tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1831008888393528890.post5786755507745289852..comments2024-03-21T12:27:32.289-07:00Comments on Wilderness Blues- Ramblings from the Great Land: Totem Polestbbottshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17080934753744624004noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1831008888393528890.post-63663235048595364592010-03-15T16:53:56.700-07:002010-03-15T16:53:56.700-07:00For the copper, they would trade fish with the Ath...For the copper, they would trade fish with the Athabaskan people from the Copper River region.<br />Mr. G was an incredible teacher. I still have my bentwood box and my parents have my paddle with a wolf design on it.<br />I remember when they carved the first canoe, before there was any totems there. A lot of the kids from the school got to help with it. But, it was limited to just Alaskan Natives. Us non-natives were not allowed to help, since it was suppose to be as traditional as possible. Still, it was fun to watch.<br />That next winter, Mr. Wark was plowing the parking lot and back into the canoe. The ball hitch on his truck split that thing down the side. They pulled a bunch of us out of shop class to bring it inside and get it covered up. They kept it on the down low and got it fixed as quietly as possible.<br />Good times.Alaska Staffordhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04071140422016692531noreply@blogger.com