I live and write on Lingít Aaní, and gratefully acknowledge the past, present and future caretakers of this beautiful place, the Jilkaat Kwaan and Jilkoot Kwaan.

 

First, there is no baby for Eliza yet, and that’s kind of nice, as I got to spend all day Friday with my teaching daughters at Juneau’s Gastineau Community School. (And even rode the bus on a first grade field trip to the DIPAC salmon hatchery.) JJ teaches First Grade and Eliza’s last day in Third Grade before maternity leave was Friday- (The baby is officially due today, apparently,  though I thought it was Thursday, but these dates are a kind of moveable feast anyway–.)You’d think it would be Eliza who would be hormonal, but when all the little children and their teachers and school staff and even some parents and grandparents, gathered to begin the day in the open area and sang a whole bunch of songs, ending with Pete Seeger’s version of “We Shall Overcome”, I cried. I love, love, love it that at my daughters’ school– at any school– the children sing this song loudly and know it by heart:
 
We shall overcome, we shall overcome
We shall overcome someday
Darling here in my heart, yeah I do believe
We shall overcome someday
Well we’ll walk hand in hand, we’ll walk hand in hand
We’ll walk hand in hand someday
Darling here in my heart, yeah I do believe
We’ll walk hand in hand someday
Well we shall live in peace, we shall live in peace
We shall live in peace someday
Darling here in my heart, yeah I do believe
We shall live in peace someday
Well we are not afraid, we are not afraid
We shall overcome someday
Yeah here in my heart, I do believe
We shall overcome someday
Hey we shall overcome, we shall overcome
We shall overcome someday
Darling here in my heart, I do believe
We shall overcome someday
We shall overcome someday