Programs and Reflections

Timothy invited me to visit his school for his program today. He attends the Kenaitze Cuya Qyut'anen Head Start here in Kenai. His older brother attended and Timothy is in his second year. Next year when he goes on to kindergarten (which right now is a scary prospect to him) little sister Kinzie gets to go to Head Start. She is ready.

There are pictures in the gallery. Go on over and take a peek.

I think some of the photos show the paintings of the elders on the walls. The Kenaitze tribe is reclaiming their nearly lost language and it is thanks in part to the folks whose paintings grace the walls of the Family house. The children are taught English ABC's and such, right alongside the d'enaina words and songs and culture.

Under the photos I have typed in the words to the songs the children sang. The Little Moose, Timothy's class, sang Twinkle, twinkle little star in d'enaina. (note: I hope that I am saying/spelling that correctly - I know that d'enaina means the people, but I think that is what I heard the teacher tell the children to sing their songs in for us. The Ladybug will correct me if I am wrong, I'm sure.

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Reflection #1:

This dnigi (moose) is dragging a bit today. It was a loooooooong night last night. Hubby and I were awakened by a phone call at 1:30 a.m. and had to leave the house for a bit - returning around 2:30 a.m. After our sleep is broken like that we both find it very hard to return to slumber. Such was the way it was last night. We each tossed and turned and rolled around the rest of the night and awoke pretty bleary eyed. I have kept myself on the go all day long so as not to give in to sleep. I figure I will be in bed before 10 and out by a few minutes later.

The whys of it? Well, not my story to tell. Suffice it to say that someone did something dumb. And, I am pretty sure that Lessa (not the someone) will not say again anytime soon "what could happen next?"

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Reflection #2:

To keep myself upright and going, I drove to Soldotna and walked around the Fred Meyer store for awhile. As I did my laps I did some shopping as well - you know, toothpaste, vinegar, cereal. (yummy combination, huh?)

Then I stopped at the clothing department and a top caught my eye. So I took it and a pair of slacks that complimented it into the dressing room. Usually I just try things on and leave, either buying or putting back onto the rack. Today I got a bit brave and walked out of the dressing room to ask the advice of the ladies "working" there.

Each of them complimented me on the color choice and said that I looked good in it.

It is SO HARD to see myself as looking good in anything - because it has been SO LONG since I have looked good in anything - or simply looked good. There is a chance, of course, that they were appeasing me in order to get me to buy the outfit. That is what one part of me says. It is also possible that they meant what they said and I look (at least) okay in it.

Yes, I bought it - a reward of sorts for the hard work I've been putting into this walking program. An incentive to go down even further in sizes and to "need" to purchase even more outfits. (yay)

So, I'm reflecting on a victory of sorts. I accepted their compliments and their advice.

Guess that's about it. Enjoy the photos. I am off to update my mileage and steps over at the the Going Nowhere site and then I am closing up shop for the night.

Have a great weekend.

Posted by Purplemoose at January 23, 2004 08:12 PM