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NOTEBOOK from*the*editor Hello New Tribe Readers, Welcome to the combined December/January issue of New Tribe magazine. It has been a great year for New Tribe and all of us here look forward to welcoming the new year, and everything it will have to offer, with open eyes, heart, and mind. We decided to combine the winter issues, as opposed to summer as usual, because it seems like there is much more action during the warmer months so it made sense to change things around a little. The good thing is we made this issue 48 pages instead of the usual 40 so enjoy the extra pages of exciting content.

Need updates on upcoming USAY and New Tribe Magazine events? Feel free to search us out on Face book and join our growing friends list. We post upcoming events, submission requirements and deadlines, and fun stuff like upcoming movie nights and book clubs. It is also a great place to comment on stories or articles you wish to see in our upcoming issues. Do you have an opinion on this issue of New Tribe magazine? Good, bad, or ugly send in your thoughts and we will print it in the letters section. In closing the staff at New Tribe and USAY want to wish everyone a very Happy Holiday and a safe New Year. Take this time to spend with loved ones and create memories that will last well into the future

This combined issue is overflowing with great submissions and includes our cover story featuring Twilight star, Tyson Houseman. We also have great contributions from Spread the word, and stay true to it. Jason Eaglespeaker, Keegan John Medeiros Starlight, Cassandra Loon, Managing Editor Elodie Caron and many more! HAPPY HOLIDAYS FROM NEW TRIBE MAGAZINE & THE URBAN SOCIETY FOR ABORIGINAL YOUTH




Calgary’s Aboriginal Youth Monthly Managing Editor John Medeiros Art Direction Aboriginal Design Group Urban Society for Aboriginal Youth Suite 1109, 615 Macleod Trail South Calgary, Alberta T2G 4T8 403.233.8225 Executive Director LeeAnne Sicker Program Manager Rachel Paris Executive Assistant Jessica Hawryluk Board of Directors President Sarena Provost Vice-President Amanda Gonet Treasurer Melaina Patenaude Secretary Cheryl Hanley Directors Ryan Willert Cassandra Loon (Full list not available at time of printing) NEW TRIBE is a monthly magazine. Our mission is to promote a positive outlook on Aboriginal living in an urban setting by promoting information sharing within the Aboriginal and youth communities Opinions expressed in submitted work/letters are those of the authors and do not necessarily reflect the views of NEW TRIBE or USAY. This magazine is a forum for Aboriginal youth to speak their minds and share their stories without intervention.

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Aboriginal Happenings From Across Canada Northern Manitoba chief calls for help with killer flu

WINNIPEG -- Aboriginal leaders say the federal and provincial governments must step up efforts to battle a flu outbreak in Garden Hill First Nation that has already left two people dead and a third fighting for her life. Northern Manitoba Grand Chief David Harper said the reserve has only one doctor for its 4,000 residents and ongoing problems with overcrowded housing and lack of running water are making a bad situation worse. Harper said more than 20 people are being treated for flu at the reserve — including a three-year-old and five-year-old. “(Provincial officials) are saying this is just a common flu, but when people are coughing up blood, this is not a regular flu,” Harper said. Chief provincial public health officer, Dr. Joel Kettner, said he believes the community has been hit by an outbreak of the seasonal flu — not the more serious H1N1 virus.


their people?” I thought. Ò That doesnÕ t mean that itÕ s not a serious illness or one that we can dismiss, but it does mean itÕ s not a reason for panic or a feeling that this isnÕ t something that we can prepare for, manage and deal with as we do with seasonal influenza,” Kettner said. The outbreak is the only one in the province, he said. Kettner said both people who died had underlying medical problems. He said in a normal year, about 50 to 100 Manitobans die of an flu-related illness. Many are in poor health to begin with, including the elderly or those with chronic health conditions.

Chiefs’ salary issue torqued to suit agenda

CANADA Ð A media release by the Canadian Taxpayers Federation that revealed the salaries paid to some chiefs and councillors across Canada has tarred all First Nations leaders with the same brush. I have to admit that when I first saw the information, I was both flabbergasted and outraged. Ò How can these guys do this to


However, a deeper look reveals the flaws in the CTFÕ s analysis. It appears that the salary grid in Saskatchewan is less onerous than it is in other provinces. According to a statement from the Federation of Saskatchewan Indian Nations, about one-third of the First Nations leaders here make less than $40,000 a year, and only a few exceed $100,000. The figures provided by the CTF were obtained from the Department of Indian Affairs under the Access to Information Act. The sum includes an individualÕ s annual salary plus his or her travel expenses. This falsely inflates the numbers. Nobody else includes travel expenses as a part of their income, so why should aboriginal leaders? Travel expenses constitute a reimbursement for the cost of hotel rooms, meals, mileage and incidentals. SOURCE - DOUG CUTHAND, THE STARPHOENIX

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A PAINTING AT CHRISTMAS Blake sighed with each book he threw into his locker. His eyes ached and his shoulders burned. He spent last night washing dishes at his job, the dinner crowd ran over late which meant he had to work even later. He barely woke up in time for school, much less even concentrate in geometry. “We’re going to have to move,” his mother said this morning as she poured cereal for Blake, then herself. “We can’t afford this place.” Blake looked over to his fatherÕ s chair, already empty. His dad lost his job, sixteen months ago to be exact and since then has spent every waking hour trying to find a new job. Lately, he would stand at the corner, four blocks over in hopes that a construction manager would hire him for the day for general labor. He was once so proud of his job, working as a Production supervisor. The company often threw family picnics and dinners for their employees, Blake remembered one picnic in particular. It was where he met Kerri. He mulled over that thought as he stood in front of his locker. He could take his books home with him and attempt


to finish his geometry homework. But who was he kidding? He would head home, change into his uniform and head straight to work. Most of the time, he would collapse in bed after work, too tired to even open his books. Everyday Blake hoped that his father could find a job again, so that he wouldnÕ t have to work. Blake’s paychecks went to buy groceries; his mother didn’t make much at her waitress job. Her tips barely covered the bills. Blake checked his watch; Kerri would just be getting out of school. She lived 20 minutes away from Blake and attended a private girlsÕ school. Just about now, her driver would be picking her up from school to take her to her tennis lessons. Blake smiled as he remembered the faces Kerri would make when her driver picked her up. Kerri was different from most girls that lived on that side of town. While she could have anything she desired, she didnÕ t desire much. She was content with a sketchbook and pencils, which she would fill with artwork. It never seemed to bother her to visit Blake’s one bedroom apartment where he


slept on the couch. When the company folded and Blake’s father lost his job, Kerri’s father was quickly able to find another job largely in part to his buddy that he golfed with on the weekends. Unfortunately, the company did not have any positions for Blake’s father. Blake headed home, hoping that Kerri would call there. “I found the most perfect gift for you,” Kerri gushed on the phone, Ò you are going to love it, but I wonÕ t give you any hints.” Blake smiled; he knew Kerri had something perfect for him. “No hints?” Blake replied as he pulled his uniform over his head, Ò Well I guess IÕ ll have to wait.” With a quick look at his watch, he said his goodbyes and hung up the phone. He needed to catch the bus to head to his work. Blake spent most of his time on the bus thinking of how he could earn extra money to buy Kerri a Christmas present. Over washing dishes, he realized that he would only be able to make an extra twenty dollars if he picked up a shift. Twenty dollars didnÕ t amount to much, what could he find for that amount?

Fiction What could he give Kerri for Christmas that she would love and show off? “C’mon man, don’t they pay you to work here?” Blake looked up, realizing that the dishes were piling up quickly. “We finally got a live one here!” Joe laughed then slapped Blake on the back. Joe was a waiter there, with a wife and two boys of his own; he often stopped to talk to Blake. Joe admired how hard Blake worked, and knew that Blake gave all of his paycheck to his mother. He also knew when something was bothering Blake. “I know you’re not thinking about your English paper thatÕ s due, I am gonna guess it’s your girlfriend.” Joe leaned against the wall as he flipped through his orders. Blake sighed and as he pushed a rack of dishes through the dishwasher he said, “Christmas, I have nothing to give Kerri.” Ò Of course you do, youÕ re just not looking at the right place. Listen, head down Monroe Street on your way home.

You’ll get an idea for a present.” Joe winked and pushed through the door heading to the dining room. Blake took long way home, turning onto Monroe Street. Walking past empty warehouses and closed stores, he wondered if Joe lost his mind. Stopping in front of a church, Blake climbed the stairs to sit but noticed that the doors were open. Stepping in, Blake drew in his breath, Joe was right. He not only knew Blake well, but he knew Kerri well. Blake turned and jogged to the bus stop, a smile on his face. The next day was Saturday; Blake worked the lunch shift and hurried home to change. Carefully he packed dinner into his backpack, that Joe had given him at work with a wink. “Consider it my Christmas bonus to you,” Joe said. He had given Kerri the address and would meet her there at the church. “Blake?” Kerri called from outside the church doors. Blake opened the door for her, smiled and held her hand. There wasn’t a need to explain or talk. Kerri gasped as she walked in, “What is this

place?” Ò It was a church, but now itÕ s just a place for people to come and think. Artists come and leave behind their work.” Blake said. While the church had beautiful vaulted ceilings and marble pillars, it was the thousands and thousands of artwork that was taped upon the walls that made Kerri smile. Birds folded from paper and strung up, floated in the air. Kerri walked through, stopping to touch and admire different paintings and drawings. Ò This is the best present I have ever gotten,” Kerri turned and kissed Blake. “I’d like to draw and leave something here.” Ò Of course, I bought dinner so we can stay as long as you like.” Blake said as they settled on the blanket he bought and began to eat the dinner that was layed out. Candles were lit surrounding the picnic area and Blake had bought flowers for her. Kerri pulled out her sketchbook and with a quick smile to Blake, she began to sketch.




