Memories and Prophesies

Carol A. Hand

It was early spring, and the snow had just melted in the northwoods. I referred to this time of year as “mud season.” It meant I needed to park in the graveled parking area at the end of the dirt road that led to my cabin. (I had learned the hard way how difficult it was to dig out my car after it was swallowed up to the axels and undercarriage in a puddle of “quick mud.”) It would mean hiking seven-tenths of a mile down the muddy dirt road that led through the clear-cut national forest land, down the winding hill, and into the uncut forest that surrounded my cabin in the woods.

I had just returned from a conference where I led a workshop on Native American mascot issues. As I hiked, the straps of my laptop, purse, and suitcase were digging into my left shoulder with each step, but I barely noticed. I was lost in thought, reflecting about a comment one of the workshop participants had voiced.

But before I tell the rest of this story, I need to go back and provide some background about why I was asked to discuss this topic, and how I ended up living on the Ojibwe reservation where my mother was born.

***

“More than two decades ago, when my daughter was a senior in high school, she received a commendation notice from her French teacher. This was not the first or last, but it was the one I noticed on a different level. I remember “seeing red” when I noticed the logo on the top, yet I immediately reflected on the message – my daughter had demonstrated excellent work. So I complemented her. Then, I contacted the Wisconsin Department of Public Instruction (WDPI) to explore what protections they had in place to prevent racial stereotyping of indigenous peoples. The response from WDPI changed my life.

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“At the time, I was working on a federal grant to address elder abuse in eight pilot counties in Wisconsin. In an effort to promote awareness about the project, I met with a reporter from a local paper. In the process of talking about the project, “Tools of the Trade for Men Who Care,” the reporter and I became friends. We were both outsiders in the largely white, Christian community. She was Jewish, and I was Ojibwe. I mentioned the appalling name and logo used by the local high school, and mentioned that I had been advised by WDPI to wait until my daughter graduated to pursue any action. But, I was told, there was a state statute, the Pupil Nondiscrimination Act that I could use as the basis of a complaint. The WPDI staff added that although the statute had never been tested for its relevance to discriminatory logos and team names, filing a complaint under this statute could set an important precedent. My friend asked me to let her know if I ever decided to pursue the issue.

“The months passed and my daughter graduated and went off to a university. I stayed in touch with my friend at the newspaper as the project I was working on gained momentum. Then, I added another job. I was completing my doctorate in social welfare at the time, and began as a teaching assistant in a sociology class on diversity and discrimination. As I faced the 465 students, I realized that ethically I needed to walk the talk and address the discriminatory use of logos by public schools in the state.

“My education thus far had taught me two things that appeared relevant to this issue. First, when approaching community change, it is always best to start on the assumption that others may easily agree if approached from a position of collaboration. So I drafted a letter to the superintendent of schools in the district. I asked my diplomatic and thoughtful university advisor to review the letter, and when he commented that it was well-reasoned and balanced, I sent it off. I also sent a copy to my friend at the newspaper.

“Second, I expected a thoughtful diplomatic response from the superintendent of schools. If one believes the physics theory that every action results in an equal and opposite reaction, a well-reasoned letter calling attention to unintentional discrimination toward Native Americans should result in the willingness to dialogue, right? That was not the case. The response of the superintendent was to send a copy of my letter to the weekly newspaper in the local community. My friend also broke the story in a larger newspaper on a slow news day. Within a week, I was the topic of hundreds of letters to the editor in local and state newspapers, and featured on the nightly TV news. The community reaction included nasty, degrading personal attacks and threats.” (Carol A. Hand, We’re Honoring Indians, October 25, 2013) We’re Honoring Indians

When my partner lost his job as an assistant manager of a lumber retail company, in all likelihood a response to my very public and unpopular advocacy, I was forced to withdraw from the university in the final stages of completing my doctorate in order to get a full-time job. I wanted to escape from the world of Euro-Americans for awhile and accepted a position as the deputy director of health and human services for an inter-tribal agency. I moved to the Ojibwe community where my mother was born and bought an off-the-grid cabin in the woods. When Native American educators in the state took on the issue of Indian mascots and logos a year or two later, I was asked to lead a workshop about my experiences at their state-wide conference.

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As I walked down the road to my cabin, I was still trying to sort out my feelings about dealing with Euro-Americans whose privilege often made them feel it was their right to remain oblivious to the history and present day oppression and suffering of Native peoples. Did my unresolved anger and frustration show in my response to the comments made by a workshop participant?

“You’re so lucky you have a culture. As a white person of mixed ancestry, I don’t have one.”

I did respond, but I wasn’t really satisfied with my answer even though it was honest.

“We all have a culture. But those of us who are not part of the dominant culture have to learn to see our culture in contrast to the one that most others in society share. We have to learn to understand both in order to survive.”

