Showing posts with label Teacher Creativity Fellowship Program. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Teacher Creativity Fellowship Program. Show all posts

Saturday, June 8, 2013

Table of Contents

Below you'll find a chronological map for my blog.  Each post is also linked at the end to the next entry.  Feel free to follow my journey in order or jump around...read what you want, when you want.  :)



 Table of Contents for Yukon River Trip's Blog


THE DREAM

PREPARATIONS

THE DRIVE

THE YRT DAILY JOURNAL


This Table of Contents is not complete
& will evolve as the entries do.
This blog is a work-in-progress;
please return every once in a while to see what's new.


Monday, March 25, 2013

Congrats to the Noblesville Schools 2013 Lily Grant Recipients

Congratulations to Noblesville Schools' 
2013 Teacher Creativity Fellowship Grant Recipients:  
  Carol Land, Craig Helming, 
Darlene Patterson, & Greg Richards!


May each of you live your grant experiences to the fullest.
Pete Smith's full article appeared in the Noblesville's The Times
on March 20, 2013.

Did you notice the quote by yours truly appearing at the very top of the picture?

My 2011 Lily Grant Proposal
 
Click here if you are an Indiana teacher 
that would like to learn more about the Lily Endowment's 
Teacher Creativity Fellowship Grant.


Sunday, October 23, 2011

Monday, August 22, 2011

What's New with Yukon River Trip?

~Susan is working on other pieces of writing--memoirs, reflections, narratives, etc.


~Jake & Susan are working on gear reviews--both video & the written word.  Reviews will include (but are not limited to) NURPU River and Mountain Supply, Going Gear, & Point6.  

~On August 30th, Susan will be presenting to her Mary Kay unit; she will share about her YRT and the lessons she gained from her summer adventure.

~On September 20th, Susan will be presenting at the Teacher Creativity Fellowship Program Dinner.

Sunday, August 21, 2011

10 Things I Hate to Admit about My Yukon River Trip

Here's a collection of thoughts, actions, or whatnots that I would have been embarrassed to admit before I went on our Yukon River Trip.  But somehow, these tidbits seem like an important part of my adventure that I should share.

1.  As I was standing in an empty partaking lot in Whitehorse directly after our time on the Yukon River, I felt nature calling.  Before I realized what I was doing, I had already scoped out a bear-free bush to relieve myself….  Sorry I can't make this story any better; I only said I scoped it out; I didn't act upon my newly acquired natural instinct.  Instead, I excused myself and walked into the nearby McDonalds.

2. The Canadian & US Border Officers we encountered were all younger than us.

3.  While on our Yukon River Trip, I will admit that my survival instincts did surprise me.  More than once I caught myself selfishly eying the remaining filtered water or coveting a larger scoop out of the dinner pan.  

4.  We listened to Meat Loaf's Bat out of Hell album and sang at the top of our lungs…a few times.  (Hey, you try spending 14 days of your summer hauling an overloaded trailer while covering almost 7,000 miles; you'd be surprised what you resort to in order to stay awake and to divert insanity's scheme against you.

5.   Almost 2 weeks after returning home from our summer adventure, I was still sleeping in my clothes.  The Yukon nights got down to the low 40s (℉), and I was already wearing my warmest clothes when it was time to burrow into my sleeping bag.  Furthermore, changing required more exertion than just crawling into my cocoon of promised warmth; changing for bed just didn't seem important or necessary at the time.  I also slept along side bug carcasses--big ones, little ones…it just was not a priority to dispose of them before laying my weary head to rest for the night. The Yukon had a way of altering my priorities without ever really bringing them to my attention.

6.  I cried like a baby on the river…more than once. 

7.  I went 20 days without a full head-to-toe shower or bath.  Because the water temperature on the Yukon River was around 40 ℉, fully submersing myself in the chilly waters was not practical.  I got my nerve up twice to fully dunk my head for a good shampoo.  The water was cold and stabbed dull butter knives into any piece of flesh daring enough to linger longer than a brief moment or two.

8. I ate fallen food off the dirty cabin floor and deck of our boat--every precious calorie mattered!

9.   After our first week back home, I realized that I had only taken two showers:  one the morning we arrived home and one a few days later.   During that first week back on my way to the grocery store, one glance in the rearview mirror revealed that I had not put an ounce of makeup on nor had I made any attempt to tame the messy bun that was atop my head.  I had also neglected to put on deodorant (so unlike me!).

10.  During our Lake Laberge horror, I begged and screamed prayers up to God and thought He wasn't listening.

Thursday, July 28, 2011

Back Home Again in Indiana...

