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In-depth Post 7: *vague screaming in the distance*

Sometimes I look at the titles of other people’s blog posts, and wonder if I should try something akin to being professional.

So, its the second to last (or last, depending) blog post of indepth this year. AS my title shows, there’s just a liiiitle but of stress that goes along with this part of the year. Due to AprilMayJune, and Musical Theater, I haven’t really had much free time nowadays. And by that, I mean I’ve been at school till 8 4/7 days this week. Haha, fun.

Nowadays, my indepth i mostly planning and working on my final presentation. I’ve started by narrowing down my options and clarifying exactly what I want to do. I’ve definitely decided on a media presentation instead of a learning center, and I have all the photos I need and the information, it’s just  a matter of sitting down and GETTING IT DONE. That’s usually the part I have trouble with.

I talked a bit with Scott about the presentation and Indepth Night, if he’d want to come, how much I can say about him, etc. He’s pretty cool with information, (he can’t make the night itself sadly) but he mentioned to me in our last session some proper terminology to use for the presentation and such. I will do a big shoutout to him during the speaking part of my presentation (which I am purposefully not saying too much about, so as not to ruin the surprise, mwahahahaha)

De Bono talks about interrupting, and attitude. Back during sessions with my mentor, interrupts weren’t much of a problem, as he was usually giving me instructions and if I stopped him, I’d usually miss something important. The only time interruptions were necessary were when I couldn’t hear properly, or wanted to clarify a hand or foot position. As for attitude, Scott was always energized but calm during lessons, while I was extremely nervous. There was always a lot of energy, be it from the aura of circus in the room or the adrenaline from doing tricks.

Now the only thing I have left to do for my project is a short, less then 5 minutes presentation

. . . who wants to bet I won’t start it until may 21st.






The Internet Adventures of Louis Riel




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Louis Riel’s Final Address

People of the Metis, hear me!

It has been two years. Two years have I watched my settlement be ground to dust. Two years since we have been overrun by the nationalistic, racist, religious views of the white men who have come to stay. Two years since they! joined as a country, and cut us off. Unity, protection, better resources for all, and a chance to be free! That was their offer. Look around. How ahs that worked for you?

My people, I know your fears. I know we do not own the claim to this land in the way the white men want. You fear their surveys, of them taking what is yours.But fear not.

My father’s legacy was one of freeing one man, a single Metis from prison; a single move that lead you to respect him. but that will not be mine!

My legacy will be of freeing a people. A nation that has been too long oppressed, and ignored. They tell me my pleas have been heard a thousand times before, but is that not that point? It has been too long, too long since our land was taken from us, our languages, our rightful place. Do you think the government will listen to us? They think us a joke.

But hear me now. You will not see us until it is too late.

Diary of Louis Riel: Teenage Minx to YA Jinx

Dear diary,

The world is hell. Unjust and cruel. I had found love. Her name was Marie and she was sweet as the meadows of my home. I would have married her. But alas her parents didn’t approve of my Metis blood and broke it off. I was heartbroken. My law career seems cold and dark, so I abandoned my dreams. As I worked at my new jobs I wrote many poems about her and how much I loved her but she would not have me back. Alas, this new tragedy has only increased my hate for the white man.

I hear of changes coming, the white men entering Metis land. That is what irks me the most, that they disrespect our cultures and our rules because we do not assimilate to their ideals. They believe we need a government when we have ruled ourselves for many years, without problem!!

My hometown of Red River is next on the list. I have chosen to visit there within the next months, since the city dulls me and drives me home. There is talks of surveys in the lands, a most worrying fact. WE do not holds claims to our lands as the pale ones do. If they attempt to take it from us, I have no doubt we will retaliate with force. Seeing as war is the only language these whitefaces seem to understand.

The nuns told me I was too “unpredictable” and “moody” to be a priest. Might as well put those to good use now.

All Things Must End

Wow, a serious title for tonight. You can tell I mean business.

So, my classes are officially over. In order to prepare and document my last days, I rented some cameras from the school, taught my mom how to use multiple shot, and essentially took thousands of photos. I’m trying to do a fancy tech thing with them for in-depth night, and seeing as I basically have until in-depth night to do it, I should be good.

