Thursday, February 16, 2012

Elizabeth Peratrovich Day

Hello readers,
     I am so excited that today is Elizabeth Peratrovich day. She is a hero of mine...I am a huge fan of this amazing woman.

Elizabeth Peratrovich was born July 4th, 1911 in PETERSBURG, ALASKA. It's funny that she was born on July 4th because of her tremendous efforts towards creating equal rights. Elizabeth Peratrovich was born into a world that taught her, because of her ethnicity, she was not worthy of the same things that "white" Americans were. Outside of restaurants and barber shops were signs that read "no dogs, no natives". She grew up strong and became vice president of the Alaska Native Sisterhood. Her husband, Roy Peratrovich, became grand president of the Alaska Native Brotherhood. ANB and ANS are civil rights organizations. Something I found extremely cool is that a member of my family Henrietta Newton spoke something at a meeting, in which Elizabeth Peratrovich was in attendance, that moved Peratrovich to speak on Civil Rights. Henrietta spoke of a horrible experience. She had made a hair appointment at a local beauty salon and that same day her husband, a Tlingit man and my relative, escorted her down the same street the salon was located on. The shop employees saw this couple strolling through town. The next day they refused her service saying "we do not cater to indian trade". Henrietta responded with the fact that she was 100% Swiss and would not take their perm if they gave it to her for free. This happened in Juneau, Alaska...Alaska's capital.

Because of the injustice to her people, Elizabeth felt the need to take action. There had been much movement in civil rights for Alaska. Finally the territorial senate had decided to meet and discuss a bill that would give Alaska civil rights to Native people. Sure enough, Elizabeth and Roy were in attendance. Sadly there were members of the senate who could not grasp the idea of Natives being equal members of the community.  Senator Tobler Scott spoke "'Mixed breeds are the source of trouble, it is they only who wish to associate with the whites. It would have been better had the Eskimos put up signs 'No whites allowed.' This issue is simply an effort to create political capital for some legislators. Certainly white women have done their part in keeping the races distinct, if white men had done as well there would be no racial feeling in Alaska."....let me tell you....WHITE WOMEN LOVE NATIVE MEN!....have you seen Twilight, those boys are fine. Don't kid yourself. But this isn't my argument, Elizabeth Peratrovich won this battle. Senator Frank Whaley spoke out against the bill "Far from being brought closer together, which will result from this bill," he said, " the races should be kept further apart. Who are these people, barely out of savagery, who want to associate with us whites with 5,000 years of recorded civilization behind us?" Today, my blood boils over that statement. Imagine Mrs. Peratrovich managing to sit calmly until she got her turn on to speak on behalf of ANS.  Whaley also stated he did not want to sit next to an Eskimo in the theater...because they smelled.

Roy Peratrovich was allowed to speak first for the ANB. He spoke eloquently about discrimination and how Fairbanks had managed to win the fight against discrimination. He made them understand that their decision was clear. They could not pretend to pity the Natives of Alaska and still vote to discriminate against them. "Only Indians can know how it feels to be discriminated against," Peratrovich said. "Either you are for discrimination or you are against it accordingly as you vote on this bill," he added. He stepped down.

Elizabeth rose from the gallery and asked to be heard. This where my mouth would get me in trouble. But Elizabeth, being the lady she was, spoke in a more motivating way.


"I would not have expected," Elizabeth said in a quiet steady voice, "that I, who am 
barely out of savagery, would have to remind gentlemen with five thousand years of recorded civilization behind them of our Bill or Rights. When my husband and I came to Juneau and sought a home in a nice neighborhood where our children could play happily with our neighbors' children, we found such a house and had arranged to lease it. When the owners learned that we were Indians, they said 'no.' Would we be compelled to live in the slums?" Her intelligence was obvious, her composure faultless. After giving a potent, neatly worded picture of discrimination against the Indians and other Native people, Mrs. Peratrovich said, "There are three kinds of persons who practice discrimination. First, the politician who wants to maintain an inferior minority group so that he can always promise them something. Second, the Mr. and Mrs. Jones who aren't quite sure of their social position and who are nice to you on one occasion and can't see you on others, depending on who they are with. Third, the great superman who believes in the superiority of the white race." Discrimination suffered by herself and her friends, President Peratrovich told the assembled body, "has forced the finest of our race to associate with white trash." There was an awesome silence in the packed hall, you could hear a pin drop.
Asked by Senator Shattuck if she thought the proposed bill would eliminate discrimination, Elizabeth Peratrovich queried in rebuttal, "Do your laws against larceny and even murder prevent those crimes? No law will eliminate crimes but at least you as legislators can assert to the world that you recognize the evil of the present situation and speak your intent to help us overcome discrimination."
When she finished, there was a wild burst of applause from the gallery and senate floor alike. There was tears, crying. Her plea could not have been more effective. Opposition that had appeared to speak with a strong voice was forced to a defensive whisper at the close of that senate hearing by a five foot five inch Tlingit woman. The Senate passed the bill 11 to 5 on February 8, 1945. A new era in Alaska's racial relations had begun.

