the plane and.......we get to Bethel, no one says good-bye to the Oscarville girls. :( (cry) jks. Jackie and I were waiting to get picked up at the Bethel airport and we were dropped off at Joe Lomack to be picked up by Jackies parents. Her parents came and were excited to hear how we did. I told her parents that I got a bruise from the very first day being in Anchorage. Jackies dad looked surprised and laughed. (smile) I remember a time......when I came home and I wanted to go back to Anchorage.
Jackie and I left to Bethel on that day around 9:15 a.m. Alex Joekay (Jackies dad) brought Jackie and I to Bethel by snow-machine by Joe Lomack so Sharron Wegner could pick Jackie and I there. For you people who are reading this, you're probably wondering why Jackie and I are in Bethel. Well, on April 22nd Jackie and I, and other student or athletes were going to Anchorage for the State N.Y.O meet. That was the last N.Y.O meet and it was a whole lot of fun to get to know some people that we haven't met and a chance to feel how it feels to get noticed how we do on our events. There were 16 students (including me) from different villages that went to the State N.Y.O as the LKSD All-stars. The students/athletes are Ted Whitman, Rena Tony, Megan Friday, Amanda Black, Delcie Davis, Carrie Beaver, Daniel Andrew 3rd, Chinace Egoak, Laura Terchik, Andrew White, Frank Link, Thomas Albert, Moses Charles, Alicia Chagluak, Jackie Joekay, and Yako McCarr. They were all very hard-working, friendly, competitive people and I think they were the best people I ever met. What I was thinking of them was wrong, most of them are funny and like to hang out with people.
Anchorage was like the best place to hang out with the team. During most times some of us would hang out by ourselfs and I thought it was okay because some people need their own SPACE! So there was also Monica (? last name), Paul Paul, Marty Smith, Charlie Isaac, and Sharon Heklinger. (? last name)
The NYO was being held at Den'aina (spelling?) Center and it was a mighty huge building! You should have been there. There was people all over the place. Den'aina Center is a 3 story building and we were just on the 1st floor! The first day was a little exciting and it was my day to do Alaskan high kick. Most of the LKSD group was there to support me during the event and I was glad. I would have never been able to kick so high. It's too bad that I was only able to get to 68''. It's okay, I have next year....I hope =D....So on, after that our LKSD boy was still going on Alaskan high kick. That boy is Andrew White from Kipnuk. He broke a state record that was 96"... I think or 93''. ....
After that we went to eat out at 5th Ave. Mall, which is only like 1 or 2 blocks away from Den'aina Center. We ate there for lunch and there were some dollar limits. Like $20, $30 or even $13...it was a money thing for Sharon. The LKSD went together and some people had to pair up with each other. It was all over!!! I'm confused because I could only remember some parts. Anchorage was like a messy room being cleaned. I was getting confused and mixed up. But I had a whole lot of fun on the last day. LKSD team got in 2nd place because everyone did their best. Amanda Black, Moses Charles, and Andrew White broke state records or either made a record. It was all exciting and we went to the store, ate out at a restraunt to celebrate. There was a dance on the last day which was fun, fun, fun! It was our chance to shine and spend the last day together as an LKSD group. Delcie, Rena, Andrew, Frank, Moses, Daniel, Jackie, Sharon, Marty, Monica, Laura, Ted, Megan, Me, Thomas, Alicia, and Yako had their last day it was sad. No one in that group didn't want to leave each other. There was good-byes and miss you. Some had relatives and so did I. I saw my cousins and it was the last time I saw Paul at the dance. the dance was was Cook Inlet. So the very next day after the dance we were going home. We all had to wake up around 9 in the morning to get everything ready. The two vans were filled up and we left to the airport from Holiday Inn Express. .........................................Were on the plane and.......we get to Bethel, no one says good-bye to the Oscarville girls. :( (cry) jks. Jackie and I were waiting to get picked up at the Bethel airport and we were dropped off at Joe Lomack to be picked up by Jackies parents. Her parents came and were excited to hear how we did. I told her parents that I got a bruise from the very first day being in Anchorage. Jackies dad looked surprised and laughed. (smile) I remember a time......when I came home and I wanted to go back to Anchorage.
3.20.2009
Piurci!!!
So, N.Y.O came and its absolutely great! I love doing my part in nyo and I think that it will help me get better. I love doing alaskan high kick, and man! I do a kick **s job at it. Most of the times I either get first place or second. Mostly I get first place and do a good job. nyo nyo!! do you like nyo? i know i do. someday I am going to pass down the generation of nyo and I might even be a coach. but the depends on what I am going to do for my life after graduating.,..ahhahahhah IM hyper!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Well it's time for me to go now. Bye bye!! I guess I'll post more later. Peace!!
