Showing posts with label Native American. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Native American. Show all posts

Saturday, 26 March 2016

Coach On The Rez Series, Episode I

AS HE FOLLOWED the rest of his group out the rival college's front doors, Coach Bear Pakootas gradually trailed behind. Shaken by the choices of the Arrow Lakes college board members, he felt the moistening of his eyes. As the liquid pushed on the edges of these eyelids, he fought to hold his tears from breaching the dam. Bear malingered behind so they would not notice his disappointment. He had to stay stoic as he believed, Mustn't let them see my aggravation, can not let them see me tear-up, get challenging Bear, toughen up. As Capable Graffis and 3 of his San Poil directors approached the college van, Bear scrambled for the single backseat; he was in no mood to go over the evening's events.

They have been a strange-hunting lot as the 3 college board members, male and female alike wore cowboy boots, faded jeans, western shirts, and colorful Pendleton jackets of turquoise, vibrant red, deep orange and pleasing yellow. By contrast, In a position and Bear dressed similarly to each other as if they'd just stepped out of the 1950's. Bear wore saddle footwear of black and cordovan, black more than-the-calf diabetic socks, charcoal-grey dress slacks, a light-green button-down-collar, quick-sleeve shirt, and a dark green and grey argyle-patterned, front-buttoned sweater vest. The vest stretched at the seams and strained at the buttons to evince the truth that Bear had gained a different ten pounds more than the previous year. In a position wore a similar uniform, but with dusty, cracked, black wing-recommendations, and a light khaki wind-breaker.

Capable buckled up, checked the rear view mirror, gradually pulled out of the properly-lit parking lot, and shouted from the driver's seat, "Hey, at least we got 'em to take our little ones for fall sports... may well a been a lot worse!"

The 3 San Poil college directors chatted amongst themselves, but Bear wasn't prepared to join the conversation. He believed, Possibly if we had all 5 board members we might've presented a much more convincing front. Perhaps they would've taken our children for basketball also, and why the heck would not they want me to coach, at least as an assistant.

The future looked dim for San Poil Higher College. The enrollment was low as an rising quantity of parents had been fleeing to Chewelah, Electricdale, Govan, or Spokane. San Poil was currently low in numbers as they had been on the periphery of the reservation with no big corporations, only a tribal neighborhood center, overall health clinic, grocery, a post workplace, and a smaller library.

The reviewer has authored two books beneath the pen name of Chris Gregory. Buckshot Pie: A Family's Struggle by way of Homesteading, the Good Depression, and Planet War II is readily available in hardcover, paperback, and Kindle Edition format on Amazon. Too Dismounted Liberty, of the inventive non-fiction Globe War II genre, is obtainable in Kindle Edition format on Amazon, each at http://www.amazon.com/Chris-Gregory/e/B00FYXT8BA/ref=ntt_athr_dp_pel_1

Please look at each those books. Thank you and may well God bless.

Tuesday, 26 January 2016

Coach On The Rez Series, Episode II

WITH THE STUDENT body's anticipated interest for subsequent year standing at seven football players, 5 volleyball players, and 3 boys and 4 girls for basketball, the Bobcats appeared to be completed when it came to sports. The student enrollment was becoming so low, even the potential to retain higher college status was in query.

The program for subsequent year was to combine sports applications with their cross-mountain Colville Reservation rival. The San Poil uniforms have been the colors green and white, the Arrow Lakes colors had been green and gold; a new Arrow Lakes-San Poil cooperative sports plan may possibly hopefully combine these colors, and just possibly the Archers may possibly come to be the Archer Cats.

That is what the group were pondering and discussing earlier in the evening as they wound their way up a dark Highway 21, across Bridge Creek and more than Huckleberry Mountain. They believed their little ones would be fine and, just perhaps, the larger college may use their coach also. Their hopes have been sturdy and every single particular person in the van had a vested interest in the proposed mixture: the children!

Capable let off the accelerator as they rounded a corner and, in plain view ahead of them, a mountain lion gradually crossed the highway. The large cat stopped, glanced more than its shoulder and, with no urgency, the cougar moved on. It was in no hurry and did not appear to be afraid of something. Mr. Graffis remarked, "Hey, a cougar crossing our path - That is superior luck!"

Bear responded, "Not if you happen to be a white-tail or just about any other game animal in the forest!"

But on the way back from the joint-board executive session, Doc Ford, the San Poil board chair, explained it as he saw it. "Appear, just amongst these 5 directors, they will likely have 5 boys and 4 girls on subsequent year's varsities. They never want our little ones to beat them out of beginning positions... "

"... or take playing time away from their kiddos." Kathy Kamiak chimed in. "I guess they welcome the numbers for football and volleyball, and it will not even come close to bumping them up to 2B status, but they will have to've had guarded hopes for their kiddos in basketball."

Abruptly, out of the darkness, anything hit the windshield with a heavy thump! It bounced off with no harm to the shatter-proof glass window. "Wow, that was significant, was it a kokulk, a blue grouse?" queried a startled Storey Whitelaw.

In a position answered, "Oh, no, I assume it was an owl, judging by the size, I'd say it should a been one a these superior-horned owls; took my breath away... possibly broke the wiper, but we're okay."

The reviewer has authored two books below the pen name of Chris Gregory. Buckshot Pie is offered in hardcover, paperback, and Kindle format on Amazon. Too Dismounted Liberty, of the inventive non-fiction Globe War II genre, is offered in Kindle Edition, each at http://www.amazon.com/Chris-Gregory/e/B00FYXT8BA/ref=ntt_athr_dp_pel_1

Please assume each those books. Thank you and may possibly God bless.