On the Table Elodie Caron Sure, Christmas is all chocolate and candy and barrels of cookies all over the place, and no one’s complaining, but who says you can’t save a few for the dark days of January and February? That’s when you really need some cheering up, anyway, and milk and cookies almost always work. Butter Cookies - Makes 2 dozen 1 cup (salted) butter, softened 1/2 cup icing sugar 1 teaspoon vanilla extract 1 1/2 cups flour 2 bags Hershey’s kisses, peeled and kept cold In a medium bowl, cream together the butter and sugar until light and fluffy. Stir in the vanilla, then gradually add the flour, mixing until a soft dough forms. Refrigerate for about 1/2 an hour to 45 minutes, until the dough is solid enough to be workable but not too hard to form. While the dough is cooling, preheat the oven to 350 degrees. Pulling pieces from the dough, roll them into small rounds, about tablespoon size. Place the cookies 2 inches apart on a baking sheet and bake about 8 - 10 minutes, until the edges are beginning to brown. If the dough is cold enough, the cookies won’t flatten and spread out on the sheet. Take them out of the oven, let them sit about a minute, then transfer them to a cooling rack or flip another baking sheet over and arrange them on top. While the cookies are still hot, press a Kiss into the center of each one, just until the chocolate is secured. They’ll melt a little bit, but as long as you don’t touch them again, they’ll keep their shape. Once you’ve done all of the cookies, put them somewhere cold, like the freezer or next to an open window, until they’ve cooled enough to be moved.You don’t want the chocolate oozing everywhere. Make sure to store them somewhere cool for up to a week, or freeze them for up to a month. Thumbprint Cookies - Makes 2 dozen 1 cup butter, softened 1/2 cup packed brown sugar 2 egg yolks 1 teaspoon vanilla 2 cups flour 1/2 teaspoon salt 1 jar jam or preserves Preheat the oven to 300 degrees. Cream the butter, sugar and egg yolk together. Add the vanilla flour and salt and mix well. Shape the dough into small rounds and place 2 inches apart on a baking sheet. Bake for 5 minutes, then remove from the oven and press your thumb (careful, they’re hot) or a small spoon into the center of each cookie, leaving a small dent. With a small spoon, drop a small amount of the jam or preserves into the dents, making sure it’s not spilling over the edges of the cookies. Put them back in the oven and bake for 6 - 8 more minutes. If you want, when you’re separating the egg yolks, you can save the egg whites and roll the raw cookies in them, then roll it in some crushed nuts, before putting the cookies in the oven. This can get messy, though, so be prepared to get your hands dirty. Also, you can try Nutella or another kind of chocolate or caramel spread in place of the jam.




On the Table




Tips On Keeping Busy In Winter James Pedigrew The long winter months can be a trying time for parents when it comes to keeping kids active and not glued to the television or on the computer. It is especially difficult for working families to monitor their childÕ s activities. When living in an area where the weather can play a big part in keeping kids indoors, planning activities that will keep them busy when they are not in school doesnÕ t have to be a struggle. There are many activities for different ages that can keep them active. Board games can be educational and teach them how to interact with others. Arts and crafts can be another great past time. Since most big holidays occur in the winter months making holiday decorations and gifts can really keep those little hands busy and feeling proud about their accomplishments.

centers and to older people that have a difficult time getting out in the cold weather. This would teach them the art of helping others and giving to their community.

Most kids whether young or older love to bake. Baking holiday cookies can be very rewarding and can also teach them on how to properly use the oven and how to measure the different ingredients that go into the recipes. The children can also wrap up their bake goods in pretty packages and take them to senior

Having kids take up a hobby is also a good way to pass those long winter months. Perhaps they would like to learn how to play a new instrument or join a youth center and get involved in arts and crafts or other activities that are provided. This is especially helpful for children that do not have siblings. Reward children


Giving kids a list of daily chores will teach them responsibility and also will follow them into their adult hood. This will also teach them how to handle responsibilities and is good work experience. Having children help plan family vacations is a way of letting your kids get involved in family decisions. Have them put down on paper their favorite vacation spots. They may also want to draw pictures and discuss their plans with each other. This not only can be fun and interesting, but it can also let parents know what type of vacation their kids really want.


for their accomplishments by giving them a little more allowance when they have done something special like earning a good grade on a test, or doing something extra at home without being asked. Working parents that have caregivers for their children should have a activity schedule that the caregiver should follow, a list of activities such as taking time for reading, or for younger children having their favorite book read to them, and maybe giving the older children a reward for reading the most books, they can choose a favorite movie or a special dinner that they would enjoy. Have the children help with preparing their lunches. Putting together a peanut butter and jelly sandwich can be easy as well as fun. Encouraging them to put together a lunch menu can be also fun. They can make colorful menus and draw their favorite lunch foods and each can get a turn choosing each day from their own personal menu. There are many ways in which kids can entertain themselves throughout the day. Making homemade craft is

one of them. Parents can save old egg and milk cartons, the kids can make a wide variety of projects out of them. An egg carton can be used in many different ways such as a jewelry box for the girls to put their little treasures and boys can use them as a storage place for their favorite little items that they have saved. Keeping teens busy during the winter months can be extremely worrisome for most working and stay at home parents. With so many dangers in todayÕ s world, a parent can really find this to be a difficult time. Giving your teen more responsibility can be one answer. Having them do chores around the house and giving them an allowance can show them that completing their tasks can be rewarding, not just in getting paid but also knowing that they have accomplished something on their own. This can benefit them when they get into the work force. Having your teen join a youth group can be a way for them to make good friends and join in activities such as

sports or a book club. Having your teen volunteer his or her time can also be a good way for teens to share their time. Many local hospitals have volunteer programs for teens. Also, there are many animal shelters that need help and this can also turn into a possible job someday if they show interest in this field. Joining a study group through their school can be a good way for them to get together with their classmates and study for upcoming test by quizzing each other and sharing thoughts and ideas about what is happening in todayÕ s world. Inviting a friend over for dinner or a sleepover can be a way for parents to meet their teenÕ s friends and spending time with them by having a family game night, or just hanging out together with some pizza or popcorn. Having your teen choose what type of activity they would enjoy is also wise. Often, parents will insist that their child join activities that they are really not interested in doing and this will just cause stress for both the parent and their teenager.

COMMUNITY A part time job is a good way for teens to earn their own spending money and learn how to handle themselves in the outside world. This will not only give them something to do with their time but will also teach them the value of money and working with others. Outdoor activities are also very important for both young children as well as teens. Getting teens to spend time outside can be a challenge. Younger children will enjoy outdoor activity more than a teenager. Encourage them take part in outdoor sports such as sled riding, or joining a ski-club. Getting a family membership to your local Y or community gym is another option. There are many indoor activities for kids of all ages. Swimming in a heated pool can be a fun pastime for the kids and they will benefit from the exercise as well as give them a good source of burning off energy. There are many activities available for kids at the Y, and parents can also exercise with their children.




TACO by Colten Yuzicappi “Budweiser. Twelve. Bottles.” Like a true alcoholic- a professional alcoholic- he told me the brand name first and then how many second. Linguistically, he spoke primitive and slow but with a sense of determination lost on most of his kind. He probably drove here blaring music and puking in the passenger seat at every red light. He was a champion at drinking. On his lip, a thick, white liquid began to form into a single line down his chin. It dripped on to the floor. “You have stuff on your lip, man.” I said. Ò I went to Red Lobster-it made me sick.” What a peculiar thing to say. I smiled. Lobster is great. For most, itÕ s the Saturday of seafood. ItÕ s the car you always wanted to drive but for this man itÕ s synonymous with sickness. Later, at the till, he spoke more intimately- more sincere. He wanted advice. In a quiet voice


he asked, “What kind of chips do chicks like?”

but regardless I accepted the compliment.

I did not know how to tell this man I did not know. I had never been in such a situation that required that kind of information. My life is sad, really. There is so much I have yet to experience.

Later- at home- his wife squealed with delight at the sight of the Zesty Taco flavoured chips.

He waited for my response. So I said nothing. The cooler began to buzz- loud. So he demanded: “Get me some Zesty Taco.” Zesty Taco chips are the third most profitable concession item sold at the store. Number two is dill pickle and first is Ripple. You can’t go wrong with Ripple. Ripple is the chameleon of chips, it has the ability to blend into every party, the ability to please every guest. I should have suggested ripple chips. But I didnÕ t. I did as I was told and got the man some Zesty Taco to accompany the twelve Budweiser. After he paid he told me I was sufficient at my job. I believe he meant efficient


“Baby, how did you know?” His wife was beautiful. All jerk alcoholics have beautiful wives (ItÕ s a fact). But the alcoholic took for granted her beauty; he was bored of her already. He wanted something else, an activity to fill in the gap between drinking and sleeping. So he said, “Bedroom. Now.” And the chips waited on the kitchen table as the bedroom began to fill with the aroma of sour milk. The smell wafted through the room, silently merging with the walls and furniture. The mans lip still had stuff on them. It served as a reminder of his sickening experience at Red Lobster. The white liquid fell from his chin and on to her. Zesty taco and sour milk: a mosaic for the senses.


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COOL JOBS PROFILE Kristal Roman, Aboriginal Business Development Services (ABDS) What is your name and job title? (Where do you work?) Kristal Roman, Aboriginal Business Development Services (ABDS) Program Specialist at The Business Link. What does your job consist of? The Business Link is a not for profit organization supported by the federal and provincial governments. This organization is the first stop for business information and services targeted at entrepreneurs and small business owners Ă? anywhere in Alberta and in any stage of business. We provide information on a variety of business topics like: accounting, start-up, marketing, legal, and financing. We also have a number of resources, seminars, and other services to help our clients research business opportunities and learn more about how to be successful in their business ventures. I help with providing these services, but my main area of focus is on Aboriginal Business Development. Most of my job involves working one-on-one with Aboriginal entrepreneurs to help them start and grow their businesses. There are many programs and services that support Aboriginal people specifically: grants, loans, training, and advisory services. By collaborating with other organizations that help Aboriginals in business, The Business Link has been able to take part in many programs and events that reach out to the Aboriginal community in Alberta. Part of my role is to help plan, organize, and implement some of these programs and events. What sort of education do you


need to get into this type of work? To apply, youÕ ll need a post-secondary degree, preferably with a business focus. A combination of education and relevant work experience is also considered. I recently received a Bachelor of Commerce with a Management Major from Grant MacEwan University. How long have you been doing this job? I started working for The Business Link in June 2010. Why did you get into this type of work? I wanted to work at a job that would help me to continue developing my knowledge and experience in business. I have been involved in my local Aboriginal community, and enjoyed helping people and getting involved in projects that make a difference. At The Business Link, I can do all these things. What is your favorite thing about your job? My job is always interesting to me and I am in an environment where personal growth is encouraged. I get to meet a lot of people and I work with such a variety of people with different backgrounds and expertise. Every time I work with a new client I am learning more about different industries and types of businesses. I also develop more practical knowledge in areas of business such as: finance, law, accounting, marketing, and human resources. What are the challenges within your job?


