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Testing my foot and nerves

Wednesday, February 2, 2011

Never mind that Punxsutawney Phil didn’t see his shadow, (which means a short winter) the -19 degree overnight temps were COLD and we’re tiring of the white stuff already.

Today, I checked out our remodeling efforts in the Rooney & Speyer homes. They may even be finished before school lets out in May, so we’re well on track. The work has slowed down a little as we’ve had to pull workers off that project to handle snow removal around campus, but we know that’s going to regularly happen here in South Dakota during the winter. I saw Jon, our electrician working and asked what he was doing, “Outlets” he said. Outlets don’t sound to bad, but when you have over 200 to do, that’s a big time commitment!

Today for Catholic Schools Week the day was reserved for an appreciation day. Students baked cookies and other treats and placed them in different staff work areas with a note of thanks. The chocolate glazed popcorn the 7^th graders created was my favorite.

When I went to the Rec Center this evening to exercise, I ran into the Stevens and Matthias homes (6^th – 8^th grade girls) doing their enrichment activity. The staff created games and challenges based on the show “Minute to Win It”. The girls build ten story towers of cards, balanced dice on a tongue depressor and bounced pencils into cups. Silly games, but a nice break with lots of laughter. And as the two homes kept a running tally of points earned, it brought out the competitive juices in all the kids. What’s nice about odd games is that everyone had a chance to participate, and the students who aren’t known as athletes might have even greater success than the ball players.

I’ve been gradually stepping up my exercises, testing the foot and nerves. I don’t want to overdo it, but I want to keep pressing forward and try to do more.

I took up the students’ challenge

Tuesday, February 1, 2011

I stopped in at the Akta Lakota Museum & Culture Center to see how things were going there. We don’t get a whole lot of visitors in February – only one brave soul during yesterday’s snowstorm. We do get regular shoppers on our Akta Lakota online gift store, interested in artwork, books and information on Native American culture, so there are always orders to fill. But now is also a good time to do inventory and prepare ahead for summer busloads of tourists, and travelers who stop through to visit campus.

Today was Red, White and Blue day for Catholic Schools Week. I simply donned my 1970’s White Sox cap–which covered all three colors–and I didn’t have to change any of my usual black and white wardrobe. My sisters envy me because I sure don’t have to spend much time figuring out what to wear for the day.

Fr. Steve in the classroom with our Native American students. — Fr. Steve in the classroom with some of our American Indian youngsters.

While in Math class, I took up the students’ challenge and proved I can still add mixed fractions, as I explained each step to them as I did it. I heard some of the poetry the 6^th graders were working on. When I entered the 5^th grade room and found they were in their reading mode, I listened to a few impromptu book reviews as I went around the room to ask what each was reading. Our speech therapist celebrated a birthday, so I stopped by and sang, “Happy Birthday” to Angela, then observed her lesson for a while.

Our SEED book discussion group was down to four hearty souls who braved the cold. Yet discussion of the autobiography “Crow Dog” was lively. He is from Rosebud, and his take on historical events we remember like the development of the American Indian Movement, the 1973 Wounded Knee occupation and the takeover of BIA offices in DC were fascinating. He also describes a Lakota (Sioux) ceremony and ritual in an enlightening way.

A day of prayer and recollection

Friday, January 21, 2011

Today was a day of prayer and recollection.

I’ve been on the go a lot, and appreciated the chance to visit with my spiritual director and reflect on what’s been happening in life since we last met. While I face frustrations and bumps along the way, the past two months have been a good ride.

There are times of disturbance and discouragement when our Native American students or staff are having problems. But, those are countered by the times I can help others see with vision, and find reason to hope and move forward.

Afterwards, I took advantage of being away from phone calls and mail to immerse myself in spiritual reading and prayer. In the busy demands of an administrative position, I can’t afford to forget that it’s prayer that nourishes and keeps me going.

St. Joseph’s making way for 2010-2011 school year

During the school year, Sundays can be anything but a day of rest. However, today was very peaceful. I had plenty of time for reading and prayers.

Fr. Steve of St. Joseph's Indian School — Sunday, August 01, 2010

During the school year, Sundays can be anything but a day of rest. However, today was very peaceful. I had plenty of time for reading and prayers. Several phone calls came in from family and friends that lifted my spirits.

The only real work I did occurred when a donor arrived with a truck load of non-monetary goods; I was the only person he could find on campus. I helped him unload, and tomorrow Central Receiving will have their hands full once again.

I ventured out to the campus recreation center to see how much of a workout I could do. I increased my time and speed on the treadmill, and the soreness in the foot was more easily put out of mind with a closely fought baseball game on the TV. I’m not much of a weight person; but I worked on some upper body strengthening, since that part of me feels fine.

