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Bobby Mercier taking respect to Maori ceremonies in New Zealand
By Ron Karten
Smoke Signals staff writer

When Tribal member and Language and Cultural Specialist Bobby Mercier travels to the north island of New Zealand on Feb. 1, he will renew Grand Ronde relations with the Māori Tribe started almost five years ago.

http://www.thecommunityfund.com/uploadedImages/smcf/News_and_Press/news_pics/Bobby Mercier going to NZ.jpgAs ambassador of the Grand Ronde Tribe, Mercier will join two others from the Suquamish Tribe in Washington state. On his back, Mercier will carry the responsibility of a nation everywhere he goes, showing with respect what it means to be a member of the Grand Ronde Tribe.

Last summer, when Māori ambassadors Tamahou Temara and Francis Mamaku came to the United States to join in the Northwest nations’ Tribal Canoe Journey, Mercier said, “They had a real good effect on our kids – the way they carried themselves and treated everybody with respect. They’re a really respectful people.

“They pulled in our canoes every day. They shared in our culture. They showed our kids the men’s and women’s haka,” that Mercier described as “their performance, their dance, their rituals.

“They had a blast here. Everybody took them in.”

The reciprocal invitation to Mercier is also part of the aboriginal culture, he said, and he will play a role similar to the one that the Māoris played here during his visit.

“I’m going mainly to canoe with the guys and be a guest.” He’ll give talks. He’ll sing the traditional canoe songs. “I’ll be a witness to the events going on.”

The event will be held in the brisk waters of the Bay of Islands east of Auckland, New Zealand.

The Māori have not yet brought their big, traditional waka (canoes) to the Northwest, but while there, Mercier said, he looks forward to canoeing in some of their bigger canoes, including a 100-footer that holds as many as 100 people and hasn’t been out in the water for 70 years.

The canoes are large and heavy, Mercier said. They come from the ancient Kauri and Totara trees, prehistoric in age, with the last stands now owned by a Māori carver.

On his trip, Mercier says he will take journeys similar to the Canoe Family journeys that last summer brought together dozens of Northwest Tribes and Canadian First Nations. The journeys may not be quite as long as the two weeks Northwest Tribes spend on the water, however.

“We’ll go around the bay, with all kinds of spiritual protocols,” Mercier said. There will be chants and dances in the canoes.

“Longhouses line the beach and there’s a lot of protocol on the beach. They say that the wakas get us here, but this (the cultural protocols) is who we are.”

Hundreds of tents line the beach. “They call it ‘tent city.’ They’re up at five in the morning and ready to go.”

“The plan is to keep the relationship (with Northwest Tribes) strong,” Mercier said. In the future, the Māoris hope to bring one of their canoes here, and keep it here for future visits.

The U.S. Embassy in New Zealand is funding the trip, and will help publicize the visit with photographs and special events.

Mercier said he expects to stay in tents by the longhouses for a week, and then visit a village out in the country to meet other Māori people.

He intends to take a laptop and write a blog during his visit.

Mercier anticipates that later this year, two more Māori delegates will visit Grand Ronde.

The Grand Ronde Tribe first made contact with the Māori Tribes of New Zealand in the fall of 2005, through the Māori Arts Council, Toi Māori Aotearoa. With the help of a $25,000 Spirit Mountain Community Fund grant, the Hallie Ford Museum of Art at Willamette University in Salem brought more than 100 Māori weavings, and the artists who made them, to town.

“It’s a really big responsibility,” Mercier said about being an ambassador.

And he is taking it seriously.

Photo by Michelle Alaimo

 

 

Posted by kluane baer at 02/02/2010 01:48:51 PM | 


a couple of poems I wrote after a trip north last summer

Reflections

Yesterday morning
the wind was still at the Neah Bay docks, 
boats mirrored in the calm water.
People name their boats,
each name, I’m sure,
having some story behind it
that would be of interest,
just as I’m certain
the kingfishers, bald eagles and great blue herons
along the shore 
must have generations of tales to tell,
an oral  history 
that includes the Makah tribe, 
which has lived along this coast for centuries.

Just reading the names is like reading chapter titles:
Day Break, Misty Dawn and Midnight Charger
Sea Wasp, King Fisher, Arctic Tern and Dolphin
Manatee, Mermaid, Sea Otter and Hunter
Rambler, Nestucca, Orbit and Seaswirl
Memory, Freeland, Resolute and Dreamer
Wanda Mae, Cookie Cutter, California Horizon

The eagle doesn’t speak when we drift by but
I think I saw the blue heron nod. 



Neah Bay

This trip to the land of the Makah
is sunshine and showers;
is the wind that comes up every afternoon
and fades at dusk;
tribal teens walking along the street,
soda cans in hand,
girls with dark hair neatly tied back,
boys in baggy pants, 
whose parents and tribe worry
and offer canoe races to those who remain in school
and remain drug free.
It is, in addition to these canoes of cedar, 
an espresso shop- The Cedar Plank;
the smell of ocean air and of fish at the docks,
where gulls squabble over fish heads, skin and entrails
tossed by the returning fishers;
rows of boats at the marina
a few new, most well used,
including a small barge, abandoned,
blackberries and fireweed growing on the deck.
It is trawlers with heavy metal plates 
for dragging the ocean floor,
destroying life-giving corral while harvesting;
long-necked commorants on guano-painted rocks
and grebes diving only to reappear 20 feet away;
bright-billed puffins riding the swells and
sea lions like fat, brown sausages
basking on the rocks. 
I  hear their barking at night in camp when the air is still.
It is orcas and  gray whales, heads decorated with barnacles, 
and dolphins playing around beneath the boat. 
It is the land of the Makah.
Posted by: Susanne Twight-Alexander ( Email: | Visit ) at 2/9/2010 3:21 PM


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