Greetings and salutations to all of you delightful folks out there! Man, do I hate to have to start this post by apologizing, but the rate at which I'm producing posts lately is surely a little on the weak side of things (have you ever noticed that a lot of apologies are directly followed by lame excuses). I'll have to blame my unbelievably busy schedule for the blogging hiatus, but that busy schedule has finally wrapped itself up and it feels awesome to come out of it unscathed. I haven't been home on a weekend for seven weeks in a row, and my life has definitely been a little chaotic over this stretch of time. To stick with what's worked so far, I'm going to pick up right where I last left off, which would have been the night before I went to the Tanana Basketball Tournament (Feb.25).
I would have to describe the Tanana Tournament as one of the more hectic times during my 3rd quarter travel extravaganza. The day before we left I found out that three of my players weren't going to be making the trip (various reasons for that); this meant that all of the other players from the other villages would HAVE to get there in order for me to have five players (oh the joys of coaching a multi-village ball team). I arrived in Tanana with my one player that morning, and met up with two of the Huslia players at the gym. It was all coming together nicely and then I got the news that Ruby's flight didn't take off until 2:30 and our game was at three......yikes. Well, it came down to it and they had to delay the first game for us and my two Ruby boys got to come into the gym all Superman style and go from their winter gear straight to their jerseys (they acted like they didn't think the were cool too). We won the first game versus Nulato and then it was on to playing Minto later that evening. Minto proved to be a worthy adversary and ended up beating us by 25 or so. I was proud of how my boys played, but no subs and our second game of the day was just too much for them. The next day we played Tanana in the afternoon and again took a beating; they beat us by 28 points (keep this in mind for later in the post). We finished up the tourney playing Nulato again, and we beat them to finish up with a tournament record of 2-2. We didn't place, but my players received the Sportsmanship Trophy, and I was very pleased because they 100% deserved it. Now to the truly fun part of the weekend. On Saturday after the awards, the players elected to have a dance...and fortunately (or unfortunately) for them, there was one coach that was waaaaay more than willing to chaperon. My players had been giving me a hard time all weekend, and this was my chance for sweet revenge (little side note on myself, I generally don't feel embarrassment). The dance started out like any typical dance at the B-Ball tourneys..........no dancing; the first half hour was filled with the kids doing a lot of sitting on the bleachers and hoping that the dance idea would fade and the basketballs would come back out. Not going to happen on my watch, failure is not an option. Myself, and Mr. King (a totally cool teacher from Tanana) started walking along the bleachers and picking out the kids that we thought could dance. I saw a couple of guys that looked like they would have some moves and encouraged them to get out there and bust one.....no luck. Then I decided to do something that my players definitely wished I wouldn't have done.....started dancing. I started off with a little Jim Carrey tap dance from Dumb and Dumber and then just went into a few simple dance moves to demonstrate to the boys that it was easy as pie. Most of them had nothing to do with it, but after about twenty more minutes there were about 20 to 25 high schoolers actually dancing (VICTORY!!!). I couldn't have been happier that quite a few of the kids got out of there comfort zone and decided to just have a good time.
Here is a couple of pictures from the Tanana Tournament. This first one is my typical bed at the basketball tournaments. Next year I'm definitely getting something that more accommodating. By the way, in that plastic bag on the right side is a frozen fish. It was given to me by someone in Tanana to take back to someone in my village (bet all coaches can't say that).

This next one is just a view from in front of the Tanana School; it's right on the banks of the Yukon.