3.02.2009
So many questions, so many answers!!
Both my parents are great parents. I've known them since I was growing up, but not when I was a baby I don't remember. See my mom and dad had school, but my mom had to take care of me when she was in the 11th grade. I'm wondering if she finished up school or decided not to. She doesn't have her GED yet. My mom chose to take care of me and drop out of school at the age of 17, still in 11th grade. She still had one more year to finish up school, but I guess I was "important" to my mom. My dad graduated (still trying to take care of me) and got his GED, got a couple of jobs while back then, kept quitting jobs and I don't know. Thats all I know about my dad who hasn't got a darn job yet. He's too busy doing other stuff that is like "so important" to him. My grandma and his sisters always try get him into getting a job. d;lkfha;ire But I don't know. THIS IS CONFUSING!
I'd like to know more about where my parents went to school and how they both met each other. I would like to know if my mom is going to get her GED. I'd like to know if my dad really think that he cared and loved me. I wonder if my dad was the right one for my mom. I wonder if my mom was thinking it was going to be hard for her with me in their life. Was I the problem? So many thoughts in my mind that are confusing me and taking me a lot of time to get things down on this BLOG! Where did my dad finish up school? How old was my dad when he started having school? How old was he when he graduated? Was it hard for my dad to have school?
Was my mom in the same school as my dad? Am I too curious to know about these questions?
What could I possibly ask my parents about their lives?
I'd like to know more about where my parents went to school and how they both met each other. I would like to know if my mom is going to get her GED. I'd like to know if my dad really think that he cared and loved me. I wonder if my dad was the right one for my mom. I wonder if my mom was thinking it was going to be hard for her with me in their life. Was I the problem? So many thoughts in my mind that are confusing me and taking me a lot of time to get things down on this BLOG! Where did my dad finish up school? How old was my dad when he started having school? How old was he when he graduated? Was it hard for my dad to have school?
Was my mom in the same school as my dad? Am I too curious to know about these questions?
What could I possibly ask my parents about their lives?
2.27.2009
persuation letter :P
Dear ________,
Have you ever wanted to live some where else other than where you are right now? I know that I have been having those thoughts. But thinking about another village too much and what kind of problems are there in the that village, I think that that village might have too much trouble. People would think that our village is any other better than other villages. Which I, think the same way also.
Here in Oscarville we have our own space. There are less more troubles here and people can feel safe. You see, I have been living here since 1st grade. That was a long time ago and now it's changed a bit in the village about the population. The population right now is around 60-75 people and that's not a lot. Oscarville has 8 elders and a total of 66 people in the village. I don't think that is much people for one small village on such a huge island. We villagers do not think Oscarville as a huge island because we haven't seen the rest of the village outside our area. If many more people move here, we might get a chance to explore the other side of the village (island). The village (island) might even change.
If it does change I will regret convincing 100,000,000,000 to move here. I don't want 100,000,000,000 people to move here. I just want 100 people to move here. People who are taking the risk to have a chance to get to know us. Oscarville has respectful kids and adults. The elders help with anything they can before they pass on. Every single one of us try to help each other when its needed.
I, for once, am persuading some "friend" of mine to come to our village. The village has a nice quiet place and there are no cars and roads around here. The village is quiet at times and it gets loud when kids are out. The snow falls down in winter and we do not sleep in igloos. Our homes are well suited for each family. During the summer it rains, it gets hot, and theres much fun down at the river. We go swimming down at the river and sometimes go kayaking. Much men like to go hunting to provide food for their families. They hunt for geese, moose, caribou, and other eskimo animals. The woman or youngsters go berry picking during early June or at the first of July. They also like to egg hunt during the early August or September.
Many people here find something to do here. We are the people you can look for, when you need something to do with us. But I can tell you, Oscarville is a great village and I am proud that I live in this village. Many think that Oscarville is boring but (yes I think its boring), we all have some fun some how. I think that is all much to say. I hope that I've persuaded you enough for you to come here.
Sincerely,
Chinace Egoak
Have you ever wanted to live some where else other than where you are right now? I know that I have been having those thoughts. But thinking about another village too much and what kind of problems are there in the that village, I think that that village might have too much trouble. People would think that our village is any other better than other villages. Which I, think the same way also.