Someone who works in this job has to be self-motivated and take initiative. I am in a position where I receive support from my manager and co-workers, but I will be expected to act autonomously at times. There are many cases where I am presented with client questions that I do not know the answer to, so I will have to consult with co-workers and do some research to find the answers. Aside from the regular interactions I have with my clients, I have some freedom in my job to identify new projects and lead some of those projects. This job requires some practice in being organized, responsible, and accountable to the projects as well as my day-to-day duties. What advice do you have for any other youth interested in this position? My advice is to continue your education: high school, post secondary, and lifelong learning. If you are not interested in learning and researching new things, then this job will not be a good fit. Also, a big part of this job involves networking, building relationships with people and maintaining those relationships. You can start doing this by volunteering at local community organizations and getting involved in Aboriginal events in your community. Be open to meeting new people and finding mentors that want to help you succeed. Remember that there are people out there who will help you if you let them, but the support needs to go both ways. Give back to your community and help others – your good work will not go unnoticed.


Keeping fit & healthy When it’s Cold Outside Jolene Frayne-Callihoo Did you know that 35% of the people in Canada refrain from physical activity during the winter season? This is due, obviously, to the temperature change and icy running paths in the city, not to mention the price of a gym membership can a chunk out of your wallet. This doesnÕ t mean you have to hibernate from exercise all winter! Take the initiative to keep your regular physical activity regime and keep the pounds away during the season. By staying fit during winter youÕ ll be able to avoid gaining weight, have a head start on swimsuit season, and avoid losing strength and stamina caused from inactivity. Here are a few easy tips you can follow: If you like to workout outside: •

Do a proper warm up before you go outside to avoid injury. The cold weather makes your muscles tight therefore, they are more prone to injuries. Bundle Up! Make sure you have plenty of layers to ensure the most effective heating method. Be sure that your first layer allows for moisture to escape. Drink water even though you may not feel thirsty.

If you like to workout indoors: • •

Create a home gym. All you really need are a couple of dumbbells, a jump rope, and an exercise ball. Climb the stairs wherever you go. If you have a choice between

taking the elevator or the stairs, choose the stairs. It will get your heart pumping and keep you warm while also improving circulation. Go to an indoor pool. Swimming can be fun, relaxing, and rejuvenating and will give you a great workout too! Go dancing somewhere free and fun! Search the internet for free dance halls or even just hit up the club (Warning: Alcohol will defeat this purpose of course).

Setting small goals will help you achieve the new body you want. Set a small goal such as working towards being able to fit into your favorite outfit that’s been in the bottom of your closet forever. When you set goals make sure that they are realistic and achievable (small). If you start out too big, your chances of succeeding will be much more slim. One small goal is to start exercising 10minutes, three times a day. This can transform you into a healthy and positive person. If youÕ re short on time, spend 10 minutes a day doing some form of aerobic exercise, 10 minutes a day strengthening your muscles and 10 minutes a day doing some form of core strengthening mixed with stretching. Be sure to eventually combine all 3 and lead up to 30 min/day, 6 days a week, all at once for optimal results. If you havenÕ t exercised in a while, or you have any health concerns that may interfere with starting a fitness

program, be sure to speak with your family doctor or physician before starting this or any exercise program. A regular, healthy diet is also essential to achieve the body you want. Follow these few tips and you will have a head start on your transformation. •

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Eat four to five small meals per day instead of three big ones. The first meal of the day is the most important! Be careful of the drinks you have. Drink beverages without caffeine, and stay away from soda. Drink lots of water as it gets rid of stored fat in your body. Some other healthy options are green tea and low fat milk. Add more veggies into your diet as well as fruits. These will help you to lose weight more effectively. Get plenty of sleep. Meditate and keep positive. A healthy mind is just as important as a healthy body! Stay away from smoking, and be careful how much alcohol you drink. Weight training helps to boost your metabolism and burn calories when your relaxing. This particular activity helps burn more calories. Remember to keep positive and donÕ t give up! If you need more support or information, search the internet, go see a personal trainer, or talk to family and friends and get them to join you!



photographer: Eyo채lha Baker for New Tribe Magazine


Tyson Houseman A Twilight Star Keeps it Real

by Andrea Tombrowski

HeÕ s only 20 years old and has already acted in one of HollywoodÕ s most successful movie franchises, The Twilight Saga. Born in Edmonton, Tyson Houseman plays Quil Ateara, a member of the wolf pack, in the beloved series. Tyson is contracted to act in three Twilight installments. YouÕ ve already seen him in New Moon (released in 2009) and Eclipse (released in 2010). Look for Tyson to reprise his role in the 2011 release of Twilight: Breaking Dawn -Part 1. The Vancouver resident learned quickly that playing a member of the infamous wolf pack requires real dedication and passion. Among other things, the role is physically demanding, requiring the actor to work out six days a week to achieve the pack’s chiseled look. Tyson shares in his press kit how he and his character are similar. Ò I can relate to Quil in the obvious ways, that we are close in age and that we are of Native American background, and I feel like I can always draw something from my life or what he is experiencing in his life to identify with him. I really just feel like myself, except for

the fact that I am never wearing a shirt!” NT: What was the name of the performing arts high school you attended in Edmonton? TH: Victoria School of Performing and Visual Arts.


TH: My parents were skeptical, as any parent would be. It proved to be a good decision though, as I got the part for Twilight within a few months of living there. NT: Had you done any paid acting gigs before Twilight? TH: The only acting I had done previous to Twilight was school plays in high school.

NT: How soon after graduating did you move to Vancouver to pursue an NT: I think this is a great, acting career? unlikely story: could you please share how you got TH: I moved to Vancouver right the Twilight part? after I graduated. I made the decision on a whim and left for TH: I had been living in Vancouver Vancouver within two months of for a few months and I couldnÕ t get being out of high school. a job, so I was looking on craigslist for work and I found an ad for an NT: Why did you choose open casting call. It didnÕ t say that it Vancouver and not was for Twilight, it just said Ô major Toronto, for example? motion pictureÕ and it said you had to be between 15 and 25 and have TH: It was very much a last minute a First Nations background. I went decision. I knew I wanted to try a down to the open casting call and new city and Vancouver seemed I guess someone had leaked that to a cool place to check out. it was for Twilight because there was a line up that went five blocks NT: What did your family down the street. I really didnÕ t and friends think of your expect anything to happen once moving to another city I found out how big the audition to pursue the notoriously was, but I did the casting call and unpredictable and got a callback a week later, and demanding world of acting? then after that they told me I got the part. NEW TRIBE DECEMBER/JANUARY 2010/11


COVER FEATURE NT: To say that Twilight’s following is huge is an understatement. How does the fan mania surrounding Twilight affect you?

during the Twilight panel presentation at Calgary’s Comic & Entertainment Expo in April this year. Who are your favourite funnymen/women?

TH: I really like playing Bob Dylan songs.

NT: It’s been written that you’re a “music fanatic.” What songs do you TH: I try not to let it affect me currently have on your in a personal way. The last thing TH: I think I get a lot of my humour iPod (or similar device)? I want is for it to get to my head. from my dad, who is a professional Although I do appreciate the fans stand up comedian. His name is TH: This question is always so and all the dedication they have. ItÕ s Howie Miller. IÕ d have to say that daunting, as my iPod has around

There are very few First Nations role models today and I am proud that the filmmakers cast only real First Nations actors to portray the wolf pack. a lot of fun going to conventions and premieres and getting to meet the fans. NT: What’s it like to be recognized in public? TH: It’s something that I’m still not used to and I probably wonÕ t ever get used to. I donÕ t see myself as a “celebrity,” just a normal person. NT: I’m sure people will want to know, so IÕ ll ask you – what are Robert, Kristen and Taylor like on and off the set?

he is my favourite funny person. NT: Being Cree, how important is it to you that you present a positive role model for youth? TH: It’s something that is very important and very personal for me. There are very few First Nations role models today and I am proud that the filmmakers cast only real First Nations actors to portray the wolf pack. NT: Where’s your favourite place to snowboard?

TH: I really enjoy TH: They are all really cool. I was snowboarding at Marmot nervous to be on set because this Basin in Jasper. Jasper is was the first film I had ever done, one of my favourite towns but everyone was really welcoming to be in. and nice and fun to work with. NT: What song do you especially NT: You demonstrated love playing on your guitar? a great sense of humour 22


six or seven thousand songs on it. I have a huge variety of music, spanning pretty much every genre you can think of. NT: What project(s) are you currently working on or are looking forward to in the future? TH: Right now I am just keeping busy learning more about the audition scene because I am still so new to the acting world. I hope to one day be directing films as well. NT: Thank you, Tyson. We look forward to seeing more of your work in the future.


University of Calgary Academic Writing Class Submissions Teacher: Laura Swart

The Cafe By Andrew Rintoul As I round the corner to the entrance of my favorite coffee shop, I peer through the glass in the door and notice, with a crashing sense of disappointment, that the shop is crammed full of anxious customers, all crowding each other like excited puppies, all fighting for a better place in line. Deep and heavy aromas filled the busy air. Bitter-sweet smells float around the room like fleecy rain clouds, readying themselves to encompass the senses like a storm (you sure it has to be plural? it doesnÕ t sound right to me, maybe im crazy). The walls are coloured a nut-brown, that blends into stripes of darker, oaky shades. Overhanging lights luminate the room with an iridescent glow that shines beams of light along the floors and walls in circular and oval shaped patterns. The simple colour scheme, accompinied by the many smells and sounds, dance on my senses like faeries on a still pond, making the wait abundantly more pleasant. The room is crowded; crowded like a river packed full of pink and red salmon during the spawning season each year. These other people are all piled together, like hungry pups gathering by the cashier counter,


awaiting their treats. The taste of hot coffee hangs in the air and swims through the mouths of those waiting in turn for their bitter-sweet satisfaction. The employees dress in unflattering creamy-beige coloured shirts that hang loosely off the skin like turkey waddles. They run around behind the counter mechanically and maniacally steaming lattes, pressing espressos, and brewing dark roasts to serve the eager, swarming crowd which extends from the marble counter through the narrow steel and glass doorway, out onto the concrete sidewalk, and then disappears around the corner. I get the coffee IÕ ve been waiting for and scour the room for one of those love seats you find at coffee shops. There arenÕ t any. I glance outside the door and notice there are some clumsily made, thin steel tables and chairs, hugging the wall of the building. While the seating is unappealing, a piping hot coffee is more enjoyable than pumpkin pie at thanksgiving dinner.

