Aniin, Waajiye, Boozhoo, Welcome
Ever wonder why Nanaboozhoo burned and then ate his own ass, crapped on a bunch of baby partridges, and created the ice age? ever wonder why Frogs decided there would be 5 moons of winter? Ever wonder if perhaps the history you have been told is just a fabrication? ever wonder about the truth about stories? And what about the post-apocalypse? how do we deal with that? How about humans? Ever wonder how they were invented theoretically (not biologically, but conceptually)? And Trauma? ever wonder what Trauma does? AND WHO DA FUCK IS NANABOOZHOO?
Ever wonder what the heck this has to do with you? All this you will find out whilst embarking on ridiculous interactive attempts to create a new cyber territory for the Anishinaabe Intergalactic Mentoring Station (The AIM Station)! Please find the syllabus for your class on the course link tab . |
If you registered for a class at Glendon, York University, you will have the website password in your syllabus or email or eclass thingy . Contact me if you don't have it.
Dr. Spawn (seen in the video above), is a Hairy Hairless Chinese Crested from Arkansas. Her research focuses on pillows and balls. She is an expert therapist and Autistic meltdown specialist. She provides services for anxiety, sensory overload, non-verbal modes of communication, and Autistic burnout at no charge and will also offer counselling/cuddling in exchange for cheap cat food (the cheaper the better).
Glendon IT help:
Many of our applications are available remotely on https://myapps.yorku.ca. To support courses requiring specialized software not available on MyApps, Glendon ITS and UIT are now making Glendon computer labs available remotely via the Remote Lab Access for Students service. A service description and instructions on how to use are available here: https://uit.yorku.ca/student-services/computer-labs/remote-lab-access-for-students/ This service allows students to connect to our lab computers remotely in order to use software not available via other means. These applications include Photoshop, Illustrator, Antidote, Sketchup, etc. Please note: -Students will need to connect to York’s VPN in order to connect to the computers. Instructions are provided in the link above. -Lab computers are available on a first come first served model. The labs cannot be reserved for a course. - Please check on MyApps first for your application before considering the Remote Lab Access for Student service. STI Glendon ITS [email protected] 416-487-6700 |
A little about ourselvesMaya Chacaby aka Odehamik, aka IndigenAutie, is Anishinaabe (Ojibwe) Autochtone from the Kaministiqua region. Her family comes from Red Rock First Nation. Maya has been a sessional at Glendon Campus for over ten years and has recently joined the sociology department full time. Maya is an Anishinaabe Survivance philosopher (yes survivance, not survival) and brings from her traditional territory a bundle of magical metaphor coins, a tough cloak of irony, heaps of her favourite food (Anishinaabe metaphysical conjecture), an instant pop-up escape from oblivion hatch, a pair of sweet shades against victimry, and a high quality set of nihility cancelling head phones. She is best known as a confluence of transmogrificating phantasmagoricals often seen in awkward social situations gnawing on a pile of juicy etymologies (her second favourite food).
Maya is a mare’s nest of impossibilities with at least 20 extra Autistic senses (synesthesia, alexithymia, stims, apraxia, non-interoceptive, non-proprioseptive, hyperlexia, atelophobia, dyspraxia, palilelia, echolalia, dyscalculia, munus exsecutivam, non-24 circadian rhythm, prosopagnosia, misophonia, non-object permanence, rejection sensitive, hyperacuisis, verbal/non-verbal), a proficient speaker of her language, Anishinaabemowin, a traditional ceremonial person, Two-Spirited, anti-colonial writer, a human-trafficking survivor, a former street kid, dyslexic, socially anxious, provincial policy analyst, researcher, community consultant on trauma, government consultant on boring technical tables, and (most importantly) a serious gamer. Altogether, Indigenous AND Autistic raised to be a Surrealistic Oppositional Creature of Obvious Liminality, SO COOL for short. TL;DR: SO COOL Click the button for your class. If you don't have the password but are taking the class, contact MEEEE MORE IT HELP
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Important Things to Understand Before Class |
Why Nanaboozhoo is so smart... |
Previous students: if you have taken a class with me before, you now graduate to helpers. If you had Clan responsibilities for the SOC class, they are now re-activated for this class. If you have taken a LIN class with me… i expect your vocabulary to expand tenfold this time around.