Here in Oscarville we have our own space. There are less more troubles here and people can feel safe. You see, I have been living here since 1st grade. That was a long time ago and now it's changed a bit in the village about the population. The population right now is around 60-75 people and that's not a lot. Oscarville has 8 elders and a total of 66 people in the village. I don't think that is much people for one small village on such a huge island. We villagers do not think Oscarville as a huge island because we haven't seen the rest of the village outside our area. If many more people move here, we might get a chance to explore the other side of the village (island). The village (island) might even change.
If it does change I will regret convincing 100,000,000,000 to move here. I don't want 100,000,000,000 people to move here. I just want 100 people to move here. People who are taking the risk to have a chance to get to know us. Oscarville has respectful kids and adults. The elders help with anything they can before they pass on. Every single one of us try to help each other when its needed.
I, for once, am persuading some "friend" of mine to come to our village. The village has a nice quiet place and there are no cars and roads around here. The village is quiet at times and it gets loud when kids are out. The snow falls down in winter and we do not sleep in igloos. Our homes are well suited for each family. During the summer it rains, it gets hot, and theres much fun down at the river. We go swimming down at the river and sometimes go kayaking. Much men like to go hunting to provide food for their families. They hunt for geese, moose, caribou, and other eskimo animals. The woman or youngsters go berry picking during early June or at the first of July. They also like to egg hunt during the early August or September.
Many people here find something to do here. We are the people you can look for, when you need something to do with us. But I can tell you, Oscarville is a great village and I am proud that I live in this village. Many think that Oscarville is boring but (yes I think its boring), we all have some fun some how. I think that is all much to say. I hope that I've persuaded you enough for you to come here.
Sincerely,
Chinace Egoak
2.24.2009
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can you look for the M's in these letters?
can you find the W's? how many are there?
garsh I'm so bored right now. Don't know what to write about, either ways...no one ain't going to comment on my posts. Any whoo, today is my sisters birthday. Also guess what? I'm going to get a cell phone. I can't wait!! Tuesday Tuesday Tuesday!! My mom is going to get me a cell phone from Bethel and probably get a birthday present for my sister. My baby sister's name is Raeanne..and she is spoiled. But sometimes she can act older then her age, and I guess that's growing up :). I can't believe yesterday and today are school already. My weekend went so fast, and I wanted it to last longer and it screwed up.
This baby you're looking at is a real spoiled child. He cries and cries until he gets what he wants and he wants what he gets. I know right? He doesn't like sitting on the floor because he'll try stand up or crawl, even though he doesn't know how to do either of those yet. IF he can't stand up on his own or crawl, he'll get very angry and start crying until you take him. When he is sad, he'll make his lip relax and make the sad baby face. This picture was taken two weeks ago and i think that he wanted his mom ( I was holding him ). This baby is Marshall Jordan Haworth, mother of Elenore, father of Jordan Haworth.
This baby is a real cutie. He has the biggest eyes that I've seen. His name is Connor Fritz Wii-wii Snyder. He was born on November 3, 2008. Connor has the most cute laugh and he's a great gift to our family. When he goes to sleep or take a nap, he always always have to hold something in his hand. When he's asleep, don't put him down. If you do put him down, he'll start crying and you'll have to take him again to put him to sleep. When he cries, it'll take however many minutes to make him stop. He wakes up late at night and goes to bed around 6 7, or 8 in the morning. Its tough. His eyes are dark black coal when you look at them long enough. He is the son of Georgianne Steven and Robert Snyder Jr.
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can you look for the M's in these letters?
can you find the W's? how many are there?
garsh I'm so bored right now. Don't know what to write about, either ways...no one ain't going to comment on my posts. Any whoo, today is my sisters birthday. Also guess what? I'm going to get a cell phone. I can't wait!! Tuesday Tuesday Tuesday!! My mom is going to get me a cell phone from Bethel and probably get a birthday present for my sister. My baby sister's name is Raeanne..and she is spoiled. But sometimes she can act older then her age, and I guess that's growing up :). I can't believe yesterday and today are school already. My weekend went so fast, and I wanted it to last longer and it screwed up.
This baby you're looking at is a real spoiled child. He cries and cries until he gets what he wants and he wants what he gets. I know right? He doesn't like sitting on the floor because he'll try stand up or crawl, even though he doesn't know how to do either of those yet. IF he can't stand up on his own or crawl, he'll get very angry and start crying until you take him. When he is sad, he'll make his lip relax and make the sad baby face. This picture was taken two weeks ago and i think that he wanted his mom ( I was holding him ). This baby is Marshall Jordan Haworth, mother of Elenore, father of Jordan Haworth.