Growing Up by Dawn Mckay I can tell iÕ m close now, I can already smell the freshness of the grass and trees because it has just rained; the familiar smell calmed me and comforted me. I remember spending most of our summers at Happy Creek, breathing in the chill damp air


in the cold mornings and walking in the ice cool water, while the jagged rocks scratched the bottoms of our feet. We didnÕ t care though; we were enjoying being kids to much to mind. The huge beautifully curved tree that someone nailed pieces of wood on , in order to climb up with ease was still there. I noticed the different trees we used to climb, ones with soft bark and thin roots and the thick, rough pine trees we would climb all the way to the top. The pointed twigs and rough branches would scratch our arms and legs. We would build forts and little tipis out of branches to pass the time. The creek has this essence of innocence and this feel of comfort; listening to the sounds of water streaming down the creek, the drips of water slipping off the leaves, the sound of the wind blowing the leaves around and the memory of us innocent childern laughing. I enjoy the beauty of the creek and the memory of it all, but at the same time my body over fills with sadness...I just want to be pure again. As I turned away to leave I realize as much as I miss my childhood memories and how everything was so easy, I think about how much IÕ ve grown up in the pass couple of years and how truely happy I am with myself. I turn my head back to the creek and instead of missing the past, I smile for the future.

COMMUNITY Memories By Chantelle Eagle Bear Standing in an aisle at the dollar store between Halloween and Christmas decorations; the feeling of excitement consumes my body with laughter thinking of Halloween and Christmas. Suddenly a burst of overwhelmed feeling replaces the excitement; thinking to myself my goodness I need to start my Christmas shopping. The companies that produce the products to the storesÕ sure donÕ t give the consumers breathing time in between holidays. Seeing the fluffy red, green and white decorations remind me of Christmas dough between my fingers and the food coloring I use to make Christmas cookies. My tongue feels tingly with the reminders of all the exquisite taste during the Christmas holidays; suddenly I remember to have my fat pants ready for the holidays. Touching the tinsel decorations my finger tip feels a prick sending me back to a memory of my family going to pick out a Christmas tree. The wonderful memory of my dad sitting in the rocking chair with my niece Nevaeh in his lap; while the family is patiently waiting for his Christmas song in our language. The sound of the sale clerk ladies voice over the intercom announcing Ô the store will be closing in 15 minutes please bring your purchases to the counter’ brings me back to reality I only have fifteen minutes to get my Halloween decoration. Yet, I am still left standing in between the decorations wondering what to buy. Suddenly I begin just to grab any kind of Halloween decorations, because I remember I have some Halloween decorations from last year I could reuse. At the till my minds seems to be on Christmas and all the wonderful colors. I think to myself I canÕ t wait for Halloween to be over so I can start decorating, Christmas is my favorite time of the year; filled with family and friends. Christmas holds special memory of my grandparents at my family dinner and all of the grandchildren

surrounded around them laughing and hugging and kissing them. My grandparentÕ s expression was priceless; they looked so proud and at peace being surround by their children and grandchildren. I look forward to Christmas every year; although I know my grandparents are not around physically however I believe they are looking upon me and my family. Once a year I feel closer to them and thatÕ s Christmas morning. Home by Aleisa Peyachew Driving into north central Regina, I cross into the notorious area known as “Moccasin Flats”. The district houses First Nations people from reserves throughout Saskatchewan. Their homes are old deciphered houses built in the 1920Õ s-1950Õ s with little maintenance applied since they were erected. Paint jobs that have long expired. Homes have old gray wooden board exposed or paint peeling off. Many windows are broken or boarded with blankets for curtains. A few fortunate windows have clear visibility to the outside world. Yards unkempt with toys that lays broken and throw about,. Bare patches of dirt and weeds grow, where once grass must have grown. Broken fences or no fences mark each houseÕ s perimeter. Trees with branches broken off from the weight of children swinging on them. Babies in diapers wonder about their yards Little children play along the sidewalks. . No one ever seem to be watching them. They look toward us for a second and return back to play Teenager walk about in groups of four or more, wearing dark hooded clothes. They laugh and wrestle with each other. Bandannas of various colors adore their

garments: red, black, blue, green, white. Each color represents an unspoken alliance. Old people sit on mix matched lawn chairs, old tables hold their tea cups and ashtrays. The old watch the neighborhood, aware of all that goes on. Neighbors pass by and wave at the elderly out having a smoke. . Old vehicles pass us, as I drive towards the home I seek. The pavement cracked from lack of repairs . Few traffic lights guide me through this area of the city. A few main roads are allotted traffic lights. Even the stores on this side of town show their age; however, 7/11 look just like our in Calgary. As I drive, the poverty speak to me. Old treaties with their broken promises. Policies used in combat to alienate the people of the land. Governments that now have closed their eyes against the end result. Amongst all the despair, I know the spirit of my people still beat strongly. I can hardly wait to arrive to my final destination. I’ve called ahead of time and found out the new address to my auntie Cindy home. SheÕ s always moving. The houses change: the feelings never do. The long awaited moment arrives, I pull in front of the house that I seek. My heart beats strong in me. I know I will be greeted with kindness and love. I can hear the laughter floating out of the windows. The strong aroma of stew fills the air. Knocking on the door, I hear their excitement. “She’s here, she’s here.” The door fly open. I can see her, the sparkle in her eyes. Her smile wide and proud enriches me. Her home is full with us. There they stand, my family. My spirit empowered, IÕ m back home with my people.



COMMUNITY By Sacha Roper No one in the hospital could ever forget Corporal Walker and the little girl named Taj. Taj had been in a car with her family and they had got too close to the US convoy, and were under fire alongside them. Everyone in her family had been killed, but that little girl was a survivor. Corporal Walker had been in his tank near the end of the convoy and had witnessed the familyÕ s dreadful demise. Once everything was calm and all the soldiers had been accounted for, Corporal Walker went to check on the little white car that had been sprayed with bullets. Not expecting to see any survivors, Corporal Walker let out a gasp as he realized there was a little girl who couldnÕ t have been older than three years old, and had been shot and was silently crying because she realized that everyone in her family had been taken home to Allah. With gentleness, Corporal Walker pulled her out of the car and Taj


clung to him. He held her close and personally brought her to the hospital where Specialist Sanders was able to take care of her wounds, but not her wounded heart. The sterilized smell of the hospital filled her nostrils and made her think of her mother who kept a spotless home. Images of her family flooded her mind and she felt overwhelmed with emotions, promising herself that she will always remember them. After his shift ended an hour later, Corporal Walker went to check on the little girl. When he got there she was crying and hadnÕ t stopped crying until she saw Corporal Walker. Immediately, she reached out for him and he picked her up. Her crying slowly stopped, but she never eased her grasp of him. Sanders brought out a rocking chair, and Corporal Walker sat down with Taj on his lap, who was now asleep. Missing his own children, he and Taj seemed to need each other. Corporal Walker soon fell asleep in that rocking chair and every night, he


would return to check on Taj who only seemed to connect with him. He would be the only person who seemed to stop her crying, and every night, the two of them could be seen on that rocking chair fast asleep. Pulling Up by Anna McKenzie Pulling up, we wondered what that sweet smell was. It was the smell of burning sweet grass and tobacco. We followed our noses to the atrium where the powwow was taking place. I see vibrant traditional costumes; hear the sound of jingling, and the power of the drum. Voice and drum unite to create a beat for the traditional chicken dance. I can feel the beat run through my veins, like a raging buffalo. I feel like a warrior, I feel adrenaline. I watch in awe as my people dance, young and old, they dance together. I feel at home, like part of me that had always been there, but has been lying dormant, dormant.







Game Review

By James Smith

Zombies. Whether you love them, hate them, or are just plain sick of them, the ubiquitous undead have carved out a sizable niche in the world of video games. Unlike most monsters, zombies have very little in the way of defining characteristics, so they can be fast or slow, whole or mutilated, legion or solitary, hapless or superpowered--as long as they look like they were once people, you’re pretty much set. Dead Nation serves up all of these vicious varieties and more, challenging you to blast your way through thousands of zombies while navigating a postapocalyptic city. The mechanics are handled well and the way zombies splat apart when you shoot them makes it all feel incredibly rewarding, even after the 10,000th youÕ ve decapitated Though your foes may be familiar, the detailed environments, upgradable weapons, and hidden bonuses make it rewarding to explore each area alone or with a friend in local or online cooperative play. Straightforward gameplay mechanics and thoughtful design touches combine to make Dead Nation a very fun game, proving there is still plenty of life in shooting the undead.




Turn up the Volume By Katty Jo Rabbit

Now Christmas 4 With all the Christmas albums coming out, it is always really easy to over look the really good compilations, this is one that was overlooked last year, and even though it was released in 2009 it is still relevant and actually quite entertaining. It has a taste of all the essentials, rock, folk, dance, country and orchestral, this is to satisfy the whole family and it does. The first three songs are a little slow, with an infusion of rock with Collective Soul. Then right after that, Lady Gaga comes in with a great sexy cover of the song Christmas Tree, one of the lyrics in her song is Ò my Christmas tree is delicious, light it up, put me on top, let’s fa-la-la-la-la-la-la-la”. It was heard that she only sings “Sexmist songs”, instead of the boring carols. This is great, if you like to do more than just kiss under the mistletoe. From there we transition into better style and sound, with everyoneÕ s favourite cougar, singing Santa Baby, Kylie Minogue you have never sounded so dirty! KT Tunstall’s raspy voice puts a nice folk spin on the classic Christmas Baby please come home, Hayley Sales song Happy Xmas War is Over is the only cover of the John Lennon song ever heard. With that it starts to get lame, with all the burn outs trying to remain in the spotlight, like Spice Girls singing some song that is not even worth mentioning, the only drawback is that there are more slow songs then there is fast, and if you are like others, then you are going to want to keep it busy and fun. Then it ends with Third Eye Blind, remember them? Well they sing a song for all the Christmas drunks, and it is really quite funny, because you would think a band like this would show an emotional side, and make a really great holy sounding song, but instead they come off as the co-worker at the staff party with puke on their x-mas sweaters, who sing loudly, slobber around trying to talk business, and really make a sad memory and a name of office drunk for themselves. It is still really funny to hear someone sing,” Baby you’re my Christmas joy when you’re sucking on my candy cane.”