My last class went pretty well. We had the most people we’ve ever had in a class, since it’s normally me, Brad, and Chloe. Today, we had Mikayla and Nara too, so things went a bit slower. Scott usually has me warm up with my angel sequence, and I have now perfected the Bird’s Nest in the Ropes move, which is a serious point of pride for me. I worked on my Plank position, another move I had first learned in silks, and and then this move which, to be honest, I have no clue what it’s called. The only thing I know is that its hard, and I could do it for about ten seconds. It’s pretty similar to the Lune, but with a different hand position.

Some of the concepts me and my mentor have discussed are “in the ropes” which is a specific type of moves which only use the ropes, not the swing. Another one is the concept of art in trapeze, since it is a performance based sport. Tricks are one thing, but to actually string them together into a performance is something else entirely.

Some alternatives we’ve discussed are taking another course, like silks or static trapeze, that could add to my skills while trying new things.

Easyyyy, right?!

This week’s title is a bit of a joke with myself. My mentor, Scott, has a habit of making me do insanely difficult tricks where I am convinced I can’t do them, then as soon as I finish them, he calls out “Easy, right?”. It’s the kind of tone that would make me roll my eyes at him if I wasn’t gasping for breath and upside down.

So, week five has arrived. As promised, I have brought photos but seeing how hard it is to load them here, I have started a . . . dun dun dun . . . Flickr Account! Of course, I can’t upload alllll the photos there, as it would ruin my Big Indepth Surprise (ooh capital letters… so mysterious).

Things to look forward too: since I have a bit of time in spring break, I’m planning to do a video of my whole stretching routine which is what I do every time I go to circus, and before I exercise (which I have not been documenting very well. Shame on me.).

So, circus has been picking up, seeing as I have one class left. Yikes! While I’m excited to have my Tuesday nights back, trapeze is such a fun and active sport that I’m really going to miss. Luckily, I’ll have another two full months to spend staring at photos of it and doing fancy technology things (yes, another hint at my final project).

Last week’s class was what we call an “exciting” class. I believe last week you heard me talk about the pullover, which Scott had to literally pull me through. Well this week, after I finally mastered the move, he decided to take it a step further. For this move, I did a drop down behind the bar, caught it in my hands, then on the next swing did a pullover, then landed so I was balancing myself on the bar with my hips, then let go with my hands. It’s called a hip balance sequence, and it is terrifying.

The second hard move was the Bird’s Nest in the ropes. Now, a basic bird’s nest is an easy trick that I learned last year. For in the ropes, however, you have to stand on the bar, grab the ropes tight, then just jump up and flip so that you are upside down, holding on with your hands, and you feet resting on the ropes.

When he mentioned this, my brain started chanting “oh no oh no oh no i am going to fall and crack my head open“. This was one of the last tricks of the day, so my arms were sore and shaking, my hands in pain, and I was ninety percent sure my arms would give out and I would land, head-first, on the bar. It took me two false attempts, a good five minutes of standing on the bar freaking out, and then promptly getting stuck upside down, but I finally managed. It was ungraceful, to say the least, and when Scott said “Easy, right?” I was practically going to lunge at him,  but I did the trick. I guess there’s something to say for perseverance.

Referring to De Bono’s work, Scott uses a lot of green hat, white hat, and black hat when he’s instructing me. White hat, which is straight information and facts, is how he teaches and explains moves to me. He’ll name them, how to do them, and what to remember. Green hat, the creative hat, is important in circus because it is an art that can/must be manipulated according to each person. When I ask if I can change a move because it hurts my arms, or he asks me to do moves in a certain sequence because it’s prettier, we use green hat. Scott also uses black hat, which is critical thinking and judging information. Since this hat is about safety, and trapeze requires harness and a lot of trust between the acrobat and the belayer, he is constantly watching me too see if I have the strength, understanding, and energy to do each move. He knows when to push me harder, and when to lay off a little.

Until the next death-defying experience, ciao.

Historical and legal writings about America that are based on the belief that Columbus discovered the lands of millions of Indigenous Peoples deny the rights of these people…The right of Indigenous Peoples in the Americas to continue determining their way of life was denied through the acceptance of the doctrine of discovery, and this denial persists to this very day.