This baby is a real cutie. He has the biggest eyes that I've seen. His name is Connor Fritz Wii-wii Snyder. He was born on November 3, 2008. Connor has the most cute laugh and he's a great gift to our family. When he goes to sleep or take a nap, he always always have to hold something in his hand. When he's asleep, don't put him down. If you do put him down, he'll start crying and you'll have to take him again to put him to sleep. When he cries, it'll take however many minutes to make him stop. He wakes up late at night and goes to bed around 6 7, or 8 in the morning. Its tough. His eyes are dark black coal when you look at them long enough. He is the son of Georgianne Steven and Robert Snyder Jr.
2.23.2009
Why?
For these past few days I haven't been feeling like myself. I just don't know if I am just having depression or stress. Either that, I'm missing something that I've been missing for three years.
Gosh...I miss my uppa so bad. My weekend was the same and messed up. My parents were drinking and my mom brought my siblings and I across to Napaskiak. It was very foggy out and my mom was using just a headlight. As we were going, we were half ways across the river and I looked back. All I could see was pitch white fog. I couldn't see Oscarville, or the lights and I was a little scared. My mom was driving even though she was a little drunk. We were going and cruised through water and kept going. My mom was driving us to my grandmas house and dropped us off. She took off and before she took off I told her to stop. My mom stopped and I said, "You'll call when you get back to Oscarville!" She yelled back to me and said that she would call. Then she took off again with her headlight and I didn't see her as she was going. I walked to my grandmas with my siblings and my grandma asked where my mom was. I told her that she going back home and that she would call. I went out and went to check out my friends at her house. She was surprised that I went to Napaskiak and I asked if I could use the phone. I called up to my house 20 minutes after and I asked my dad, even though he was drunk, if my mom went back home yet. My dad asked me when she took off to Oscarville and I said, "She went there by herself and took off at 8:35." My dad sounded unsure that my mom never went to Oscarville yet and I became worried. I went to my grandmas house and my mom still never get home yet. I called my dad again and he said that he was at the river looking for my mom. My grandma was asking me if my mom went back home yet. I said no and I called the police to go look for her. I started crying like I've never cried before in a long time. I was soo mad and pissed off. I called my dad and yelled at him, started asking why they drank. He told me that he wasn't drunk, even though I saw him at home drunk, and that he was looking for my mom. He hung up and I wanted to go to the river so bad and look for my mom. But I knew it wasn't going to be good for me looking for my mom at the river because I might drown or something because of the fog. So I decided to wait and see if my mom would call from some where and be alright. I waited and waited for 4-5 hours for someone to call and say that my mom was ok. But no one called until I almost fell asleep. It was around 12 something at night and I was laying on the couch. The phone was by my side and I conked out when the phone started ringing. I couldn't hear anything and I knew I was scared to answer the phone. So I waited for my grandma to let me answer the phone and I woke up suddenly and answered the phone. It was my auntie Fannie and I told her that my dad was looking for my mom still and she said, "so dumb." Then I told her that my mom never go back home yet. My grandma had to come out of bed and I gave the phone to her. As my auntie Fannie and grandma were talking I was wondering if my mom was okay or if my auntie Fannie knew where my mom was. My grandma started sounding worried and I woke up wide awake to hear the news. I asked what was going on and she said that my mom was in Akiachak and that she was okay. She told me that my mom was trying to go to Kwethluk but then she got lost because of the fog. My mom was using only headlights and she was very, very wet when she got to Akiachak. I was so glad she was okay, but I was mad at the same time because I waited for 4-5 hours for someone to call. The next day, my mom went to Kwethluk. My auntie from KWT went to pick her up in Akiachak. I woke up around 9 something in the morning and I asked my grandma if we were leaving off to Akiachak. She said that we'll go and my sisters and my brother were excited. I called my mom and asked her if she'll pick us up from Akiachak with the snow-go and she said that she'll pick us up if she finds gas. My brother was planning on going to Oscarville with Randy to get Randy's dads snow-go and go up to Kwethluk. So they walked to Oscarville and by that time we were getting ready to go Akiachak. We were going by car and it was a full house in that car. We were going down river and we saw Randy and my brother with Randy's dads snow-go. Randy was driving and my brother was in between Randy and my drunk uncle. My uncle was still drunk and we told them to go my auntie Julia's house and let Randy's dad rest there. So I guess Randy and my brother went up to Kwethluk and made it because my brother came from there on Sunday. For long hours, we got to Akiachak (finally). It was boring at some times but had fun with my sisters and my friend. blah blah blah....It was Sunday and we went back home. Idk, I came home and my dad was at home too. Before we were going down to Oscarville, we went to Bethel to drop off my uncle Alexander to the airport. Then we went to AC to get some stuff and I called a friend of mine and said that I was going home. At AC I got Dibs ice-cream and Gatorade. I went back to the car and I didn't want to go home. So back at home, I called my mom, who was still in Kwethluk, said that she was coming back home. Afterwards, I went to see Jackie and yeah. Then Eleanore (my cousin) came back to Oscarville after from being in Bethel. I was glad that she came back and I went to check if my mom came back. She came back alright and my parents were arguing. I was mad with rage and cleaned the table. They were talking things through and after they were done...I went to my room and listened to music. My dad was in the living room and asked where Raeanne was. I didn't want to answer him because I was crying. He came to my room and asked what was wrong. I didn't say anything and tears were falling down my cheeks. He started talking to me and asked in a mean way what was wrong. I told him that I missed my uppa and he told me that...it's ok and that we'll see him again. I cried harder and said to clear anything in my mind about suicidal and other problems. I was trying to be tough, but tears kept coming out. My dad told me that even though hes acting like an a** hole, he still loves us and that he cares for me and my siblings. He may not show it, but he cares. My auntie Fannie tells him what's going on with me. My dad told me that people talk because they care. I was crying and crying. He even told me to start talking to my parents whenever I have problems. Because I can't keep it inside and it can't be like this anymore. I was thinking in my mind that it was going to be soo hard trying to tell them what my problems are. I had to look at my dad when he was talking and...I was thinking, "So hard..it's going to be too hard. But I can do it." After he was done talking, he went out of my room and I decided to go out. I stopped crying for a while until I went to Jackie's house. I went over and told her that I talked to my dad for a while and cried more. I told her it's been three years since I've missed my uppa. I miss him soo much, I can't forget. It's going to be hard and stuff. I told her that I couldn't damn wait to see my uppa again when its my time. We talked and she calmed me down. I felt sleepy after that and went to check Eleanore. We played card-games and told her about me. She too was worried about me and asked what was wrong. She and I knew that she cared about me and wanted to know why I cried. I told her and she said its ok, people can cry. After that I was getting sleepy and went home. Went to bed around 12 something and I couldn't forget about everything. Why does it have to be like this? WHY!?
Gosh...I miss my uppa so bad. My weekend was the same and messed up. My parents were drinking and my mom brought my siblings and I across to Napaskiak. It was very foggy out and my mom was using just a headlight. As we were going, we were half ways across the river and I looked back. All I could see was pitch white fog. I couldn't see Oscarville, or the lights and I was a little scared. My mom was driving even though she was a little drunk. We were going and cruised through water and kept going. My mom was driving us to my grandmas house and dropped us off. She took off and before she took off I told her to stop. My mom stopped and I said, "You'll call when you get back to Oscarville!" She yelled back to me and said that she would call. Then she took off again with her headlight and I didn't see her as she was going. I walked to my grandmas with my siblings and my grandma asked where my mom was. I told her that she going back home and that she would call. I went out and went to check out my friends at her house. She was surprised that I went to Napaskiak and I asked if I could use the phone. I called up to my house 20 minutes after and I asked my dad, even though he was drunk, if my mom went back home yet. My dad asked me when she took off to Oscarville and I said, "She went there by herself and took off at 8:35." My dad sounded unsure that my mom never went to Oscarville yet and I became worried. I went to my grandmas house and my mom still never get home yet. I called my dad again and he said that he was at the river looking for my mom. My grandma was asking me if my mom went back home yet. I said no and I called the police to go look for her. I started crying like I've never cried before in a long time. I was soo mad and pissed off. I called my dad and yelled at him, started asking why they drank. He told me that he wasn't drunk, even though I saw him at home drunk, and that he was looking for my mom. He hung up and I wanted to go to the river so bad and look for my mom. But I knew it wasn't going to be good for me looking for my mom at the river because I might drown or something because of the fog. So I decided to wait and see if my mom would call from some where and be alright. I waited and waited for 4-5 hours for someone to call and say that my mom was ok. But no one called until I almost fell asleep. It was around 12 something at night and I was laying on the couch. The phone was by