I got back from Tanana on Sunday (March 1st) and was absolutely feeling the effects of the long and sleepless weekend. I believe I napped for a good five hours or so, and then popped up to get ready for the Monday of school. A small side note here, I am still not back in my classroom. The carpet people came out last week and as it turns out, weren't able to do their work. Why you might ask??? Well, the heat went out in the building the night before and the carpet was basically one big frozen tootsie roll. They are supposed to be back tomorrow and it sounds like I will be back in my own classroom (it's euphoric to think about) when we get back from Spring Break. So Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday flew by last week because I was getting ready for the Regionals Basketball Tournament that took place in Fairbanks. We left on Thursday morning in a bit of a blizzard and arrived in town around noon.
WOH WOH WOH, getting ahead of myself here. I would like to take this time to address a problem that I slightly addressed in the last post. Coaching has allowed me a remarkable opportunity to spend time with "some" of my students and get to know them in an entirely different capacity. I fully intend to coach next year, but I've had a huge problem with my high school students back home while I've been traveling. At first I was somewhat angered by this, and then I started to realize what it really meant. Throughout the year my students and I have built a solid relationship and figured out how to co-exist happily while still pounding out the schoolwork. In some ways, because my students don't work as well when I'm not there, it's a very flattering compliment (I wish they could figure out a better way to flatter me); in other ways, it's upsetting that they don't perform to their abilities just because I'm not there to be the vigilant and high-expectation-having teacher that I've become. Either way I look at it, I need to figure out a way to solve the problem for next year, because I really dislike to hear negative reports from Nancy or my sub.
Moving on....so we arrived in Fairbanks for the Regional Basketball tournament on Thursday last week. My three boys and I got there and scored a ride to the district office from Branden, a lowly district office employee (hahahaha, totally joking there, but Branden would think that it's funny, too). From there I went and picked up our 15 passenger van that we would be cruising around in for the weekend. Let me tell you, driving a gigantic van with four people in it during a blizzard is really not a "fun" thing to do. We dropped by Freddies (Fred Meyer Grocery Store) to grab a quick bite and then it was on to the hotel to check in and get ready for our first game. That's when I got the news that I really didn't want to hear. The Ruby boys and Pete "The Finnish Warrior"/assistant coach were snowed in at Ruby and weren't going to be there for the first day of the tournament....ARGHHHHHHH. Despite the downer news, we needed to pull it together and play our first two games of the tourney with five players. We faced up against Nulato and beat them pretty badly for the first game of the tournament. Our second game was later that evening versus the #1 seed, Minto Lakers. Two of my guys fouled out in the third quarter, so if you're doing the math, that left us with three players for the entire fourth quarter. We ended up losing pretty badly, but I was damn impressed with my boys. They didn't quit when the odds were definitely stacked against them, and the two on the bench never stopped cheering their teammates on. Friday was awesome because we didn't have a game until 9:00 pm that night. The Finnish Warrior (I assure you that that IS his preferred nickname) and his two boys finally got into town around five o'clock and it was great to have two more players and another chaperon. After getting them settled in at the hotel, we started getting ready for our big rematch against Tanana (the team that stomped us by 28 the week before). I could tell my boys were getting amped up for the game, because I constantly reminded them that if they lost, their season would be over. The game was a defensive battle as both teams came out shooting pretty flat. Before we knew it, there was two minutes left in the third quarter and we were down by six. I called a time out and decided to rally the troops. Those are the moments that I really love about coaching; a perfect opportunity to get the group fired up for one cause, a satisfying victory. They went out there and captured a two point lead by the end of the quarter; there was no looking back after that point. We ended up beating Tanana by eight points, and in doing so, completed the upset of the tournament and by far our best game of the season. It was a feeling of pure joy to see the elation on my players' faces when the final buzzer went off (those looks continued well into the night). Awesome.......only way to describe it. We continued our tournament life and faced off against Fort Yukon the next morning. Unfortunately, we expended all we had the night before and Fort Yukon gave us a pretty good whippin'. My players played tough to the end despite the blowout that they were on the wrong side of.........and just like that, our season was over. As always, we didn't let the long faces last too long and we spent the rest of the night joking around and looking back on all the fun times we had. To sum up my first basketball coaching season, I would have to say that it was a mixture of happiness, frustration, confusion, and chaos, that culminated into a very joyous and satisfying experience...can't wait for next year.
I have another part of the last day of the tournament to talk about, but it will come to you briefly at the very end of this post. We got on the plane on Sunday morning and I was just exhausted (horrible weekend to spring ahead an hour, landed smack dab on the last night of chaperoning a basketball tournament.....errrrrrrr). Being so tired, I was looking forward to the flight so I could catch a nice hour of sleep in the air; I then learned a valuable lesson about chewing gum on the bush plane. I always throw in a piece of gum to help my ears pop and then keep enjoying it throughout the flight. Well, this time, I fell asleep with my head straight back and we ran into a little turbulence, it doesn't take a genius to figure out what happened next. I woke up with my piece of gum lodged right in my throat and squirmed around a little until it shot back up (luckily no one saw this, as I'm sure it looked sufficiently silly). Lesson learned, from now on, my gum is going behind my ear when I decide to take a little snoozy on the plane (okay, I'm not really going to save my gum behind my ear, but people used to do that.....crazy huh?). I got home and paid homage to the SADS gods with a solid, five hour nap. I woke up groggy and disoriented and definitely feeling like I just finished my seventh weekend of consecutive travel.
Yesterday and today were shortened by Parent/Teacher Conferences and I enjoyed some awesome conferences. Now that I'm getting to the end of the year, I'm really coming to terms with some of the spectacular progress that my students have made. It filled my heart with happiness to be able to tell their guardians about the educational milestones that I've got to watch them reach. One specific success this year has been one of my sophomore boys. At the beginning of the year, he was a struggling reader and somewhat of a constant problem in class. Over the course of the year, he has pulled a complete 180 and become a hard working and on task student. He also improved his reading so much that I get a little emotional when I think about it. I also learned that two of my high schoolers, whom I thought were moving soon, are actually not moving at all. This really pumped me up; one of them had a really bad problem with missing school in the years past. He is now up to about 80-90% attendance and doing awesome in class. To loose him at the end of this year, after watching pull such a remarkable turn-around, would have been disheartening for me; so I couldn't have been happier to find out that he, and his siblings, are staying in school at Allakaket. Simply put, these things are what make my career spectacular (I still can't believe that I'm almost done with the first year of my career).
Okay, finally to the end of the post. I hope ya'll are still with me, because that seemed like a lot of typing. Here's the last little part about the last day of Regionals. I always make deals with my players about what I have to do if they pull off an upset or do something really great. All year long I have made fun of the style of hats that they wear. I'm sure you've seen them, they're generally either white or black, with a extremely flat/straight bill. Not only do they leave that bill as flat as possible, but the hats are inherently cocked off to the side or sitting way up high on their heads. It's my ongoing joke to tell them that a hat bill is for keeping the sun out, and a flat bill is just not doing the job. Alright, back to the story; so if they upset Tanana on Friday night, then I had to go to the mall, purchase one of the hats that I so despise, and proceed to wear it all day on Saturday, even for coaching. Well, you already know that they pulled of the sweet upset, so here it is.

Peace and Love,
Nicholas
Post Script: I wanted to take this opportunity to say hi to a friend and fellow teacher that I've gotten to know up here. Katy, is an awesome teacher down near the Alaskan Peninsula (her ego is going to get even bigger now that I said she's awesome). I hope things are going well down there in the tropical south!
Also, since I'm going to be home this weekend, there's a great possibility that I'm going to put together a solid picture post on Friday. Check it out if you get the time.