Mariah Carey Christmas II you Well, well, well, look who is at it again, and this time with a remix. Huh! Didn’t think we would ever see Mimi rocking a Christmas suit, especially since she has extra padding now, but thank goodness nothing has changed, not even the cover art. This is beautiful and classic with Carey arching her back so boldly that even a contortionist would be jealous. With that said, you would hope, wish, and write to Santa that she puts a different spin on her album. We must have been naughty because she doesnÕ t and sadly, it is almost too nostalgic to even be considered a second album. This would be like the second disc that was mistakenly not added to the first album back in 1994, ever sick! it has been 16 years since Mimi has put out a Christmas album and here it is the same thing. With the exception that her opera mom Patricia Carey graces us with her presence and joins her daughter in a duet on the song O come all ye faithful; and the fact that she has incorporated some catchy samples, not to mentioned hired new producers. How is it possible that Mimi is still creating the same sounds? Let us hope that her Christmas outfit is at least a new one. Overall, this album has become one of the most cheesiest album ever played in the Rabbit household, even the dogs were bored, with Carey’s five octave vocal range you would think they would react with howls of Christmas joy, yet half way through our ears started bleeding and we had to stop listening due to the health concerns and extreme boredom. This is definitely a gift you would give to a frenemie.




Music You Can Feel In Your Toes TV Girl Self Titled EP For those of you who do not know what an EP is, it is music on a set that is longer than a single release and shorter than an LP, or a full length album. So with this, there is only four songs to be heard but it has been sometime since a band came out and it was on constant repeat in the disc player. For the more musically inclined you can download their tracks on whatever social network youÕ re into. This new EP was sent out in October, and ever since has been causing a buzz in the scene without letting all the so-called hipsters know. So keep this a secret, sometime in the New Year a release will drop and being the cool cats we are we will be there to support this San Diego based crew. With the first song on the list titled On the land, you have an introduction that sets the scene for light rock, with heavy melodies and great lyrics. Good beats, and a willingness to explore and be happy, not bad for a song that only lasts two minutes and fifty three seconds. The next song is If You Want It, which is a song that talks about a lover who is not there emotionally, “You Only Want it When YouÕ re Drunk.” While the singer suffers in silence he still gives into the self serving addiction that is a users love. This song samples the Todd Rundgren song Hello itÕ s me, and uses it in good fashion. With ItÕ s not something, it goes by so fast and sounds so good that it is hard really soak it in, you feel almost ripped off. Is it because they are so new they haven’t taken the time to really develop the sound, or are they being rushed into production by the lable that they are not being allowed the time to creatively ferment. Either way, the last track on this album is I donÕ t care, which answers these questions with just that.

Girls Broken Dreams Club Well here is a “snap shot of the horizon” something the front man Christopher Owns wrote in a really great handwritten letter to fans that have supported his band. This is only the second release. It is flippin’ great, with six songs deep it comes with eccentricity and a vulnerability that portrays them in a different light from what the media has done, glorified weirdo’s they are not. Instead you have this melody of revamped vocal paired with chords that are strong and more distinct then the first album. Most the of the time bands are just trying to mature, with the freedom of this album, they are toned down, with more to focus on, as their last album had this lingering over your head sense of combustion. Where you weren’t sure if they were going to make it or break it, and make it they did, with great tour reviews over the globe, let us all pray to the rock gods that they make a stop in C-town, or better yet Deathbridge. A girl could only dream. So with everything that has been said, check them out any way you can, because a letter of intent from a member should not be taken lightly. Not only does it inform you of their sincerity and direction, it will make you feel like you are part of the whole creative experience and you are, we all are, we are making vibrations right now with you reading these words and assuming you do check them out you are keeping the vibes fresh and wonderful. Isn’t that what music should be, about connecting on some level, be it loneliness, or an enjoyment over the use of whammy bars, and horns. Heartbreak is great, Carolina is good, and Broken Dreams Club, is an extension of hopefully what may come. Trust me; in the New Year you will not be surprised if you hear more of these guys. Have you ever been led astray by yours truly? Maybe once, I might have tricked you into listening to a Mariah Carey cd, but this time around you will not be disappointed or in the least your ears will be kept warm by the soft vocals. NEW TRIBE DECEMBER/JANUARY 2010/11 31



Long ago, down where Two Medicine and Badger Creeks come together, there lived an old man. He had but one wife and two daughters. One day there came to his camp a young man who was very brave and a great hunter. The old man said: Ò Ah! I will have this young man to help me. I will give him my daughters for wives.” So he gave him his daughters. He also gave this son-in-law all his wealth, keeping for himself only a little lodge, in which he lived with his old wife. The son-in-law lived in a lodge that was big and fine. At first the son-in-law was very good to the old people. Whenever he killed anything, he gave them part of the meat, and furnished plenty of robes and skins for their bedding and clothing. But after a while he began to be very mean to them. Now the son-in-law kept the buffalo hidden under a big log jam in the river. Whenever he wanted to kill anything, he would have the old man go to help him; and the old man would stamp on the log jam and frighten the buffalo, and when they ran out, the young man would shoot one or two, never killing wastefully. But often he gave the old people nothing to eat, and they were hungry all the time, and began to grow thin and weak. One morning, the young man called his fatherin-law to go down to the log jam and hunt with him. They started, and the young man killed a fat buffalo cow. Then he said to the old man, Ò Hurry back now, and tell your children to get the dogs and carry this meat home, then you can have something to eat.” And the old man did as he had been ordered, thinking to himself: “Now, at last, my son-in-law has taken pity on me. He will give me part of this meat.” When he returned with the dogs, they skinned the cow, cut up the meat and packed it on the dog travois, and went home. Then the young man had his wives unload it, and told his father-in-law to go home. He did not give him even a piece of liver. Neither would the older daughter give her parents anything to eat, but the younger took pity on the old people and stole a piece of meat, and when she got a chance threw it into the lodge to the old people. The son-in-law told his wives not to give the old people anything to eat. The only way they got food was when the younger woman would throw them a piece of meat unseen by her husband and sister. Another morning, the son-in-law got up early, and went and kicked on the old man’s lodge to wake him, and called him to get up and help him, to go and pound on the log jam to drive out the buffalo, so that he could kill some. When the old man pounded on the jam, a buffalo ran out, and the son-in-law shot it, but only wounded it. It ran away, but at last fell down and died. The old man followed it, and came to where it had lost a big clot of blood from its wound. When he came to where this clot of blood was lying on the ground, he stumbled and fell, and spilled his arrows out of


his quiver; and while he was picking them up, he picked up also the clot of blood, and hid it in his quiver. “What are you picking up?” called out the son-in-law. “Nothing,” said the old man; “I just fell down and spilled my arrows, and am putting them back.” “Curse you, old man,” said the son-in-law, “you are lazy and useless. Go back and tell your children to come with the dogs and get this dead buffalo.” He also took away his bow and arrows from the old man. The old man went home and told his daughters, and then went over to his own lodge, and said to his wife: “Hurry now, and put the kettle on the fire. I have brought home something from the butchering.” “Ah!” said the old woman, “has our son-in-law been generous, and given us something nice?” “No,” answered the old man; “hurry up and put the kettle on.” When the water began to boil, the old man tipped his quiver up over the kettle, and immediately there came from the pot a noise as of a child crying, as if it were being hurt, burnt or scalded. They looked in the kettle, and saw there a little boy, and they quickly took it out of the water. They were very much surprised. The old woman made a lashing to put the child in, and then they talked about it. They decided that if the son-in-law knew that it was a boy, he would kill it, so they resolved to tell their daughters that the baby was a girl. Then he would be glad, for he would think that after a while he would have it for a wife. They named the child Kut-oÕ -yis (Clot of Blood). The son-in-law and his wives came home, and after a while he heard the child crying. He told his youngest wife to go and find out whether that baby was a boy or a girl; if it was a boy, to tell them to kill it. She came back and told them that it was a girl. He did not believe this, and sent his oldest wife to find out the truth of the matter. When she came back and told him the same thing, he believed that it was really a girl. Then he was glad, for he thought that when the child had grown up he would have another wife. He said to his youngest wife, “Take some pemmican over to your mother; not much, just enough so that there will be plenty of milk for the child.” Now on the fourth day the child spoke, and said, Ò Lash me in turn to each one of these lodge poles, and when I get to the last one, I will fall out of my lashing and be grown up.” The old woman did so, and as she lashed him to each lodge pole he could be seen to grow, and finally when they lashed him to the last pole, he was a man. After Kut-oÕ yis had looked about the inside of the lodge, he looked out through a hole in the lodge covering, and then, turning round, he said to the old people: Ò How is it there is nothing to eat in this lodge? I see plenty of food over by the other lodge.” “Hush up,” said the old woman, “you will be heard. That is our son-in-law. He does not give us anything at all to eat.” “Well,” said Kut-o’-yis, “where is your


pis’kun?” The old woman said, “It is down by the river. We pound on it and the buffalo come out.” Then the old man told him how his son-in-law abused him. “He has taken my weapons from me, and even my dogs; and for many days we have had nothing to eat, except now and then a small piece of meat our daughter steals for us.” “Father,” said Kut-o’-yis, “have you no arrows?” “No, my son,” he replied; “but I have yet four stone points.” “Go out then and get some wood,” said Kut-o’-yis. “We will make a bow and arrows. In the morning we will go down and kill something to eat.” Early in the morning Kut-o’-yis woke the old man, and said, “Come, we will go down now and kill when the buffalo come out.” When they had reached the river, the old man said: “Here is the place to stand and shoot. I will go down and drive them out.” As he pounded on the jam, a fat cow ran out, and Kut-o’-yis killed it. Meantime the son-in-law had gone out, and as usual knocked on the old man’s lodge, and called to him to get up and go down to help him kill. The old woman called to him that her husband had already gone down. This made the son-in-law very angry. He said: “I have a good mind to kill you right now, old woman. I guess I will by and by.” The son-in-law went on down to the jam, and as he drew near, he saw the old man bending over, skinning a buffalo. “Old man,” said he, “stand up and look all around you. Look well, for it will be your last look.” Now when he had seen the son-in-law coming, Kut-oÕ -yis had lain down and hidden himself behind the buffaloÕ s carcass. He told the old man to say to his son-in-law, Ò You had better take your last look, for I am going to kill you, right now.” The old man said this. “Ah!” said the son-in-law, “you make me angrier still, by talking back to me.” He put an arrow to his bow and shot at the old man, but did not hit him. Kuto’-yis told the old man to pick up the arrow and shoot it back at him, and he did so. Now they shot at each other four times, and then the old man said to Kut-o’-yis: “I am afraid now. Get up and help me.” So Kut-o’-yis got up on his feet and said: “Here, what are you doing? I think you have been badly treating this old man for a long time.” Then the son-in-law smiled pleasantly, for he was afraid of Kut-o’-yis. “Oh, no,” he said, “no one thinks more of this old man than I do. I have always taken great pity on him.” Then Kut-o’-yis said: “You lie. I am going to kill you now.” He shot him four times, and the man died. Then Kut-oÕ -yis told the old man to go and bring down the daughter who had acted badly toward him. He did so, and Kut-o’-yis killed her. Then he