But that wasn’t what I was thinking about as I walked. It is tempting to think that one’s own culture is superior. I found myself thinking about the differences between the Ojibwe Midewiwin Code, the “Path of Life,” and the Christian Ten Commandments. I realized that there were many reasons why I prefer the tenets of the Path of Life. I was tempted to see it as superior. And as that thought passed through my mind, it seemed as if the earth itself spoke to me, or perhaps it was the spirits of my Ojibwe ancestors who had once lived here.

“Codes of conduct and spirituality may differ, but the existence of a code signifies that people need rules to live by because no culture or individual is perfect. You may prefer one approach over others, but that doesn’t make it better. All codes of conduct serve the same purpose – to help guide people as they live their lives or when they lose their way.”

I suspect many who will read this post know the Ten Commandments by heart, but few have heard of the Midewiwin Code.

  • Thank Gitche Manitou, the Great Spirit, for all of the wonders around you and the miracle of life
  • Honor elders and you honor life and wisdom
  • Honor life in all its forms and your own life will be sustained
  • Honor women and you honor the gift of life and love
  • Honor promises – by keeping your word, you will be true
  • Honor kindness – by sharing gifts you will be kind
  • Be peaceful – through peace, all will find the Great Peace
  • Be courageous – through courage, all will grow in strength
  • And be moderate in all things – watch, listen and consider so your actions will be wise.
    (Adapted from Basil Johnston, 1976, p. 93)

It would be years later when I would learn about the Ojibwe “Seven Fires Prophecy.”

“ … when the world has been befouled and the waters turned bitter by disrespect, human beings will have two options to choose from, materialism or spirituality. If they chose spirituality, they will survive, but if they chose materialism, it will be the end of it.” (Wikipedia)

“The Seven Fires Prophecy is an Ojibwe prophecy that encourages the union of all four colours of the human race to ensure a kinship that will lead to peace and harmony. The prophecy warns that without a union of the earth’s people the earth will cleanse itself.” (http://ojibweresources.weebly.com/prophecy.html)

I’m sharing these memories and musings today because the times foretold by Ojibwe ancestors have arrived. As I said in the ending of a play I recently wrote (You Wouldn’t Want to Hear My Story),

“The waters have been poisoned by our disrespect for the earth and each other.”

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Image: Kids for Peace

I don’t believe it’s ever too late to do what we can to help our communities and world, no matter which spiritual codes of right-living we follow. It’s in our power to reach across the illusory divisions that keep us from living in peace with each other and in balance with the earth we share. The well-being of all children and the health of our world depends on each of us to use the skills and knowledge we’ve gained to create a peaceful future even though the times ahead may be difficult.

Work Cited: 

Basil Johnson (1976), Ojibway heritage (p. 93). Lincoln, NE: University of Nebraska Press.

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About Carol A. Hand

What matters are not the titles I’ve held or university degrees I earned or the size of a house or bank account. It’s really what I’ve learned from ordinary people like me whom I’ve met along the way. They taught me to live with gratitude and give thanks for each new day.
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30 Responses to Memories and Prophesies

  1. DK Fennell says:

    Very interesting story, well told, Carol. You ave reached the stage where you are suffused with memories and that makes for interesting reading (my apologies to young writers, but it’s a fact).

    By the way, did the Milton school district ever change its logo?

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    • It’s always a pleasure to hear from you, DK. Thank you for your thoughtful comments.

      Yes, the school district did change their name and logo (to the Red Hawks), although it took ten years. It was the students who made it happen despite protests from older community residents.

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      • DK Fennell says:

        I have occasionally wondered why it is that the powers that be react so violently impulsively to suggestions of insensitivity to Indigenous Americans and African Americans. (There was no similar backlash when Italian-Americans objected to being routinely stigmatized as mafioso or Irish-Americans as perennially drunken.I think of Dan Snyder and his Washington football team as an example. It is particularly odd when someone who belongs to a group that once was considered the “other” but now assumed into the dominant culture seems to be more bigoted than the bigots. I am thinking of Dan Snyder and his Washington football team for example.

        Perhaps the Anglo-American (and the other groups which became part of the dominant political culture) understands their history with African-Americans and Indigenous Americans is so appallingly fraught with violence and murder that it creates too much cognitive dissonance to even think about the “other’s” point of view. Those who are unsure of their place in “white America” seem to think that spitting out unbridled vile helps cement their identification. Here I think of Bobby Jindal’s many recent odious smears.

        If my hypothesis holds any weight, then it seems that those entrenched in power (the superintendent of Milton district) and those insecure in their place in the dominant group (Jindal) would be the least amenable to your approach of reasoned invitation to dialogue. After all, they are invested with accepting the underlying principles of the dominant group’s power, and the more buried those principles are, the more “venerable” to those so interested. If I am right, then the reasoned approach to dialogue (as I call your suggestion, as opposed to, say, civil disobedience or political organization) would work best with those less invested in power and therefore takes much longer because it requires change of mind to be spread from the bottom up (so to speak without disparagement) in opposition to those who hold the reins of power, whose interest is to avoid any but especially change to things that are deeply buried within the psyche of the dominant culture.

        Is that your experience?

