“The summit of the mountain, the thunder of the sky, the rhythm of the sea, speaks to me. The strength of fire, the taste of salmon, the trail of the sun, and the life that never goes away. They speak to me. And my heart soars.”—Chief Dan George
I'm a kid who lives in Kotzebue. I was wondering why do the eskimos dislike non-native people? Outside of school, unfriendly. Inside school, mean. At the clinic, indifferent. At the AC, unpleasant. Why?
dear kotzebue kid;
sorry to hear about your observations of eskimos disliking non-native people. i hope your observations have changed since you wrote me—i know its taken me awhile to answer this question. to answer your question, you might be hanging with the wrong eskimos! are you the person that’s being treated unfairly? i haven’t seen eskimos that show their dislike for non-natives here in kotzebue.
in the three and a half years i’ve lived here, i’ve never seen an incident where a person was treated unfairly because of their skin color. well kid, thanks for reading eskimo power! let me know if your observations have changed.
its been a year and a half since i’ve found out that i had cancer and had it removed. after one dose of chemotherapy and countless follow-up visits, which include CAT scans, blood draws, and consults with my doctor, i have a clean bill of health today and i am thankful.
i have another CAT scan, blood draw, and consult visit next week on the 23rd and 24th. august 25 will mark exactlyone year and six months that i’ve been a survivor. it does feel good to be healthy and i am thankful.
one thing that i don’t look forward to is the contrast that i have to drink before the CAT scan. the contrast is a shake that you drink that apparently 'lights up' your insides so the doctor can look for any abnormalities. i remember last summer i almost puked while drinking the contrast—it was friggin nasty. the contrast they have now is easier on the taste buds. the folks at the hospital says this new stuff tastes like water. it does NOT taste like water, but its much better than the stuff they had last year. my CAT scans and contrast shakes are becoming fewer and farther between—for this i am thankful.
the contrast shakes, CAT scans, blood draws, and consults are not new to me, but they still make me a little nervous—especially the consult with my doctor. this is the last procedure of the follow-up. this is when you sit down with the doctor and review the CAT scan and blood work. my doctor reads the CAT scan and looks for any changes in my blood (tumor markers, white and red blood cell count, etc.) and reviews his findings to me. the only thing on my mind at this point is to hope for the best. i hope this next follow-up appointment goes without incident and i get a clean bill of health.
once or twice a year i round up some ‘old’ clothes in my closet and give to those less fortunate. to give away my old clothing does two things for me: 1. i get rid of clothes i don’t use much, and 2. i feel good about giving to those in need.
i once read in my GQ magazine a long time ago that one should get rid of clothes he hasn’t used in the last six months. now, i’m not a hoarder by any means, but i find items of clothing that i haven’t worn in months and months. i take this clothing, bag them up and donate them to the brother francis shelter in anchorage. (1021 East 3rd Avenue, Anchorage, AK 99501-6102, phone (907) 277-1731)
one of the more important life lessons that my dad has taught me was to give to those in need. he’s always told me about helping out others and this message is engrained into my dna. this ‘helping out’ that he talks about is not about giving your time or helping hand—its about providing others with tangible things that are needed: he’s told me about giving food, fuel, or money to others that are in need.
i always feel good about donating to the brother francis shelter. back when i lived in anchorage, life was challenging and money didn’t come easy. i didn’t have a job and this made me feel less. one way to ‘up’ my spirits was to give what little i had and donate it to the shelter. there’s something about giving tangible items to ‘charity’ that makes you feel good.
i like the idea of lessening my load, if you will, and giving away my excess to those less fortunate. try it some day and see how giving away your excess benefits you.
quyana Dad, for teaching me about the act of giving.
On behalf of the American people, Michelle and I want to extend our best wishes to Muslims in America and around the world. Ramadan Kareem.
Ramadan is a time when Muslims around the world reflect upon the wisdom and guidance that comes with faith, and the responsibility that human beings have to one another, and to God. This is a time when families gather, friends host iftars, and meals are shared. But Ramadan is also a time of intense devotion and reflection – a time when Muslims fast during the day and pray during the night; when Muslims provide support to others to advance opportunity and prosperity for people everywhere. For all of us must remember that the world we want to build – and the changes that we want to make – must begin in our own hearts, and our own communities.
These rituals remind us of the principles that we hold in common, and Islam’s role in advancing justice, progress, tolerance, and the dignity of all human beings. Ramadan is a celebration of a faith known for great diversity and racial equality. And here in the United States, Ramadan is a reminder that Islam has always been part of America and that American Muslims have made extraordinary contributions to our country. And today, I want to extend my best wishes to the 1.5 billion Muslims around the world – and your families and friends – as you welcome the beginning of Ramadan.
I look forward to hosting an Iftar dinner celebrating Ramadan here at the White House later this week, and wish you a blessed month.