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By Ryan Atimoyoo
Sage Youth Columnist
REGINAThe millennium has come. The Y2K scare has come and passed. The doomsday threat was anything but, and the cosmic alignment of planets in early May went off without a hitch. Yet, the millennium is so much more than a number or these events. It's a state of mind, a time of looking back and reflecting on how far we've come as human beings. More accurately, how far we've come as Aboriginal youth.
We've had our traditions to look to the past, which helped to define the very core of who we are. The old legends told to us by our grandmothers and grandfathers and the ceremonies have become icons to me, as an Aboriginal youth. I call upon these icons and the grandfathers to help me say, "Yes, I am Aboriginal and these are some of the things that make me proud to be who I am."
In traditional times, the youth were highly valued. They were taught to respect themselves and were treated with dignity by adults, parent and grandparents. From this, a clear sense of pride, stability and self became evident and these values established great leaders of tradition such as Big Bear, Starblanket and Piapot. The mold was cast and set for our people to grow with pride and respect.
And then our world changed.
With the arrival of European settlers, the nomadic lifestyle of our ancestors changed rapidly. No longer were the skills they learned highly regarded. Instead they were treated with contempt and disdain. Traditions that had been learned over centuries, as well as a mindset of peace and tranquillity, were lost during the attempted assimilation of our people.
Being thrust into residential schools was a great blow to our people and resulted in a cultural genocide of sorts. Children raised in such schools lost the ability to speak our languages and were, instead, taught "higher learning skills" such as reading and writing a language that decades previously hadn't even existed in this part of the world. Erasing our cultural ties meant a loss of connection to family and people and tradition. Gone was the mindset of oneness with the land and peace of mind. That was replaced with shame, humiliation, anger and confusion.
Being unable to leave the residential schools resulted in forced assimilation. Having to register and stay within a certain area or face retribution from the dreaded Indian agent called for the reservations. Land placed aside by the government as well as other rights such as health care, and education in exchange for land entitlement meant a definite end to a lifestyle that our people relied upon for centuries. This as well as the diminishment of the buffalo which were so highly used and regarded by our forefathers.
This forced assimilation caused a lost generation. During a time of great of distress for our people, many of our people regretted being Aboriginal and were ashamed of our people, ashamed of our tradition and culture. This shame, combined with the many proven cases of abuse in the schools, caused so much damage to our people. It introduced new factors into our family lives - drugs and alcohol.
We as Indian people had a new opponent that was much more damaging and evasive than the system which was forced on us.
Though we cannot condone the vices that plague so many of our people, forgiveness and surely understanding is certainly warranted. So few of us now are fully capable of understanding such rigorous assaults upon our heritage, our sense of being. For these people, no hate can be administered, no retribution by our beloved Elders, but rather a hand can be offered and freely at that.
Still, considering the new factors entered into our family makeup, we still suffer. As is so often heard, the drugs, alcohol, violence and hate, cause a vicious cycle that is still felt today. Certainly it has diminished somewhat, but it can never be fully eliminated. So many of our people are somewhat lost.
From the past, new lessons are learned. The millennium is here and new leaders are emerging. No longer are we a people seeking to grab scraps at a dinner table, but now there are leaders who fight for more. More rights, more respect and more sense of who we are. These leaders all have the one lesson of our ancestors in mind. We are from the people and we are for the people. It is a time of change and while we cannot ever return to who we were before the settlers arrived, we can hold on to what we have kept and move forward with pride and dignity.
A new age for Aboriginal people has come upon the youth of today. More ambition is present among our youth, more determination. The ability to not only compete in today's system, but succeed and prevail is becoming more and more evident as we see more and more Aboriginal doctors, lawyers and politicians. No longer is it a time of sorrow for those we have lost but rather a time to look ahead to the future and aggressively pursue what we desire - respect, pride and a sense of self.
I can only look to the positive aspects of our people. Such as the Aboriginal winter and summer games. In observing these athletes, I became fully aware of just how proficient in sports Aboriginal people have become. From observing the raw determination to win, despite any odds, that I saw on the face of many athletes, I shuddered to think of the will it had taken to get to that level of proficiency. Other positive steps are also being taken.
At only 22 years of age, I find it hard to find the right words, sometimes. I can only write this article in the hope of calling on new heroes among our youth to attain the hunger for success. We need to look toward a better time for our children and to seek new ways to grab hold with both hands and fight for what is owed to us.
It's time to reflect and set new goals.
Getting to the Special Olympics a stroke at a time
By Marj Roden
Sage Writer
PRINCE ALBERTFourteen-year-old Rose Brass wasn't always the championship swimmer that she is today.
"She tried hockey first of all, then soccer, gymnastics, dancing, and finally swimming," said Giff Brass of his daughter's athletic endeavors. "Swimming seems to be her thing."
Her mother Jean agreed with her husband, adding, "When she first started swimming, her dad would take her to the pool, get her in the water and stuff. She was two when she started.
"She's been in the water for a long time. A little water baby, they all call her, because she so likes the water," Jean added.
Thanks to one of her teachers, Rose joined the Special Olympics Swimming Program this fall, an avenue her parents were not aware of.
"This is her first year with Special O," said Jean. "It was actually because of an educational consultant, who moved her from the mainstream classroom into a specialized one. Her daughter also competed in Special O, and she just informed us of what was out there. We had no idea that [Rose] would qualify. I always thought Special Olympics was for [people with] severe physical disability. I didn't realize that she would fit into this category."