New Students:
If you were planning to take this class just to study “the Indigenous people” as a specimen or as an outside observer… i would strongly recommend you find a different class. This Indigenous professor will be studying you and how you immerse yourself in Anishinaabe philosophy, sociology, and through the language and teachings. You will not just be sitting back getting fed “facts” to memorize and regurgitate—we call those rabbit turds. I expect you to bring your own personal intersections as an inhabitant of Turtle Island (North America) for the purpose of rebuilding our inherited relationships and involve yourself in an inter-relational Sympoiesis of meaning making in multispecies multidimensional muddles. Because we are all stuck together now and we should probably learn how to relate. Rapprochement is uncomfortable..hard work, but with some humour and creativity, we can make it happen.
Disabled folks: you are warmly welcomed. I don’t need letters of accommodation. I will believe you. Your task is to find the best way to be in the class that works for you and once you figure that out, let me know and i will support you.
LGBTQTS* folks: You are welcomed and hoped for! Please Queer the class up as much as possible.
Native Students: If you know your Clan, let me know and I will do my best to make sure you have Clan responsibilities to fulfill. If you want additional support and debriefing the horrors of learning in a colonial institutions.. come hang out with me in office hours or book a time to chill on a wide variety of platforms: Zoom, Whats App, Ps4
Language Students: can we please avoid the word “dialect”… you get to use ANY words and ANY spelling you want in the language. I will not impose the default north western regional variations on you if you have another regional set of preferences. But I always felt shut down when Elders would say “that’s not my dialect” or “you’re saying it wrong” so I try to make this as welcoming a space for all kinds of community preferences without judgement. There is no such thing as linguistically pure Ojibwe dialects and that word has been used by western linguistics to divide and separate us. It is all one language with many regional variations..and heck.. even in-community variations. You can modify any bit of the language portion of class to suit your preferences and I will support you.
Black and Brown Students struggling in the Diaspora: I wrote a love poem for you:
A Love Poem cross-cut along the multicultural jugular
by maya chacaby
The Heirs of foreign anguish
Mother tongue
in noun-shackled english
familial bonds
scarred specimens
incised and drained
reveal
ambivalent spaces
a concealed weapon
the epochal threshold
punctured into historic past
dragging severed heads
and limp dicks
the Janus face beheading
a double casteration
the pinnacle of disfigurement
by violent Routes of imperial slavery
aborted from mother home
inserted into the bloody wounds on Turtle Island’s back
gaping holes
pierced open by the bones of dead Indians
crushed under Imperial boots,
and a thick layer of slaved black bodies
Your ancestors and mine decompose together,
resting under cement;
bulldozed into one discarded heap,
incised, desiccated by pipelines
and garbage dumps.
our ancestors strand together as filaments
keeping Turtle Island from breaking apart.
Accomplices
cross-cutting the multicultural jugular
garbled speech
bleeding out its nouns
a tidal wave that splatters
radical seeds of subjugated knowledge
weeding between cement cracks
along nomadic trails
Death of the specimen,
proliferation of its heirs
tidal waves and title waifs
Pirates and piracies
Savages and Demons
Raiding WhiteMans vessels of containment
________________________________________
Other things about me:
I swear… a lot.
I suck at ALL admin.
I only answer emails when I am not having an anxiety attack lol
I just started as a full time professor..BUT...i do other work in my own First Nations communities outside of Academentia. My people are my priority.
I am Two-Spirited, Grey-ace, and a Cis-fem.