Tomorrow our new Child Service’s staff – 7 houseparents and 1 teacher – arrive and start their orientation. While the calendar still says we have much more summer left, tomorrow our summer at St. Joseph’s comes to an end.

This is the year we soar to new heights!

Ironically, I thought about my leg; I’d be happy to get back to my old heights. That will take slow and steady efforts.

Wednesday, July 28, 2010

Our Child Services Team (CST) gathered around the table for the first time in about a month to give each other updates about all that has been happening over the past month.

During the year we meet weekly, but less frequently during the summer months. Still a lot happens.

Mike, our Executive Director, put out a theme: “This is the year we soar to new heights!” Ironically, I thought about my leg; I’d be happy to get back to my old heights. That will take slow and steady efforts. But so will improving our programs to help the students thrive and grow.

Our principal, Kathleen, shared the highlights of a presentation she has prepared to help staff see the difference between a residential school and a day school. Because the students are here around the clock, we are their primary adult relationships during this time in their lives. When we can get the homes and school and counselors working together on the same page with integrated services, we have an opportunity to reach kids in a way that other schools cannot.

Our Admission’s committee met again and accepted more students; we are down to our last few openings. It’s hard to get the right balance of students for the homes. We have a shortage of 4th and 5th grade boys, but have to put many junior high girls on the waiting list. It can vary so much from year to year. We’ve prioritized children in each age group who we will accept if other students don’t come back, and the committee will meet throughout the year as needed whenever there are new openings.

We’re expanding to five high school homes this year. Although they will not all be completely filled, we have our biggest group of high school students projected at 48!

Preparing for our Lakota youth

Today was another office day. Besides meetings, visits and phone calls, there’s a big chunk of time as an administrator that is taken up with reading.

Tuesday, July 27, 2010

Today was another office day. Besides meetings, visits and phone calls, there’s a big chunk of time as an administrator taken up with reading.

Our high school staff sent me the student guidelines they’ve been working on to review. The guidelines cover topics such as:

study expectations,
student bill of rights,
curfews,
allowance and
drug and alcohol policy.

I only see four changes in the 40 page document; staff does a thorough job each year of reviewing our policies and updating and changing where necessary. I appreciate the efforts of our team who work with the guidelines and suggest improvements for our work here at St. Joseph’s.

The auditors have been in the office wrapping up the fiscal year, and our preliminary reports are in. Overall, we were blessed even during these hard economic times. We spent less than we budgeted, and received more than our expenses. That enables us to put money aside for a rainy day … and continue our renovations. Besides the bottom line, each number in a budget report can indicate areas that are on target or need looking at. I’m grateful staff here are conscientious about staying within their own budget.

For our continuing education, our Child Services Team is recommending we read the book No Such Thing as a Bad Kid by Charlie Appelstein. Some of our students come with tough issues to deal with in their lives. While most days it’s easier to love them; some days can be very trying. The author gives many practical suggestions about what to say and do when young people act out. If we can stop from overreacting, those events can lead to greater dialogue and get at the root of what might be troubling a child. We want to stop bad behaviors, while nurturing what the child needs in the long run.

“Big city” shopping

The hour drive each way was actually quite relaxing, and I listened to CD’s that friends had sent. I’m eclectic in my musical tastes and listened to church music, Columbian Cumbias and traditional Hawaiian songs.

Sunday, July 25, 2010

I like to shop local, but there are always a few things that I can’t get in Chamberlain, South Dakota. Every so often I take a trip to the “Big City” (in this case Mitchell, population 14,000) to stock up on supplies.

This was my first shopping spree since I had the surgery two months ago … so my list had grown. Pushing a shopping cart around the big box stores is not as much fun when your leg hurts, but after a couple of stops I managed to fill the cart with the things I needed.

In the evening, Lou – former student and parishioner – dropped by. He heard I was recovering and wanted to see how I was doing. After we chatted a while he said it had been many years since he’d been back, so we took a tour around campus. I learned many things from him, especially how the dorms were set up during the time before we had homes.

Kitchen conversations with Lakota (Sioux) friends

Charlotte’s neighbor Mary also joined us for conversation. Both pray with quality and consistency. I hope I can be as dedicated as these two women when I promise to pray for people.

Tuesday, July 13, 2010

I headed out, driving down the gravel roads along the Moreau River past Whitehorse. I had a great plan to phone folks along the way until I remembered that there are places so country that there is no cell phone service in the area and none of my calls went through. But it worked out fine anyway, as I focused my efforts on seeing some of the elders.