That was in the fall of 1999. The Special Olympics' swim coach, Cathy Hoffman, recognized Rose's potential, and recommended her to another team.
"Her coach for the Special Olympics team thought that Rose's talent would exceed the capabilities of the team she had there, and then she gave us the number of Gord Shields," head coach of the Prince Albert Sharks Swim Club.
"Her coach brought her here," said Shields, "and we had her try out at a practice and see what we thought. We had a chance to meet the parents and talk to the parents about the program and what we have to offer, and what benefits we would get out of participating in the program, and so it has carried on since then.
"That was about in January of this year."
The end result of the tryout in the New Year was that Rose earned herself a spot on the Sharks' Swim Team.
Coach Maureen Strathdee, who is also a triathlete and a high school teacher, said, "Rose is a really fun student to have in the class. She tries hard, she wants to learn, and is anxious to do well. She likes to do well, so in that aspect, it's nice to coach someone who is always looking to improve and do well."
Coach Shields said Rose listens, "and she does pick things up fairly quickly. She has the ability to develop because she does take what the coaches have instructed her and put it into practice with what she's doing in the water with her technique."
In a few short months, Rose has learned a lot about technique and has also improved her speed, said Strathdee.
"Rose has really improved because her freestyle speed is getting better and she knew the stroke quite well. For example, she's picked up the technique for the butterfly this year, which is a really hard stroke to learn. So as well as getting faster on the strokes that she did know, she was able to learn some more strokes, and also the racing turns, the starts, relays, and being part of a team."
Then came Rose's first swim meet with Special Olympics, and everyone - including Rose - was in for a huge surprise.
"I think she surprised the coaches, too," said Jean Brass. "They just timed her once, and realized they had never timed her before, so I think that she surprised them too that she already had qualified (for the Canadian ParOlympic Team trials). Nobody was prepared for it, it was sort of 'we've got this kid who can make it,' and no one knew."
Thanks to some last-minute fund-raising done on Rose's behalf by the Special Olympics and the Shriners of Prince Albert, Rose was able to try out for a spot on the Canadian ParOlympic team that will be competing in the World ParOlympic Summer Games in Sydney, Australia. The ParOlympic games immediately follow the main Olympic Games this September.
"They raised the money," said Jean Brass on Rose's first day of the team tryouts in Montreal. "It was pretty fast. We were told Wednesday and had to leave Thursday."
Her first event on May 29 was the 100 metre backstroke, and she surprised many people there.
"She took just about 20 minutes off her backstroke time," said Jean in a phone interview that evening. "She made it through all the heats and made it right to the final."
Youth are part of a revolution
By Denis Okanee Angus
Sage ColumnistYesterday I was in North Battleford at my son's soccer game. Blake is nine and he plays for North Battleford Tribal Council. They played an exhibition game against Red Pheasant First Nation. These boys are getting ready to go to the Indian Summer Games in August at the Little Pine First Nation.
Long before Blake played sports, he was powwow dancing. I took many photographs of him. His photographs have been everywhere. There's a funny thing about this boy, everybody really loves him. For as far back as I can remember, people have been attracted to this little guy.
Blake stood out on the soccer field. He's about two or three inches taller than everyone else on his team. As a dad, I realized that little guy that I took pictures of is turning very quickly into a young man.
He's a boy that tries really hard. It doesn't matter if it's hockey, soccer or powwow dancing. He always tries really hard. He's fortunate because he always does really well. And even when he's hurt, he still tries hard.
Like yesterday, his knee was scratched up pretty bad from a bike accident on the gravel road and his toe is wounded from a trampoline accident at his cousin's. Blake was still out there hustling.
But it's more than just being his dad and being proud of your child. That boy stands in himself. He has a strength of spirit and character. I think it's why his photographs were so popular.
After soccer we took the kids to McDonald's for dinner. It's a must when you have the little ones with you and you are in the city. There's more evidence that Blake is growing into a young man. He would rather go to Kentucky Fried Chicken than McDonald's these days. But we had three little ones with us, so McDonald's it was.
And on the way home, something truly incredible happened. From the highway, when you looked east, it was all dark clouds and rain. To the west, however, the sun shone brightly. As we drove down into a valley, we saw the most beautiful rainbow ever. It was all contained in the valley and we could see the entire arch of the rainbow. It was brightly colored and took our breath away. Both my wife and I agreed we have never seen anything so spectacular. And as we stood in that cool rain, magically, above the first rainbow, a second one appeared.
My wife remembers hearing about this double rainbow. If she remembers right, it's part of a prophecy about the coming generations and the strength coming back to Indian nations. I think this rainbow was for my son. For his strength, courage and commitment to be all that he can be. I am humbled. Because my son lives in a world where people believe in him.
This is a world that I did not have as a young boy or even as a young man.
When I look at my son, I truly believe we are part of a revolution in Indian country. When we believe in each other, care about each other and help each other, it's true, we can really change the world.
All day yesterday, I just kept thinking about the kids. And all day yesterday, it just kept coming back to the same thing. I didn't really want to go to town, but I figured I had to support my son in his efforts at soccer. If we just care about the kids and make sure that they are living in good and safe spaces, then we don't really have to worry much about things like politics or self government. Being responsible to your kids is self government. I really learned something yesterday and I could feel it in my gut. Those two rainbows just seemed to be the most beautiful exclamation mark I have ever seen!