I am neurodivergent--Autistic and disabled
I have a Service Dog, Spawn
I am Anishinaabe, Beaver Clan from up near Thunder Bay. If you would like my genealogy it is posted in full on my Facebook notepage
I am a serious gamer..like, I actually paused my game to be with you.
miiwe, that’s it!
weweni ishijiken (May the Force Be With You)
New Students:
If you were planning to take this class just to study “the Indigenous people” as a specimen or as an outside observer… i would strongly recommend you find a different class. This Indigenous professor will be studying you and how you immerse yourself in Anishinaabe philosophy, sociology, and through the language and teachings. You will not just be sitting back getting fed “facts” to memorize and regurgitate—we call those rabbit turds. I expect you to bring your own personal intersections as an inhabitant of Turtle Island (North America) for the purpose of rebuilding our inherited relationships and involve yourself in an inter-relational Sympoiesis of meaning making in multispecies multidimensional muddles. Because we are all stuck together now and we should probably learn how to relate. Rapprochement is uncomfortable..hard work, but with some humour and creativity, we can make it happen.
Disabled folks: you are warmly welcomed. I don’t need letters of accommodation. I will believe you. Your task is to find the best way to be in the class that works for you and once you figure that out, let me know and i will support you.
LGBTQTS* folks: You are welcomed and hoped for! Please Queer the class up as much as possible.
Native Students: If you know your Clan, let me know and I will do my best to make sure you have Clan responsibilities to fulfill. If you want additional support and debriefing the horrors of learning in a colonial institutions.. come hang out with me in office hours or book a time to chill on a wide variety of platforms: Zoom, Whats App, Ps4
Language Students: can we please avoid the word “dialect”… you get to use ANY words and ANY spelling you want in the language. I will not impose the default north western regional variations on you if you have another regional set of preferences. But I always felt shut down when Elders would say “that’s not my dialect” or “you’re saying it wrong” so I try to make this as welcoming a space for all kinds of community preferences without judgement. There is no such thing as linguistically pure Ojibwe dialects and that word has been used by western linguistics to divide and separate us. It is all one language with many regional variations..and heck.. even in-community variations. You can modify any bit of the language portion of class to suit your preferences and I will support you.
Black and Brown Students struggling in the Diaspora: I wrote a love poem for you:
A Love Poem cross-cut along the multicultural jugular
by maya chacaby
The Heirs of foreign anguish
Mother tongue
in noun-shackled english
familial bonds
scarred specimens
incised and drained
reveal
ambivalent spaces
a concealed weapon
the epochal threshold
punctured into historic past
dragging severed heads
and limp dicks
the Janus face beheading
a double casteration
the pinnacle of disfigurement
by violent Routes of imperial slavery
aborted from mother home
inserted into the bloody wounds on Turtle Island’s back
gaping holes
pierced open by the bones of dead Indians
crushed under Imperial boots,
and a thick layer of slaved black bodies
Your ancestors and mine decompose together,
resting under cement;
bulldozed into one discarded heap,
incised, desiccated by pipelines
and garbage dumps.
our ancestors strand together as filaments
keeping Turtle Island from breaking apart.
Accomplices
cross-cutting the multicultural jugular
garbled speech
bleeding out its nouns
a tidal wave that splatters
radical seeds of subjugated knowledge
weeding between cement cracks
along nomadic trails
Death of the specimen,
proliferation of its heirs
tidal waves and title waifs
Pirates and piracies
Savages and Demons
Raiding WhiteMans vessels of containment
________________________________________
Other things about me:
I swear… a lot.
I suck at ALL admin.
I only answer emails when I am not having an anxiety attack lol
I just started as a full time professor..BUT...i do other work in my own First Nations communities outside of Academentia. My people are my priority.
I am Two-Spirited, Grey-ace, and a Cis-fem.
I am neurodivergent--Autistic and disabled
I have a Service Dog, Spawn
I am Anishinaabe, Beaver Clan from up near Thunder Bay. If you would like my genealogy it is posted in full on my Facebook notepage
I am a serious gamer..like, I actually paused my game to be with you.
miiwe, that’s it!
weweni ishijiken (May the Force Be With You)