-Sharon H. Venne, Treaties; Negotiations and Rights

Ah yes, the good old Columbus Debacle. While set a bit ahead of the time period we are studying, it is still relevant to both the Aboriginal Relations with the French and British in the 1800s, and the current treatment of the Aboriginal people.

The article deals with the history of treaties with the Canadian Aboriginals, and their relations with settlers who came to their land.  It stars with the question of “why did the British assume they had sovereignty over the Indigenous lands?” Though the Aboriginal people had a full culture ad hierarchy, and clearly were the dominant peoples of the land., the British seemed to assume that because thy seemed less sophisticated, by conquering their lands they were bringing “civilization and prosperity” to the people.

When both peoples, the Aboriginal and the British, assumed that had sovereignty over the land. communications and treaties became tense. In later dealings, when the British were “allowing” the First Nations settlements, hunting grounds, health care and education, it begs the question: when did the British assume the title of leaders of the land? It certainly was not a First Nations decision.

For me, this topic correlates with section B2 of our prescribed learning outcomes in Socials, which speaks about “critiquing the rational for treaties”. Since this article is so clearly about how the ratio of power in the treaties got distorted, I thought it fit nicely.

Canada: Land of the Strong, Free, and Blind

Canada. Land of the strong, free, and ever-polite. Look back on our history and you see all the glorious “Liberation!!” “War of 1812!!” “We let the slaves come to us, America!!” “Wheeeee igloos and maple syrup!!”

But really, where has Canada been? What about the lovely racism and was against our aboriginal neighbors? And by neighbors, I mean the people we forcibly ejected form their homes and lands. Don’t forget Canada’s 200 years of slavery, and it’s oppression against the Metis. While Canada’s reputation is mainly lily white and “rightfully so”, let’s not be getting a god complex here.

Where we have been may have been bad, but where we are going may be terrifying. The future is coming and Canada is changing. New laws, new illnesses, probably not a new government (let’s be real). We have the lovely Trans-Canada line causing buckets of controversy. Canada, especially Vancouver, has some of the highest living cost worldwide, while the homeless sleep right outside their doors. Food waste is growing until the average person wastes $300 worth of food each year. Our household debt is growing. Racism against Aboriginals has not been stopped, merely hidden. If all these problems increase, Canadians are in for a rocky ride as the years go on.

Canada might be needing a map to the future right about now.





I Had A Great Trapeze Pun But I Forgot It And Couldn’t Think Of Another Title

This week in trapeze: Katherine’s titles get increasingly harder to understand.

So, the bad news is, I was only able to go to class once in the past two weeks (Tuesday was not the best day). Good news is, the week I DID go was pretty productive. I learned this new trick, called “Drop in front of the bar” (real original, i know). It’s similar to the drop I do where I stand on the bar, then fall off, catching it with my hands, EXCEPT for this one, I do it at the front of my swing. For those of you unfamiliar with trapeze physics, most tricks are done at the back of the swing, right before you go forward again, Doing tricks at the front is harder because you are propelling yourself forward, which is a much greater chance of falling off. Add that to the fact I’m literally PLUNGING OFF THE BAR TO MY DEATH (over-dramatic? i’m not over-dramatic), I was more then slightly scared. Still, I managed. Go me.

The other weird thing: Student Instructor. I have no clue where he came from, but last class he showed up and Scott had him spot me. Getting used to another person operating the harness was weird and hard to adjust too, but it actually helped me with my balance because I had to focus on how I was transitioning between positions in order to keep the swing steady.

As for conversations with my mentor, there has been some mild progress. As my class ends just as another begins, it’s kinda hard to actually talk talk, but I have tried. It usually consists of me asking questions about my technique or equipment, such as “What foot wraps should I use” or “Which side does my head go for this position”. My mentor prefers to explain moves and positions as I’m swinging, since he believes in a learn-as-you-go approach (which I will admit can be terrifying). He also likes having the other students do moves, and then questioning me on them when it’s my turn. We’ve both gotten a bit better at conversations, once I stopped being terrified of saying more then two words to him, and while the 1 minute it takes for me to be harnessed it doesn’t leave much time, we make it work. As I’m growing more confidant, I’m asking a lot more questions while in the air, which is really helping me improve my positions.


Ending note: go check out Vanessa’s blog because she did makeup on me. Also expect some super rad photos next week.