( Aug. 13th, 2005 11:15 pm)
You know what sucks? Other than the fact that this map of Manitobadivides the areas around Thompson that I'll be travelling to in a way that makes me have to download four separate PDF files, it looks like I'm going to have to take the train to Pikwitonei.

You know what's even more frustrating? Searching for Pikwitonei in GoogleMaps and ending up in Winnipeg. No! Bad internets, no cookie.

Okay, google map. I think the whitish area here is Pikwitonei. I still have to figure out how to get there (along with York Landing and Cranberry Portage).
( Jun. 28th, 2005 04:46 pm)
At the university. Was walking down Portage, past the bus stop when this frantic teen boy (maybe 19) stops me and asks if I have any spare change. I was about to go into auto-pilot and say no (after constantly being told, I've stopped going into my wallet on busy streets), and he says "I need about $3.75 to make the bus fare for Thompson. Anything you can give would help."

I stopped and looked at him, and then smiled. I gave him four dollars, and said "I just got back from Thompson the other day." He smiled too.

You know what? Even if he was lying (which I don't think he was), I could care less. It just felt like the right thing to do.
( Jun. 27th, 2005 07:42 pm)
It's very, very hard to readjust to the south after being up north. We arrived in the city last night at 10:20, and it was already dark (in Thompson it didn't get dark like that until about 11:30). It was just another reminder as to how far I am from where I was beginning to feel as if I belonged.

I've decided to learn Cree. Last week I had the pleasure of sitting, drinking tea and just listening to people fluently speaking Cree for hours. It was amazing. I want to learn it.

I'm also feeling more connected spiritually. I can't explain it; when I try I end up flailing for words.

I was going to say that I feel more like an adult now, but no. I just feel more like me.
( Jun. 26th, 2005 11:44 pm)
I'm back.
( Jun. 24th, 2005 03:59 pm)

I hope to figure out how to make ths trip at some point this summer: Winnipeg to York Landing

Also, if I can get to Saddle Crek, Alberta, sometime this summer, that wouldbe awesome.

( Jun. 24th, 2005 03:38 pm)
Woke up at 4:30 with a nightmare. Had a cup of tea, finished reading People of the Deer, and then fell asleep. Woke up with William yelling at me to look at the snow outside.


Yes. Snow.
( Jun. 23rd, 2005 04:38 pm)
I feel as if I'm spinning my wheels here. Not much more is getting done- I did an interview yesterday, but I only really got a life history, and not so much with the stories. I'm kicking myself for missing the storytelling at National Aboriginal Day.

Went to Peter Geller's book launch for his book 'Northern Exposures' I have the feeling that Richling would love this book, so I'll reccomend it to him upon my return.

I have to laugh- earlier when it was so hot up here, it was freezing down in Winnipeg. Now that it's cool and rainy, it feels like +40 degrees there.
( Jun. 21st, 2005 01:46 pm)
A Cree joke:

So a hunter is out hunting to feed his family. He can't catch anything, but a turtle, so he brings it home, and pops it into the microwave for a few minutes.

After the bell sounds, he opens the microwave door. The turtle pops his head out and says "Send in four more rocks."

*ba dum dum ching!*

I'll explain it another time, but believe me. Funny.

So yes. Corie + millions of mosquitos - internet access = unhappy.

Corie + fluent Cree spoken around her x 4 hours (at least) + sweat lodge + elders ceremony + stories = ecstatic.

unhapy + ecstatic = pretty damn good.

( Jun. 17th, 2005 11:14 am)
In Thompson. Things are teh crazee. Retreated to the library for my sanity, even though I'm probably missing stuff back at the house.

What up, homies?
( Jun. 14th, 2005 08:59 pm)
At the moment it looks like I won't be going up to Thompson this week, to camp and observe the summer celebrations, because I haven't been able to get a hold of anyone.

I'm feeling a little hurt by the whole thing, really. Not badly, but still. Eh, it's my own fault in the end.

If anything, this gives me more time to get registered for classes, and to continue writing.

I'm going to go cry now.
( Jun. 14th, 2005 03:04 pm)
Airbase hosts 1st military gay wedding Cool.

MP O'Brien throws wrench into night of confidence votes Not cool.

A part of my life seems to be flailing wildly out of control. I'm not sure what to do about it- I'd like to go for it, but I know that in doing so I'd be putting other things at risk. /cryptic

Is there any way I can edit mps and wavs? I'm getting sick of having songs with up to a minute of crowd reactions on them.
( Jun. 9th, 2005 08:08 pm)
New icon, which I love dearly. Fichtner!

I really need to get up off of my ass and set up more interviews for when I go back up North next week, as well as making arrangements with professors to set up the double honours thing, since I'm supposed to be registering the day after I get back from Thompson.

For the double honours Anthro requirement, I need 3 more hours at the 4000 level, and 6 hours at either 3 or 4000 level. Because I need to take at least 2 more classes to bring my GPA up (I need at least a B+ and an A-), I assume I'll do a 3 hour reading course at the 4000 level, and another 3 hour course at the 3000 level.