Bold Text from http://www.alaskool.org/projects/native_gov/recollections/peratrovich/Elizabeth_1.htm

Every time I hear this story I get choked up. How incredible was this woman? so strong, intelligent, passionate. She did the work so we wouldn't have to. Elizabeth Peratrovich has made it possible for me to feel equal to any person based on race. I am a proud, educated, employed Tlingit woman. I could not guarantee that I would be the person I am today, if it weren't for her standing in front of those senators and telling them what was right. I will strive to be the kind of woman she would be proud of.




Wednesday, February 15, 2012

My Baby is a Ninja

Hello everyone,
   It's been a while since I've last posted and it's been kinda crazy.

Cheerleading update:
    We are competing at regionals. I lost one cheerleader through that decision, but we are ready to move on. The girls are hitting stunts that they were struggling with for weeks. I chalk it up to an attitude adjustment...and I am so proud of them.

Mommy (me) update:
I am still getting headaches, but not as debilitating. I have been feeling super tired and struggling to make it through the day. I also have been feeling dizzy. Last night I had vertigo pretty bad and couldn't walk on my own with out running into things...embarrassing. I went to the doctor today, thinking I had an ear infection. I have a sinus infection (which I get pretty often when I'm not pregnant) and a urinary tract infection (which I guess is fairly common when you're pregnant...it's my second one since I've been pregnant). I am going on "baby-safe" antibiotics and should be feeling better soon.

Baby update:
They pushed back my ultrasound to the week of my birthday (March 5th-March 9th). Just to put my at 20 weeks instead of 18. The baby has been having days of laziness and days of mad kicking.It is now the size of a sweet potato or 5.5" and weighs 5 oz. My uterus is now the size of a cantaloupe and up to my belly button. The baby can yawn, hear a little better (not well), and hiccup.

Valentines Day
Alex and I agreed on Saturday that we just give each other time for Valentines Day. He started work and is pretty busy. I am at cheerleading until 7 or so every night. So the best gift for each other is time. We ordered pizza and watched tv. It was great! When we went to bed the baby started kicking up a storm. Alex was rubbing my stomach; which has become a ritual from the morning sickness days. While his hand was resting on my stomach the baby started kicking right where his hand was at. I told him the baby didn't like his hand there. He got excited that the baby had seemed to respond to his hand on my stomach. I told him he could try to put a little pressure and see if he could feel it. We had tried this the week before and he was disappointed because the baby is so small he couldn't feel the kicks.  He tried it anyways. We both were really quite (like it would help the baby move). The baby kicked the most I've felt it kick in one place. I told Alex "it's kicking!". He looked at me with a frozen look on his face. Then he said "I felt it" "really" "I think so, it was just like dink (as he tapped my hand)" "yeah, that's what it feels like!" "that's amazing, let me see it again". He didn't feel it again, but he was really excited to have felt it at all. I went to sleep a little concerned that I had got him excited about a muscle twitch and not the baby. However, it seemed like too big of a coincidence.

Today at the doctor's office the baby kept running away from the doctor. She would find the heartbeat and then the baby would move and she'd have to search again. I laughed a bit and told her the baby liked to hide from the doppler. Finally the baby was still enough for her to get it's heartbeat. Then it kicked like crazy. "the baby is kicking the doppler" I laughed. She said "I know, I felt it bump it". "Really?" I asked. She said "yeah, you're going to have your hands full". I busted up "yeah, the baby is just like it's daddy. Neither of them can sit still." My day was made in that moment. I had confirmed that Alex probably had felt the baby kick. He had been waiting and waiting for it, and now it was here. He could feel more like a part of it. I will never forget the first time someone else felt my baby kick and the first time I believed it. :).....my baby is a ninja.