Legends went up to the lodges and said to the younger woman, “Perhaps you loved your husband.” “Yes,” she said, “I love him.” So he killed her, too. Then he said to the old people: “Go over there now, and live in that lodge. There is plenty there to eat, and when it is gone I will kill more. As for myself, I will make a journey around about. Where are there any people? In what direction?” “Well,” said the old man, “up above here on Badger Creek and Two Medicine, where the pis’kun is, there are some people.” Kut-o’-yis went up to where the pis’kun was, and saw there many lodges of people. In the centre of the camp was a large lodge, with a figure of a bear painted on it. He did not go into this lodge, but went into a very small one near by, where two old women lived; and when he went in, he asked them for something to eat. They set before him some lean dried meat and some belly fat. “How is this?” he asked. “Here is a pis’kun with plenty of fat meat and back fat. Why do you not give me some of that?” “Hush,” said the old women. “In that big lodge near by, lives a big bear and his wives and children. He takes all those nice things and leaves us nothing. He is the chief of this place.” Early in the morning, Kut-oÕ -yis told the old women to get their dog travois, and harness it, and go over to the pis’kun, and that he was going to kill for them some fat meat. He reached there just about the time the buffalo were being driven in, and shot a cow, which looked very scabby, but was really very fat. Then he helped the old women to butcher, and when they had taken the meat to camp, he said to them, “Now take all the choice fat pieces, and hang them up so that those who live in the bear lodge will notice them.” They did this, and pretty soon the old chief bear said to his children: “Go out now, and look around. The people have finished killing by this time. See where the nicest pieces are, and bring in some nice back fat.” A young bear went out of the lodge, stood up and looked around, and when it saw this meat close by, at the old womenÕ s lodge, it went over and began to pull it down. Ò Hold on there,” said Kut-o’-yis. “What are you doing here, taking the old women’s meat?” and he hit him over the head with a stick that he had. The young bear ran home crying, and said to his father, Ò A young man has hit me on the head.” Then all the bears, the father and mother, and uncles and aunts, and all the relations, were very angry, and all rushed out toward the old womenÕ s lodge. Kut-o’-yis killed them all, except one little child bear, a female, which escaped. “Well,” said KutoÕ -yis, Ò you can go and breed bears, so there will be more.” Then said Kut-o’-yis to the old women: “Now, grand-mothers, where are there any more people? I want to travel around and see them.” The old women said: “The nearest ones are at the point of rocks (on Sun River). There is a pis’kun there.” So Kut-oÕ -yis traveled off toward this place, and when he reached the camp, he entered an old womanÕ s lodge. The old woman set before him a plate of bad food. “How is this?” he asked. “Have you nothing better than this to set before a stranger? You have a pis’kun down there, and must get plenty of fat meat. Give me some pemmican.” “We cannot do that,” the old woman replied, “because there is a big snake here, who is chief of the camp. He not only takes the best pieces, but often he eats

a handsome young woman, when he sees one.” When Kut-oÕ -yis heard this he was angry, and went over and entered the snake’s lodge. The women were cooking up some sarvis berries. He picked up the dish, and ate the berries, and threw the dish out of the door. Then he went over to where the snake was lying asleep, pricked him with his knife, and said: “Here, get up. I have come to see you.” This made the snake angry. He partly raised himself up and began to rattle, when Kuto’-yis cut him into pieces with his knife. Then he turned around and killed all his wives and children, except one little female snake, which escaped by crawling into a crack in the rocks. “Oh, well,” said Kut-o’-yis, “you can go and breed young snakes, so there will be more. The people will not be afraid of little snakes.” Kut-o’-yis said to the old woman, “Now you go into this snake’s lodge and take it for yourself, and everything that is in it.” Then he asked them where there were some more people. They told him that there were some people down the river, and some up in the mountains. But they said: “Do not go there, for it is bad, because Ai-sin’-o-ko-ki (Wind Sucker) lives there. He will kill you.” It pleased Kut-o’yis to know that there was such a person, and he went to the mountains. When he got to the place where Wind Sucker lived, he looked into his mouth, and could see many dead people there, some skeletons and some just dead. He went in, and there he saw a fearful sight. The ground was white as snow with the bones of those who had died. There were bodies with flesh on them; some were just dead, and some still living. He spoke to a living person, and asked, “What is that hanging down above us?” The person answered that it was Wind Sucker’s heart. Then said Kut-o’-yis: “You who still draw a little breath, try to shake your heads (in time to the song), and those who are still able to move, get up and dance. Take courage now, we are going to have the ghost dance.” So Kut-o’-yis bound his knife, point upward, to the top of his head and began to dance, singing the ghost song, and all the others danced with him; and as he danced up and down, the point of the knife cut Wind Sucker’s heart and killed him. Kut-o’-yis took his knife and cut through Wind Sucker’s ribs, and freed those who were able to crawl out, and said to those who could still travel to go and tell their people that they should come here for the ones who were still alive but unable to walk. Then he asked some of these people: “Where are there any other people? I want to visit all the people.” They said to him: “There is a camp to the westward up the river, but you must not take the left-hand trail going up, because on that trail lives a woman, a handsome woman, who invites men to wrestle with her and then kills them. You must avoid her.” This was what Kut-o’-yis was looking for. This was his business in the world, to kill off all the bad things. So he asked the people just where this woman lived, and asked where it was best to go to avoid her. He did this, because he did not wish the people to know that he wanted to meet her. He started on his way, and at length saw this woman standing by the trail. She called out to him, Ò Come here, young man, come here; I want to wrestle with you.” “No,” replied the young man, “I am in a hurry. I cannot stop.” But the woman called again, Ò No, no, come now and wrestle once with me.” When she had called him four times, Kut-oÕ -yis went up to her. Now on the ground, where this woman wrestled with people, she had

placed many broken and sharp flints, partly hiding them by the grass. They seized each other, and began to wrestle over these broken flints, but Kut-o’-yis looked at the ground and did not step on them. He watched his chance, and suddenly gave the woman a wrench, and threw her down on a large sharp flint, which cut her in two; and the parts of her body fell asunder. Then Kut-oÕ -yis went on, and after a while came to where a woman kept a sliding place; and at the far end of it there was a rope, which would trip people up, and when they were tripped, they would fall over a high cliff into deep water, where a great fish would eat them. When this woman saw him coming, she cried out, Ò Come over here, young man, and slide with me.” “No,” he replied, “I am in a hurry.” She kept calling him, and when she had called the fourth time, he went over to slide with her. “This sliding,” said the woman, “is a very pleasant pastime.” “Ah!” said Kut-o’-yis, “I will look at it.” He looked at the place, and, looking carefully, he saw the hidden rope. So he started to slide, and took out his knife, and when he reached the rope, which the woman had raised, he cut it, and when it parted, the woman fell over backward into the water, and was eaten up by the big fish. Again he went on, and after a while he came to a big camp. This was the place of a man-eater. KutoÕ -yis called a little girl he saw near by, and said to her: “Child, I am going into that lodge to let that man-eater kill and eat me. Watch close, therefore, and when you can get hold of one of my bones, take it out and call all the dogs, and when they have all come up to you, throw it down and cry out, ‘Kut-o’-yis, the dogs are eating your bones!’” Then Kut-oÕ -yis entered the lodge, and when the man-eater saw him, he cried out, “O’ki, O’ki,” and seemed glad to see him, for he was a fat young man. The man-eater took a large knife, and went up to Kut-oÕ -yis, and cut his throat, and put him into a great stone kettle to cook. When the meat was cooked, he drew the kettle from the fire, and ate the body, limb by limb, until it was all eaten up. Then the little girl, who was watching, came up to him, and said, Ò Pity me, man-eater, my mother is hungry and asks you for those bones.” So the old man bunched them up together and handed them to her. She took them out, and called all the dogs to her, and threw the bones down to the dogs, crying out, “Look out, Kut-o’-yis; the dogs are eating you!” and when she said that, Kut-o’-yis arose from the pile of bones. Again he went into the lodge, and when the maneater saw him, he cried out, Ò How, how, how! the fat young man has survived,” and seemed surprised. Again he took his knife and cut Kut-o’yis’ throat, and threw him into the kettle. Again, when the meat was cooked, he ate it up, and again the little girl asked for the bones, which he gave her; and, taking them out, she threw them to the dogs, crying, “Kut-o’-yis, the dogs are eating you!” and Kut-oÕ -yis again arose from the bones. When the man-eater had cooked him four times, he again went into the lodge, and, seizing the maneater, he threw him into the boiling kettle, and his wives and children too, and boiled them to death. The man-eater was the seventh and last of the bad animals and people who were destroyed by Kut-oÕ -yis.