The calender doesn't sa what the double honours requirements are for linguistics, but my GPA is good enough there that I'm only concerned about getting the right courses, and that should be easy enough to do. I just need to phone the professor to find out how many hours I actually need.

So. Need to get approval to take Anthro honours courses and set up a reading course (preferably dealing with oral history), and officially into the linguistics honours program, and decide on a textual analysis topic (probably something to do with oral storytelling).

I need to phone Stella Neff, Flora Beardy, Elsie Clemons and some other elders to set up interviews, as well as contacting others to find out when I can go up north and what I need to bring with me to the camp (tent, sleeping bag, clothes, tape recorder... do I need to bring food?) I also have to look for gifts, as well as buy tobacco and make pouches for the offerings for the elders.

And since I got home on Monday I have done nothing. *facepalm* But at leasst I have a spiffy new icon. :)
( Jun. 7th, 2005 10:26 pm)
Three new icons, two devoted to my time up north.

Tea, essential for ethnography in the north: and a Cree tipi from the Curtis prints I was talking about before: .

The third is an icon of two of the more neglected characters in King Arthur, Allecto and Fulcinia. I made it a long time ago, but thought that this was the time to show it off. *flaunts*
( Jun. 7th, 2005 12:03 pm)
So I've been keeping an eye out for this book, and lo and behold, one of my study participants had a copy. I looked through it, and I'm thinking of buying it for myself on ebay: Portraits from North American Indian Life, by Edward S. Curtis. Grace's copy had water damage, and this one has a little bit of damage done to corners.

Surprise surprise, it's a cloudy, rainy day. One of those days meant for staying inside with tea and reading, so I'm doing that with Earl Grey and Sharpe's Company.
( Jun. 6th, 2005 06:49 am)
Well, I'm back.
So. I've been paying much closer attention to the news since I've been up here, and dude. I know we talk a lot about the conservative and "liberal" (ie, "left wing" bias of the media, that I'm putting in quotation marks because it's kind of a joke, really) but I was watching the CBC Newsworld coverage of the Grewal tapes, and the possible doctoring of them, and dude. The anchor moderating the converstaion between the four parties was so biased towards the Liberals, it was a joke. Gah.

The whole Grewal thing is just so fucked up, man. And, while I don't like the idea of the Liberals having offered (if they did indeed offer anything, which I'm sure they did, because hey. Politics.) the fact that Harper has no problem with one of his MPs having recorded a private conversation just blows my mind. This whole thing has just dragged Canadian politics back into the bitterness that it was just starting to leave behind. Bah.

In other news, I may be home Monday morning now.
( Jun. 2nd, 2005 01:48 pm)
Feeling that "Ohmigod,whatamidoinghere?" feeling again. Pretty sure it's because I'm house-sitting all by myself. Beside myself with fear that something's going to happen to the house or the animals. Gah.

I've been puzzling over something said to me the other day. I was invited to go out to Leaf Rapids to interview people, and the guy said that when people go out to stay there for a while the both get what they want, and also what they need. I was thinking about this for a while-I want interviews, I want to hear interesting stories.

I need confidence.
( Jun. 1st, 2005 04:38 pm)
Just did my first interview. It went alright, I guess. Not as many stories as I would have liked, but I kind of expecteed that.

Still not sure how large of an honorarium to give- we only talked for two hours (I was expecting four), and not that many stories, mostly life history and commentary. At least I have a day or two to figure it out, since she wants me to donate it to the local zoo. She's so sweet.
( Jun. 1st, 2005 11:43 am)

You Are The Wayfarer Guide
"I'll show you the way."

Your deep insight and quick wisdom never ceases to amaze those around you. You are the guiding light for many of those you know and are not afraid to help anyone else who asks. Not very many acknowledge your tremendous help and effort, but you do not mind that so much. You've seen what is in store for them, and will be there should they need your help. You enjoy people in general, but are very selective of who you let see the real you. Others see you as an enigma of sorts, a mystery that is seemingly ever changing.

Which Classic Story Role Do You Play?
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I talked with my mom last night, and we discussed the Sasquatch that has seized the imagination of Northern Manitoba recently. What I find really interesting is not the sasquatch, but the resurgence of giant beaver stories from a lot of the storytellers I've listened to recently. As I told my mom "Yeah, there's been a lot of giant beaver stories, and tons of dirty jokes." Oh Cree elders. So wise, so naughty.

Need to figure out how to get a taxi. Need to get to my first interview in an hour an a half. It's +27, and feels to me like it's above thirty. Heh. It's warmer here than in Winnipeg (where apparently it's raining like mad.) Of course now the bugs are starting to come out. Dammit.

Moved otu of the YWCA, and am housesitting for William Dumas. His brother has invited me out to Leaf Rapids at some point in the future, so this should be good.

Am getting tanned, and happy.




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