At 91 years-old, Charlotte is one of the matriarchs on the east end having raised a large family on their ranch. Many of the tribal members work on this part of the Indian reservation ranch, although it gets harder to make it financially each year without some outside income.

Many people work for the tribe or have a job in town, which requires daily drives of 80 to 100 miles. Charlotte remembers the horse and wagon days – having to make or grow most of what they needed … or go without.

Charlotte’s neighbor Mary also joined us for conversation around the kitchen table. I was humbled to learn both have been following my progress and praying for me; praying with quality and consistency. I hope I can be as dedicated as these two women when I promise to pray for people.

Louie is a widower, a World War II vet, and living independently, relying on himself to get around. His house was a beehive of folks coming and going as his family prepared to have the Sun Dance – Wiwanke Wachipi – on their land. Tree Day marks the first day of this special event. The prayer leaders selected a cottonwood to cut down and move with care by hand to the center of the dance grounds. I saw lots of relatives and friends coming and going, but also a little treasured one-on-one time before bidding Louie adieu.

I found Bunny home watching her grandchildren that I got to meet for the first time. Having been away quite a few years, I haven’t been a part of the births and baptisms as I once was. But when you sit at someone’s kitchen table, the passage of time evaporates and you get the chance to catch up with family and community happenings. I always learned the most about what is important to people around the kitchen table.

Tugie is 89. She’s lived on her land for over 60 years, and recently sold to neighbors. They told her she can live in the house for however long she wants and stop in daily to check on how she’s doing. Betty Anne was there as I pulled up, and it was so good getting to see her as well. Tugie still gets around pretty good on her own; hearty souls these folks are that work the land so many years.

Fr. Steve’s updates

Saturday, July 10, 2010

Today the town of Dupree (population 434) celebrated their centennial with a parade. Small town parades are an experience all in themselves. I wanted to get to main street early so I could get a good seat, but there was plenty of room because almost everyone in town was in the parade.

The town was founded on land donated by Fred Dupris, a French and Lakota trader whom the town was named after. He and Scotty Phillips are credited with saving the buffalo when they were almost hunted to extinction. One of the floats included many of his descendants who live in the area.

Another float had all the grandchildren of the Norwegian homesteaders who came to the area in 1910. There were antique tractors, powwow royalty riding in the back of pickups, and politicians positioning themselves for the November elections. All threw candy into the streets as children scrambled for the goodies.

I actually got to see the parade twice. Main street is only 5 blocks long, and the parade went south along the length of the town, then did a U-turn and came back north again.

Just a month ago a tornado went through the heart of town. The elderly manor was hit hard and residents had to be relocated to other area towns. Pioneer Hall – the community center – was damaged beyond repair and had to be bulldozed. In its place stands a large circus tent; the show and the centennial must go on.

It’s very indicative of life on these isolated prairie towns. People face great hardship with weather and life circumstances, but they find it within themselves to rebuild and keep going.

As I walked the sidewalks and stayed at the church for Saturday evening mass, the best part was seeing folks that I spent ten years of my life with. Some of those I remember as children are now parents. We recalled weddings and baptisms, sad funerals and times that made us laugh. So many of these folks have kept me in their prayers these past months and it was wonderful to be able to thank them in person and renew the ties of friendship.

Visitors and sunshine give new perspective

I’ve received so many prayers for my healing and recovery, and I am grateful for each one. The prayers and kind thoughts seem to be working as I continue to mend!

Thursday, July 8, 2010

Two visitors brightened my day!

Fr. Byron drove in from Milwaukee to check in on how I’m doing. He was my formation director and mentor during my college years and retreat director several times after. He hadn’t been to St. Joseph’s in 13 years, so I took some time to give him a tour to see what’s new since then.

For more than an hour, we walked the campus and met people who explained their role at St. Joseph’s. I learn something new and appreciate more each time I hear staff reflecting on their jobs.

But, I also realized at the end of our tour that was the most walking I’ve done in some time. With a good friend at my side, and a nice sunny day, I just didn’t feel so sore and tired in my leg!

Bishop Blase Cupich of Rapid City also stopped in to see how I’m doing, and he joined us for lunch. Recently, we heard he’ll be leaving Rapid City to oversee the Spokane, Washington diocese. I felt it was even nicer of him to take the time to see me given all the transition and wrapping up that he has to do in the next month.

At the end of his visit, we went to the chapel and each said a prayer for each other. I’ve received so many prayers for my healing and recovery, and I am grateful for each one. The prayers and kind thoughts seem to be working as I continue to mend!