my side and I conked out when the phone started ringing. I couldn't hear anything and I knew I was scared to answer the phone. So I waited for my grandma to let me answer the phone and I woke up suddenly and answered the phone. It was my auntie Fannie and I told her that my dad was looking for my mom still and she said, "so dumb." Then I told her that my mom never go back home yet. My grandma had to come out of bed and I gave the phone to her. As my auntie Fannie and grandma were talking I was wondering if my mom was okay or if my auntie Fannie knew where my mom was. My grandma started sounding worried and I woke up wide awake to hear the news. I asked what was going on and she said that my mom was in Akiachak and that she was okay. She told me that my mom was trying to go to Kwethluk but then she got lost because of the fog. My mom was using only headlights and she was very, very wet when she got to Akiachak. I was so glad she was okay, but I was mad at the same time because I waited for 4-5 hours for someone to call. The next day, my mom went to Kwethluk. My auntie from KWT went to pick her up in Akiachak. I woke up around 9 something in the morning and I asked my grandma if we were leaving off to Akiachak. She said that we'll go and my sisters and my brother were excited. I called my mom and asked her if she'll pick us up from Akiachak with the snow-go and she said that she'll pick us up if she finds gas. My brother was planning on going to Oscarville with Randy to get Randy's dads snow-go and go up to Kwethluk. So they walked to Oscarville and by that time we were getting ready to go Akiachak. We were going by car and it was a full house in that car. We were going down river and we saw Randy and my brother with Randy's dads snow-go. Randy was driving and my brother was in between Randy and my drunk uncle. My uncle was still drunk and we told them to go my auntie Julia's house and let Randy's dad rest there. So I guess Randy and my brother went up to Kwethluk and made it because my brother came from there on Sunday. For long hours, we got to Akiachak (finally). It was boring at some times but had fun with my sisters and my friend. blah blah blah....It was Sunday and we went back home. Idk, I came home and my dad was at home too. Before we were going down to Oscarville, we went to Bethel to drop off my uncle Alexander to the airport. Then we went to AC to get some stuff and I called a friend of mine and said that I was going home. At AC I got Dibs ice-cream and Gatorade. I went back to the car and I didn't want to go home. So back at home, I called my mom, who was still in Kwethluk, said that she was coming back home. Afterwards, I went to see Jackie and yeah. Then Eleanore (my cousin) came back to Oscarville after from being in Bethel. I was glad that she came back and I went to check if my mom came back. She came back alright and my parents were arguing. I was mad with rage and cleaned the table. They were talking things through and after they were done...I went to my room and listened to music. My dad was in the living room and asked where Raeanne was. I didn't want to answer him because I was crying. He came to my room and asked what was wrong. I didn't say anything and tears were falling down my cheeks. He started talking to me and asked in a mean way what was wrong. I told him that I missed my uppa and he told me that...it's ok and that we'll see him again. I cried harder and said to clear anything in my mind about suicidal and other problems. I was trying to be tough, but tears kept coming out. My dad told me that even though hes acting like an a** hole, he still loves us and that he cares for me and my siblings. He may not show it, but he cares. My auntie Fannie tells him what's going on with me. My dad told me that people talk because they care. I was crying and crying. He even told me to start talking to my parents whenever I have problems. Because I can't keep it inside and it can't be like this anymore. I was thinking in my mind that it was going to be soo hard trying to tell them what my problems are. I had to look at my dad when he was talking and...I was thinking, "So hard..it's going to be too hard. But I can do it." After he was done talking, he went out of my room and I decided to go out. I stopped crying for a while until I went to Jackie's house. I went over and told her that I talked to my dad for a while and cried more. I told her it's been three years since I've missed my uppa. I miss him soo much, I can't forget. It's going to be hard and stuff. I told her that I couldn't damn wait to see my uppa again when its my time. We talked and she calmed me down. I felt sleepy after that and went to check Eleanore. We played card-games and told her about me. She too was worried about me and asked what was wrong. She and I knew that she cared about me and wanted to know why I cried. I told her and she said its ok, people can cry. After that I was getting sleepy and went home. Went to bed around 12 something and I couldn't forget about everything. Why does it have to be like this? WHY!?
2.17.2009
(I think) its great...BUT NO! I HATED Friday the 13th.
My weekend wasn't any fun, but I laughed at some times. The hardest I ever laughed was when my aunt's friend came over to her house late at night. She was talking and talking about one of her most funny stories I've heard. Every time I think about the story she told, I'd smile.