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        • Thank you for your thoughtful analysis, DK. Honestly, after attending a local school board meeting, I really didn’t think this community would be capable of reasonable thought on this issue. Their attachment to a symbol of belonging to “their tribe” (The Redmen) was too deeply emotional. It took their children and grandchildren ten years to overrule them.

          But I learned a very valuable lesson. I chose to model the respect I was asking others to show Native people in the way I dealt with them. I didn’t make fun of them or belittle them or shame them even though they did that to me and more – one against the many. I attempted to reason with them as equals. When that didn’t work, I took the issue to other levels through the media, legislature, and tribal networks. The town became a symbol of unreasonable, backward racists through their own actions and by doing so, actually encouraged other towns to be more reasonable.

          But I do agree with you about the sense of “not really belonging here” that many non-Native people carry – all too often it’s deep and hidden from their own awareness. School mascots and team sports give them a sense of connection to a tribe. Any attempt to take that away from them will result in a fierce battle. Sad, really, when you think about it.

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  2. I think the first post of yours that I read was about the mascot. I’m glad to hear it changed, though 10 years is a shamefully long time. I worry for the world too, Carol, and the terrible divisions that devalue all life. I feel the time coming too and sadly don’t believe mankind will make sufficient effort to avoid a cataclysm. Each of us can only do our part, so that when the time comes there is still kindness, compassion, and hope.

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  3. We have arrived at the brink as a common species. Hopefully our species will choose the spiritual path and disaster for the generations will be averted.

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  4. This is such a good read. I like that code. Very honourable.

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  5. Carol, once again there is a lot to chew on here on several levels! For the moment, here’s something I just now came across (“coincidence”?) 🙂 You likely have seen this, but I thought this to be an encouraging development, hot on the heels of your post: http://lastrealindians.com/natives-turn-local-deadliest-enemies-into-change-agents-by-gabriel-galanda/ 🙂

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  6. desilef says:

    Thank you so much for sharing the Midewiwin Code. Profound and helpful – if all could only live by it.

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  7. I hope your courage and sacrifice in “walking the talk” serves as an inspiration to new generations of young people confronting European privilege. Sometimes people need a living breathing role model to realize what they must do.

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  8. desilef says:

    Just read this short story by a Cree author drawing on his own family history of the awful residential schools, these in Canada. Thought you might be interested. http://numerocinqmagazine.com/2015/10/09/hail-mary-full-of-grace-fiction-darrel-j-mcleod/

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    • Thank you so much for sharing this Diane. I can’t wait to read the whole story after reading the opening prayer and first paragraph. Humor and heart-break, the foundation for resilience when there are no other choices. And please always feel free to share resources.

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  9. Wow, what an interesting and informative post. Thanks for sharing about your culture and its beliefs. You definitely have a gift for words and for compassion and for understanding and for patience in putting up with intolerance. I’m so glad the mascot was changed. Keep writing and making people aware. I always enjoy reading your posts and learn something new almost every time. Hugs, N 🙂 ❤

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    • I am so grateful for your kind and thoughtful comments, Natalie. I felt compelled to share the path of life and prophesy with the hope that it might help someone in these dark times. Thank you for your continuing kindness and support. ❤

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  10. I think I told you in another comment about meeting another woman who was raising this same battle against logos, but I think she was from Michigan. She spoke at a conference in Des Moines and had a video. It is sad how long some people still can hold onto their own stereotyped and racial beliefs as if that’s reality. But, on another note, is the continuing synchronicity between you and I. Last night, I was talking with a travel nurse working at the clinic for just a few weeks. We had a delightful evening discussing topics from religion to our lives. She’s a white woman whose a devout Christian but we were able to click on our commonalities. And that is what’s important.

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    • I always appreciate hearing about your experiences, Skywalker. I agree that it’s sad when people hang onto their deeply held prejudices, but as you point out, there are also moments when people can also reach out across divides to find shared sisterhood and humanity.

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  11. M E Cheshier says:

    What an amazing post. It so baffles me that people can be so set ans stuck in their ways and won’t step out of their box. I live in a town similar to the same sort of attitude. Regardless of how wrong something is, people just will not stand up for what is right and would rather ridicule and cause havoc because you said or did something.. It makes my heart glad to see others like yourself, standing up for what is true and right.

    Many Blessings on your journey

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  12. I really like that the Midewiwin Code states its code of ethics in an affirmative manner, instead of “Thou shall not…” It invokes cooperation by invitation. It reminds me of what we know now about affirmations/visualizations – they need to occur in the affirmative rather than focus on what we don’t want (still focusing on that very same unwanted behavior).

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    • Thank you for sharing such important insights, Annette. It does make sense to work toward affirmative visions of what could be. The Midewiwin Code frames the world and life in such a different way – valuing truth, peace, wisdom, love, and all as our relations.

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  14. usfman says:

    Your style of writing is the main reason why I now follow your blog regularly on email. Although I read you succeeded in the competitive world of publish crazy academia as I did , your perspectives have a human touch that I like very much.

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