Book Reviews For the restless mind

Elodie Caron and John Medeiros Black Elk in Paris Fiction by Kate Horsley I guess I should have known from the description in the front of the book, or maybe I should have paid attention to my own ‘historical fiction’ exhaustion, but it seemed like it had potential. Lakota storyteller Black Elk is part of a traveling Wild West show that ends up in Paris in 1888. Going by the name Choice, he is drawn into the world of adventurous French society girl Madeleine Balise, known as Madou to her friends and family. Madou and Choice establish a connection that ends up doing them both harm. Narrated by MadouÕ s friend Philippe, a physician who prefers the clinical over the emotional but canÕ t help being confused by the rebellious Madou, the story becomes ever sadder and more sentimental, skidding toward the inevitable end. I guess what IÕ m really tired of is overwritten narration. ItÕ s true that itÕ s hard to untangle a clear thought from the ball of yarn that is most peoples’ brains, but that’s the job of the writer, isn’t it? To pick a string, pull it loose and make some sense of it. When you need more than a hundred words to do that, instead of the ten it should take, it can be pretty frustrating to the reader. And this is in no way related, but it was so distracting that it can’t be overlooked: one of Madou’s sisters has a dog named Pee-Poo, who is mentioned a lot. Honestly, that did not need to happen. Boo.

How to Beat Up Anybody Non-Fiction by the World Champion Judah Friedlander If you’re a fan of 30 Rock, you’re familiar with trucker-hatted, mullet-haired Friedlander, who plays staff writer Frank. You might not be aware that he is also an expert in the deadly arts and all things manly. Fortunately, Friedlander has decided to share his wisdom and impressive kickass skills with those of us who have none of our own. Illustrated with plenty of helpful photos and demonstrations, How to Beat Up Anybody will teach you everything from the fine art of karate to levitation to proper nutrition (How to Make World Champion Pizza Sandwich!) and how to take down streetcreeps at night. As Friedlander says, “After reading this book, you will be able to beat up anybody, including anybody who has read this book.” Epic battle in the making, my friends. This book will make you invincible, and if it doesn’t, you probably read it wrong.




Book Reviews For the restless mind The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo Fiction by Stieg Larsson The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo is an award winning crime novel by Stieg Larsson. This book is the first in his new series called the Millennium Trilogy. Larsson passed away in November 2004, but left behind three unpublished novels. The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo is the first in the series. This novel takes place in Sweden and deals with the authorÕ s repulsion for sexual violence against women. The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo tells the story of serial murder, financial fraud and an evil past that is buried through generations of family secrets. A compelling and interesting story line make this a must read for any mystery fan. The girl with the Dragon Tattoo is suspenseful and will have readers unable to put the book down. The book takes place in late 2002 and tells the tale of rape, incest, torture, serial murder, mayhem and a few other hidden secrets. Larsson does a remarkable job telling the story and draws reader in and wanting more. A mystery that continues to deliver page after page. In 2009, The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo was turned into a motion picture of the same name.

Secret Daughter Fiction by Shilpi Somaya Gowda Secret Daughter is a novel published by Shilpi Somaya Gowda. This novel tells the tale of a family living in a remote Indian village who gives birth to a healthy baby girl. This daughter was born into a society where male children are favored over female children. The parents make the heart wretching decision to give the daughter away in order to save her life. This novel talks about the trials and tribulations that decision has on the family. Written in such a beautiful and poetic manner, the reader canÕ t help but feel the pain of making this life changing decision. The secret daughter is adopted by an American woman who was unable to conceive children on her own. The novel tells the story of many controversial issues and does so in a fascinating read. The secret daughter, who is named Asha, wonders about her biological parents, and AshaÕ s adoptive family struggles with the fear of losing Asha to the biological family. The author does a remarkable job conveying all the issues in a story style that gives a compelling read. The Secret Daughter tackles foreign adoption, Indian caste system, motherhood, interracial marriages and of course the practice of killing baby girls in India. A wonderful read.




SPOTLIGHT ON Roy Pogorzelski By Katty Jo Rabbit

Roy Pogorzelski is the Aboriginal Diversity Support Coordinator for the Aboriginal Council of Lethbridge. The Diversity Support Program provides a first response to Aboriginal individuals that have encountered discrimination within the city of Lethbridge.

Roy: I am Métis from Saskatchewan; my family comes from the communities of Meadow Lake and Green Lake in Northern Saskatchewan. My family names are Morin and Aubichon. My Kohkom has been an amazing inspiration in my life, as is my Mother, who have instilled me with Roy was hired in 2009 by the a strong sense of Métis identity. Aboriginal Council of Lethbridge I love expressing my identity to develop a program that would through Métis jigging, providing essentially educate, mediate and discussions on Métis identity and bridge the gap between Aboriginal volunteering in any capacity with and non-Aboriginal people. We the Métis Nation. I feel it has been had the opportunity to sit down an extremely important facet of with Roy to discuss how he got my life to understand and practice into the unique field of Human my culture, in both obtaining my Rights. education and in acquiring the KJ: Roy, would you mind explaining occupation that I am currently your Aboriginal background? involved in.

KJ: What is your educational background both formal and informal? Roy: I graduated from Winston Knoll Collegiate high school in Regina, Saskatchewan in 2000. In 2006, I graduated from the University of Regina with a B.A in Indigenous Studies (distinction) and a BHJ in Human Justice. In 2009, I graduated from the Katholic University of Leuven in Belgium with a Masters of Cultures and Development Studies (distinction). My informal education has come from living in Belgium for over a year, living in Austria for 6 months and travelling to 24 different European countries. This assisted with my



PROFI LE career aspirations by providing cultural education from informally meeting friends, colleagues and academics from other countries, which has assisted in my work as a diversity support worker in Lethbridge.

Society, instilling strong values and acting as a role model to troubled youth. In 2006, I got the opportunity of a lifetime, when I was selected for the Native

KJ: How has your work experience lead you to your current profession? Roy: I have always been interested in Human Rights and having the utmost respect for individuals and other cultures, no matter their ethnic background, culture, or way of life. My Kohkom and my Mother have always instilled the Aboriginal values of respect for oneself, your culture and for others. This led me to an interest in Human Rights and Diversity.

Law Centre of CanadaÕ s Young Professionals International, which sent me to Vienna Austria to work I started by working as a Teacher’s as a Research Assistant for the Assistant and Research Assistant Legal Anthropology Department for the First Nations University for the University of Vienna. I of Canada for a few years, which was specializing in International allowed me to network, pass on Indigenous issues, so I was allowed my knowledge to other students to go to Rovaniemi Finland above and gain valuable experience. In the Arctic Circle to a seminar on 2005, I got my first big break, Sami (Indigenous) issues. working in First Nations and Métis Relations with the Government of This work experience, along with Saskatchewan. I worked in both my formal and informal education the Lands and Resources and Policy lead me into the new program and Operations Branches, which of Aboriginal Diversity Support provided valuable experience. Coordinator, which I am privileged and honoured to be employed in I also worked in youth care for such a passionate field for me. many years with the Ranch Ehrlo KJ: What is one of your most 38


memorable moments? Roy: One of my most memorable moments, would definitely have to be attending the seminar in Rovaniemi Finland. I got to meet indigenous people from that area, learn about their culture, provide awareness about Métis culture and understand other indigenous philosophies. I also got to go dog sledding, ride a ski-doo, eat reindeer meat drenched in blood and visit Santa Claus at his village. Plus the winter reminded me of Saskatchewan at -30, so that was also, believe it or not a little treat. KJ: What are your future aspirations? Roy: Well I have been the Coordinator for the Human Rights program for a year now, and have been able to acquire funding for another year and a half, which would carry me into February 2012. My goal is to continue to build and develop this important program and then pass it on to another Aboriginal individual willing and eager to jump into the challenging world of Human Rights. In 2012, it is my goal to move to Belgium, to hopefully start performing my P.H.D at the K.U. Leuven, on the Draft Declaration on Indigenous Peoples.





To begin this article it is important to understand that human beings are not born “racists”. So prior to educating children on how to deal with the issues of “racism”. We should first re-educate ourselves on when and why did racism begin. By finding those answers it will give people more insight on what racism truly is. We may also learn new ways in which to deal with this topic ourselves. In one way or another everyone has dealt with some form of racism. To many people believe that racism is just about the color of a persons skin. Yet, the word racism and the word discrimination go hand in hand. There are very few adult people in the world who have not used a racist slur or done an act of racism. We may never see a complete end to the acts of racism on humanity. What people have and are still experiencing from racism is a shame to all of mankind. Though over time by introducing more information on 40

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the topic of racism. There is the work together as one. It is known possibility that people may change that for centuries the stronger the way they treat others. tribes of people in the past would force the weaker tribes to do In many circles, people believe their bidding. Which our history that racism has been around shows was the beginning of since the dawn of mankind. As we slavery for mankind. These tribes began to evolve as human beings were lead by the one person who certain groups or tribes mental was the usually the strongest of capabilities developed faster the men. They would also have a than others. These were tribes wise man of the tribe which was who had a better understanding the person who showed higher of logic and reasoning in there mental capabilities. environment. They also had the ability to adapt to there changing So the dawn of mankind tells environment as well. Than there us of when it is felt that racism were other tribes whose mental began. The reason why racism capabilities were not as evolved began, is because people could for reasons that are still unknown. not comprehend why others were Their in-abilities to adapt to there different. The term of the word changing environment also led to racism has been in the English their extinction. There is some language since the early nineteen speculation that diet may have had hundreds. The definition of racism a role in why some tribes mental is said to be, when one race of capabilities evolved quicker than people feel that they are better others. It is also felt that because than another race of people. these tribes were so much Many people also feel that the different, that they were unable to act of racism is, ignorance and a


COMMUNITY lack of understanding of why we are different. Some people have commented that they feel racism is a genetic trait, and it is passed down from ancestor to ancestor. And there are other people who feel that racism is a learned action. There are many tools that can be used to educate children on racism and how to deal with there issues. Not all of the information about

should be encouraged to ask questions about any thing that they do not understand. Unfortunately, almost every child will experience some form of racism at an early age. This will mainly occurs when they are beginning school. At this time in their lives they will encounter children who appear different

comments, they gain that power over their selves. Roll playing is by far the best way to educate children on the acts and issues of dealing with racism. By incorporating the information stated in the previous paragraph, is a good place to start for younger children. Younger children will need an adults guidance when