What bothers me is Friday, the 13th. That was the most [scariest?] unbelievable day I have ever lived. On that night, my "little" aunt and I were sleeping over at my great-grandmas house and my mom was over visiting. My other aunt (who lives at the house were sleeping at) was telling my mom stories and it was enjoyable. My lil' aunt and I listened and tried connecting those stories to other things we experienced. Then my mom got a phone call on her cell and was told that my moms brother [my uncle] was at the clinic. He was drinking and was with his girlfriend on that night. Yea, it was Friday, the 13th. It was humiliating! I hated that night and wish it never ended up like that. My uncle had cuts all over his left and right arm. He got those cuts, (deep cuts), because he broke his window at my grandmas house [my mom's moms house] and there was blood on his floor and on the living room floor. My moms sister [Josephine] had to clean up the blood while my uncle was at the clinic. My aunt and I went over to my moms moms house and when I went into my uncles room, there was glass all over the floor. I saw drops of blood and I felt sorry for that damn bastard. (sorry, but I was mad..kinda) It was my uncles own fault, and it was his choice to drink. My other uncle was drinking too, his name is Jonathan, but we call him Jam. From what my mom and auntie heard, Jam got my uncle mad [Raymond] and that was when he broke his window. We thought that his girlfriend got him mad, but it was Jam.
Also before that incident, my oother uncle, Chris got mad by Raymond. Raymond was accusing Chris (who is 16 or 17) of something and Chris got mad. Chris got out his pistol and pointed at Raymond and started crying. He was so mad at that point and he didn't know what to do. Chris went over to his friends house and stayed there. When my auntie heard that he has his gun, she started looking for him and I was at my grandmas house.
At my grandmas house my auntie, Aan, got a phone call that Chris was found at his friends house and Aan called him there and told him to stay there. My other uncle Jackson, was scared. *sigh* I went to go see him and he was crying. I asked him what was wrong and he said that he was scared. You see, he was in jail for 3 months and he told me that he got lots of help when he was in jail. He talks to people or friends when he has problems and its easy for him. I wish i could do that. So anywho, he was talking to me and we started talking. I asked him, "Are you scared of the family falling apart?" He nodded and said yaa. I cried a little and he told me that he missed his dad and I wanted to cry so bad. But I couldn't, and he was talking about his dad and I told him that I only knew him when was 6 years old. and that he would send me junk food because i was a junky eater when i was young. He'd call me "junky" and I would get a big box of junk in the mail. Thats all i remember about my uppa from Kwethluk, he was also a dog-musher. Anyways, Jackson told me that he didn't want OUR family falling apart. He even told me that when he was in jail, he thought that he wouldn't make it through. After we talked, he told me that he'll join the navy after graduating, and I said, "I'll join with you." and a tear came down my cheek. I asked him if he felt better and he said yaa. My auntie Aan told me to clean the table and I did. I told her that Jackson changed and I was glad he did. I also told Jackson never to do anything stupid, like taking a knife or gun to commit suicide. He said that was bull-crap and he wouldn't do such a dang thing. I really liked having that conversation with my uncle and it kind of helped me when I was talking to him. Like when i was talking to him about suicide. I was thinking, cool! i just talked about this and i think that its not a good thing to do. My auntie said that hes been like that ever since he got out of jail. I was surprised how he changed and I liked him how he was. So after that, my uncle Raymond was at the hospital with his girlfriend to get his cuts stitched up. I was glad and my other uncle Jam was out drinking some where and my aunt and I were good. Aan, Jackson, and I slept alone at my grandmas house and the next day we woke up cold. My mom woke me up, she slept at Bessies, and told me that she was going to the store. I woke up right away and fallowed her to the store. Anywhoo, I just wanted to talk about my talk with my uncle and that day when Raymond got stitches. My weekend, (Friday 13-Sunday 15) was stupid. But I was glad I got to see my moms side of the family. Every time we go up to Kwethluk, its always a time to laugh. Thats a good thing, but when something goes wrong, my moms sisters will try to fix the problem as a family TOGETHER.
What bothers me is Friday, the 13th. That was the most [scariest?] unbelievable day I have ever lived. On that night, my "little" aunt and I were sleeping over at my great-grandmas house and my mom was over visiting. My other aunt (who lives at the house were sleeping at) was telling my mom stories and it was enjoyable. My lil' aunt and I listened and tried connecting those stories to other things we experienced. Then my mom got a phone call on her cell and was told that my moms brother [my uncle] was at the clinic. He was drinking and was with his girlfriend on that night. Yea, it was Friday, the 13th. It was humiliating! I hated that night and wish it never ended up like that. My uncle had cuts all over his left and right arm. He got those cuts, (deep cuts), because he broke his window at my grandmas house [my mom's moms house] and there was blood on his floor and on the living room floor. My moms sister [Josephine] had to clean up the blood while my uncle was at the clinic. My aunt and I went over to my moms moms house and when I went into my uncles room, there was glass all over the floor. I saw drops of blood and I felt sorry for that damn bastard. (sorry, but I was mad..kinda) It was my uncles own fault, and it was his choice to drink. My other uncle was drinking too, his name is Jonathan, but we call him Jam. From what my mom and auntie heard, Jam got my uncle mad [Raymond] and that was when he broke his window. We thought that his girlfriend got him mad, but it was Jam.
