January 30, 2006

Dusty

I am the first student ever to check out the library book I checked out a half-hour ago...and the first person to take the book out of the library since at least May 1, 1977.

It's very exciting, having in my hands such rare knowledge.

Unfortunately, it looks pretty damn boring. Transcripts of government hearings about a fairly obscure American Indian tribe. Why couldn't *I* get a tribe like the Blackfoot (a bit of my ancestry) or the Cherokee or something that more than a couple hundred people have ever heard about? Stupid other people in my class, with their well-documented tribes, who could choose from a wider variety of books. There is only *one* book about *my* tribe. Which makes me special, because we're supposed to read *two* books about our tribes, and my second "book" will be all the government documents about the tribe and their appeal for federal recognition, etc. Yay, microfiche. But at least I got brownie points from my professor for being "flexible".

And it'll be a good learning experience, blah blah blah.

Posted by Jenelle at January 30, 2006 11:04 PM | TrackBack
Comments

What's the tribe?

Posted by: Paul at January 31, 2006 05:45 AM

I'd tell you, but I'd prefer not to have it show up on search engines.

Posted by: Jenelle at January 31, 2006 01:25 PM

"Flexible", huh? I guess a girl's gotta do what a girl's gotta do.

Posted by: shank at January 31, 2006 01:59 PM

As a child I had recurring dreams (until my teens) of me being a native american. I know for a fact that I have no indian blood, but those dreams were vivid and haunting. I can still picture the village. It was a Northestern tribe and I remember plenty of moose being around.

Ever since I then I've been reading about native americans. Not for nothing.

Posted by: Paul at February 1, 2006 06:40 AM