Remember to use positive reinforcements for good behavior in a child racism is taught in our schools. What is read in the newspaper or heard about on the evening news doesnÕ t cover the whole topic in depth. Now a child will first learn about racism from their parents, other adults, and other children. Children will mimic what they hear or see happening in their presents. Parents and adults have a responsibility to practice what they preach about racism. So when children are being educated about racism they are not getting a mixed message. Children need to be taught that we live in a world of many different races of people. They need to know that we all do not speak the same language or have the same religious beliefs. Children need to learn not to be judgmental of others by their appearance, age, or way of life. When a child is better educated about racism it will help them to deal with racists issues. Children

from them selves. Reinforce to the child that it is alright for others to look different from themselves. Explain to them that if we all looked the same, than how would they be able to know one person from another. Children will usually at this age have to deal with name calling or possibly being bullied. A childÕ s feelings are easily hurt when they are made fun of or called a mean name. When this happens talk to them about their feelings. Let the child know that it is normal to feel hurt, and that the feeling will go away. There is a lot of truth to the old saying “sticks and stones may break my bones, but names will never hurt me”. The idea behind that saying is for children to feel good about themselves.

the first begin doing roll play for the first time. Than as children get older the roll playing should be adapted to the type of racism that they are encountering. This way of educating children on racism will allow them to come up with their own answers in a more natural way. Children in fact as the get older learn to be their own teachers through roll playing. Which will give them better respect for themselves and others. Remember to use positive reinforcements for good behavior in a child. It will only further their education in dealing with any racists issues they come across in their lives. Children will not always behave in a way we would like them. So never dwell on negative behavior, but correct it quickly by using roll play to get A parent or adult should explain your point across. It is a better to a child that when someone uses way for children to resolve a bad a racial slur to wards them, that issue and educate them at the they are trying to have power over same time. them. So when a child ignores the




Wow Wee! Manito Ahbee 2010 Story and photographs by Cassandra Loon Hosted in Winnipeg, Manitoba, Canada, the festival draws people from across Canada the United States and abroad. The impact of the festival reaches well beyond entertainment; it has communicated a very significant message about the importance of celebrating Aboriginal culture. It arouses a far deeper understanding and powerful affirmation of Aboriginal cultural rebirth and renewal. It showcases the talents, gifts and abilities of Aboriginal artists from all nations. It is truly a celebration of Aboriginal music, arts, culture and heritage not seen before by the broader public through the many festival events. The Festival has established a number of groundbreaking legacies and demonstrates that Aboriginal culture is fresh, contemporary and, above all, relevant as we head into the new millennium. The name Manito Ahbee references a sacred site located in ManitobaÕ s Whiteshell Provincial Park, where First Nations traditionally gathered to share teachings and wisdom. Manito Ahbee means Ò where the Creator sits”. ( Between conversations with my friends, the hype on Facebook and my general knowledge of Manito 42

Ahbee, I knew the weekend long festival was going to be one of the highlights of the 2010 Aboriginal year.

Entering the MTS Centre in Downtown Winnipeg the evening of the Aboriginal PeopleÕ s Choice Music Awards was an experience Manito Ahbee hosted events in itself. You had the fans showing all weekend long. Those up early to get their spots to events included The Kick Off view the incoming celebrities, all Press Conference (Wednesday the different media crews setting November 3, 2010), the up and just the extravagant Education Conference and RBC atmosphere of the Red Carpet Ohshkii Awards Night (Thursday experience. Once 6 o’clock pm November 4, 2010), A theatre hit the stars of the night started project: Almighty Voice and His to arrive. From Ò Aboriginal Wife (all weekend), The Red Female Entertainer of the Year Carpet and Aboriginal PeopleÕ s Nominee” Inez to “Best Pow Choice Music Awards (Friday Wow CD Nominees” Chippewa November 5, 2010) and finally Travelers, spectators were able the International Competition to view them all, get pictures, and Pow Wow as well as Indigenous briefly give their favourite APCMA Market Place and Trades Show nominee a shout out or quick hug. that included the Crowning of This portion of the awards show Miss Manito Ahbee 2010(Saturday was extremely well orchestrated November 6-Sunday November 7, in order to give the fans up close 2010). With a great participation and personal interactions with the rate from spectators, tourists, and Aboriginal Stars of the night. Fans; the unbelievable Volunteers, Committees, Dancers, Once the Red Carpet was over, the Drummers, Musicians and the lights darkened, the Music began performers; Manito Ahbee 2010 and out came all the beautiful Pow in my opinion was a huge success. Wow dancers for the opening As a First Nations person I felt sequence to the official Manito overwhelming butterflies of pride Ahbee Song Ò Bringing People and satisfaction in knowing that Together” by Dallas Waskahatwe were all coming together Cree Confederation; a moment to demonstrate exactly how that gave everyone in the building awesome it is to be Aboriginal! and viewing on APTN butterflies to watch. An awards show couldÕ ve Aboriginal People’s Choice have begun in a more celebratory Music Awards manner, it was perfect.


COMMUNITY With a hilariously entertaining Host; Lorne Cardinal and the variety of Award presenters such as ex- National Chief Phil Fontaine and Twilight actor Bronson Pelletier; the night was not dull, indeed. Throughout the show there would be out bursts of laughter heard from the celebrities, fans, volunteers and media crews. The heart felt moment of the night was John Kim Bell being honoured with the Lifetime Achievement Award which was presented to him by his 6 year old son Pierson. The evening consisted of breath taking, amped volume live performances from the Aboriginal Pop Princess Inez Jasper, award winning WinnipegÕ s Most, country hottie Shane Yellowbird and the soft singing Jason Burnstick. All of the amazing live performances had the 4000 fans out of their seats, singing, and shouting. That night the musical performances blew the roof off the MTS centre and entertained a crowd far beyond the stands, through the camera lens of APTN to all the viewing fans watching live on their televisions. Tickets to attend the event were priced extremely reasonably and the venue was perfectly suited for a musical event such as a Aboriginal Peoples Choice Music Awards. Everyone present walked away at the end of the evening with hearts fluttering for their musical icons and new dreams geared towards the Aboriginal music industry. The APCMAs were not the only

musical events during Manito Ahbee 2010. The week prior was Aboriginal Music Week that consisted of daily performances by Aboriginal artists. After the Awards show on Friday night followed numerous after parties with live performances by receiving award winners and nominees such as Joey Stylez. The Saturday night had even more events to come. Native Model Studio hosted their annual Pink Party- a fashion show of different First Nations models and designs that also included a performance by the renowned Wab Kinew. At another location was Don AmeroÕ s CD release party with Digging Roots performing as well. In attendance were neechistars such as Derek Miller, Iskwe, Bronson Pelletier and Inez Jasper. The star-studded night continued until the early hours of the morning due to the time change. Last but not least on Sunday was The Finale-fashion showcase. The Finale 2010 featured Los Angeles designer Bethany Yellowtail of B.Yellowtail Designs. Graduated from the Fashion Institute of Design and Merchandising she now works for world renowned womenÕ s luxury brand at the BCBGMAXAZRIA GROUP. The entire week in Winnipeg, MB was a great salute to the all the Indigenous artists; from musicians and models to dancers and drummers. It was a well rounded event that included the many great aspects of First Nations people far and wide. The networking option were endless (I definitely

walked away with more facebook friends!), once you leave Manito Ahbee youÕ ll be planning next yearÕ s trip! APCMA Winners Best Hand Drm CD- Big River Cree | Songs From The Healing Lodge (Big River First Nation, SK Best Pop CD- Joey Stylez| Black Star (Moosomin First Nation, SK) Best Pow Wow Cd- TraditionalThunder Mountain Singers| One Voice One Nation (James Bay, ON) Best Pow Wow CD- ContemporaryThe Boyz| Boys Will Always Be Boyz (Ho-Chuck Nation, Wisconsin) Best New Artist- WinnipegÕ s Most (Winnipeg, MB) Best folk/ Acoustic CD- Leela Gilday| Calling All Warriors (Yellowknife, NWT)

International Pow and Trades Show


Manito Ahbee Song- Composed by Kenny Pratt Sr. and sung by Dakota Hotain Singers in the Dakota language the lyrics are, “Manito-Ahbee oyate kin etkiya upido. Ina, Ate wasunspe kin de wopidayedo Tokatakiya wiconi kte do.” The words translate to, Ò the people are coming to Manito Ahbee for the teachings of our Mothers and Fathers. So there will be future life.” Pow wow is the Native AmericanÕ s peoples way of meeting together to join in dancing, singing, visiting, renewing old friendships, making new ones, and most importantly to celebrate and honour traditions.



COMMUNITY Manito Ahbee International Competition Pow Wow took place at the MTS Centre, upon arrival you could smell the traditional sage and sweet grass, the drum groups warming up and dancers getting ready for the epic Grand Entry. Hearts were racing as they announced the commencement and the thunderous pounding of the drum began. First out for the Grand Entry was the Eagle Staffs, then Dignitaries, Pow Wow Royalty and Dancers; the Grand Entry was about 30mins of colourful movements of pride and dignity. For every grand entry the competing dancers would receive points (adult competing dancers received an additional 100 points for being a part of the APCMA opening sequence!). The crowd stands in respect, as the numerous media crews, reporters, and photographers catch the 100 plus

dancers and dignitaries in the first grand entry. The main event continued all Saturday and Sunday with the Host Drums; Cree Confederation (AB, CAN) and Mandaree Singers (ND, USA) leading the dancers to the finals of the International Pow Wow Competition. In between the dance categories was the Hand Drum Competition. Each Hand Drum Singer that participated in the APCMA opening sequence received 25 points towards their final score. The sound of the drum, jingles and conversation filled the MTS Pow Wow grounds all weekend long.

The experience at Manito Ahbee 2010 was one to never forget. Between the Aboriginal PeopleÕ s Choice Music Awards, the VIP After Parties, International Pow Wow Competition, Trades Show, networking and exposure the annual event has become a milestone to Indigenous people across Canada and the United States. I strongly recommend everyone from Status, MÊtis, Inuit, dancers, hand drummers, singers, The Indigenous Marketplace and artists, musicians elders, youth Trade Show featured products and and everyone else in between services provided by businesses to attend Manito Ahbee 2011, from all nations. Authentic because it promises to be an event Aboriginal art, crafts, clothing, for the record books.

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jewelry, and automobiles as well as, services in health, finance, employment and education were available to the observers. It was a tradeshow unlike any other in the area.



Inez Jasper Joey Stylez

Opening sequence to award show

Shane Yellowbird

Wab Kinew









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