Also before that incident, my oother uncle, Chris got mad by Raymond. Raymond was accusing Chris (who is 16 or 17) of something and Chris got mad. Chris got out his pistol and pointed at Raymond and started crying. He was so mad at that point and he didn't know what to do. Chris went over to his friends house and stayed there. When my auntie heard that he has his gun, she started looking for him and I was at my grandmas house.
At my grandmas house my auntie, Aan, got a phone call that Chris was found at his friends house and Aan called him there and told him to stay there. My other uncle Jackson, was scared. *sigh* I went to go see him and he was crying. I asked him what was wrong and he said that he was scared. You see, he was in jail for 3 months and he told me that he got lots of help when he was in jail. He talks to people or friends when he has problems and its easy for him. I wish i could do that. So anywho, he was talking to me and we started talking. I asked him, "Are you scared of the family falling apart?" He nodded and said yaa. I cried a little and he told me that he missed his dad and I wanted to cry so bad. But I couldn't, and he was talking about his dad and I told him that I only knew him when was 6 years old. and that he would send me junk food because i was a junky eater when i was young. He'd call me "junky" and I would get a big box of junk in the mail. Thats all i remember about my uppa from Kwethluk, he was also a dog-musher. Anyways, Jackson told me that he didn't want OUR family falling apart. He even told me that when he was in jail, he thought that he wouldn't make it through. After we talked, he told me that he'll join the navy after graduating, and I said, "I'll join with you." and a tear came down my cheek. I asked him if he felt better and he said yaa. My auntie Aan told me to clean the table and I did. I told her that Jackson changed and I was glad he did. I also told Jackson never to do anything stupid, like taking a knife or gun to commit suicide. He said that was bull-crap and he wouldn't do such a dang thing. I really liked having that conversation with my uncle and it kind of helped me when I was talking to him. Like when i was talking to him about suicide. I was thinking, cool! i just talked about this and i think that its not a good thing to do. My auntie said that hes been like that ever since he got out of jail. I was surprised how he changed and I liked him how he was. So after that, my uncle Raymond was at the hospital with his girlfriend to get his cuts stitched up. I was glad and my other uncle Jam was out drinking some where and my aunt and I were good. Aan, Jackson, and I slept alone at my grandmas house and the next day we woke up cold. My mom woke me up, she slept at Bessies, and told me that she was going to the store. I woke up right away and fallowed her to the store. Anywhoo, I just wanted to talk about my talk with my uncle and that day when Raymond got stitches. My weekend, (Friday 13-Sunday 15) was stupid. But I was glad I got to see my moms side of the family. Every time we go up to Kwethluk, its always a time to laugh. Thats a good thing, but when something goes wrong, my moms sisters will try to fix the problem as a family TOGETHER.
2.02.2009
Reverse The Curse
Here’s To The Night
By: Chinace Egoak
The moon is shining
The clouds are blending into one
Stars come out
Making the night brighter
Green, grasses come to life,
So does the old oak tree
Colorful skies make the night come to life,
Taking over day
Welcome to the night,
As the earth sleeps,
Until morning comes
By: Chinace Egoak
The moon is shining
The clouds are blending into one
Stars come out
Making the night brighter
Green, grasses come to life,
So does the old oak tree
Colorful skies make the night come to life,
Taking over day
Welcome to the night,
As the earth sleeps,
Until morning comes
1.15.2009
--Holiday
*sigh* I wish it was summer...it is a time when I can do anything I want. I kinda want to
get out of school. But at the same time, I don't want to. Quicky, I don't know what to say. Summer should be here and school out for 3-4 months. During the summer I imagine myself far away, running. I don't know what I'm running from though. Maybe I'm running because I want to, or either I have fears that I want to face. Some people say they run
away so that they can feel free from home or some place else where it is bothering
them. Gosh, I wish life was easier. But look, we have to face everything that is in front
of us. There is going to be hard times where you have to work hard to get where or what you want. Life's hard, that is what people say. But I know what they talk about. People from back then used to say that they didn't have it all "easy". Had to work as twice as hard during chores, wake up at the dawn of morning, and get hit if they did something wrong. Either they would get hit if they didn't listen.
Imagine running away, being free from everything. Do you know how much joy that would be? Laughing and smiling, seeing things outside of your stuck world. If you think you can be free, well you can. You just have to think of a place so far away....from yourself and those other people who tell you that your "world" never exists. Just think, and you'll have it to yourself. Well I have nothing much left to say.
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