After driving through the night one last time, I am happy to announce that WE ARE FINALLY HOME!  

How strange it was to pull into our driveway early this morning (around 7:00 AM).  As we approached our neighborhood, excitement festered and oozed out of us.  We wanted nothing more than to be out of the Expedition and done with our week-long drive, but as we pulled into our beloved neighborhood, a surrealness blanketed me.  The houses that led the way to our home were not as I remembered.  They seemed...smaller and...closer together.  The expected and anticipated familiarity of home did not embrace me.  The previous five years of residency seemed a lifetime away, not just a mere five weeks.  

After unhooking the Sundowner, we decided that it would be best to unload the boat & Expedition before getting too comfortable.  But before unpacking, we first explored our home, and thanks to our most awesome neighbor Karis, our air had been turned on the previous day and our fridge stocked with a few necessities (which included a couple of pizzas from Papa Murphy's, bread & deli meat...).  How blessed we are to have such awesome neighbors!  It truly is good to be home.



Saturday, April 30, 2011

A Few Good Men & Women

Several friends & family members have dedicated hours of their time to help us get our boat ready for our Yukon River Trip.  We are so thankful for everyone's help & support in trip preparations.

Josh & Erin (Jake's brother & our sister-in-law) spent an early April day painting the boat with us.

 Josh chose the colors and taped out an awesome camo design for our boat.

Camo Designer Josh Nieten
        
             
Erin Painting the Pontoons


Susan Painting the Pontoons


A Side and Rear View


Jake Nailing Down a Front Board to Our Cabin


Erin and Susan's Inside Paint Job


The next day Jake & I did a bit more work and painting.



At the end of April and after the rains, our neighbors pitched in on a Saturday and helped us.  Carl and JR helped Jake with attaching the oar locks and mounting the pontoon motor.  Karis helped me finish out the interior paint job.

Adding More Wood to Anchor the Oar Locks


We found this giant oar lock


Jake Mounting the Motor with JR and Carl


Adjusting the Trolling Motor


The Mounted Motor

Thanks to all who have helped build our dream!


Click here to continue by reading "Hanging the Doors."




Saturday, April 2, 2011

My Call to the Wild: My Yukon River Trip Grant Proposal

Grant Info: “The Lilly Endowment believes that engaged teachers…help produce engaged students.” The Teacher Creativity Fellowship Program awarded 120 grants of $8000 each in 2011 to support creative projects of individual Indiana teachers…. Personal renewal & individual intellectual growth are the primary goals of this program. The expected direct or indirect benefits to the educator & to his or her students must be described in the project proposal. Substance, clarity, originality, creativity, imagination, & feasibility of the project are considered when choosing recipient.

Here's most of my 3-page grant proposal....


My Call to the Wild:
A Journey of Self-Discovery through Writing in the Land of the Midnight Sun

Summary:
The $8000 Teacher Creativity Award will help me fulfill my aspiration of floating the Yukon River 460 miles from Whitehorse to Dawson City in the Yukon Territory, Canada. By experiencing and writing about the river and surrounding areas, I will be able to rejuvenate myself as an individual and as a teacher.

Mrs. Nieten’s Teaching Experiences:
I graduated from Anderson University (’98), where I majored in Speech Communications & Theatre Education and minored in English Education. I began teaching English and theatre at Noblesville High School in 1999. In my twelve years of teaching, I have dedicated myself to the NHS community by taking tickets at sporting events, teaching the after-school SAT prep course, participating in fundraisers, mentoring new teachers, completing my master’s degree in curriculum and instruction, and teaching summer school for nine of those years to students who are repeating an English course in hopes of earning their required credits. I have also directed three plays and twelve musicals at NHS.

Rationale & Personal Renewal:
Since marrying my husband Jake in 1999, the majority of our breaks from my hectic teaching schedule have been used to pursue outdoor adventures, whether it be backpacking in the Rockies, whitewater rafting in Colorado, canoeing in the Ozarks, or kayaking with alligators in the Everglades. We recharge our passion for life and each other through outdoor activities. I return to school refreshed for what my life as a teacher demands.

Several inspirations motivated the conception of this unequivocal trip: author Jack London, the Gold Rush of 1898, my respect for the wilderness, and a quest of self-discovery. I’m drawn to the characters, plots, themes, and Yukon settings in so many of London’s tales. The Gold Rush intrigues me because it is one of the times in history where men were brave enough to gamble everything just for the possibility of creating a better life. In addition, my draw to and respect of the water and my desire for a chance at deeper self-discovery also allure me to the Yukon River.

Because this was envisioned prior to applying for this grant, I have much of what is needed for this trip, yet I still lack imperative items and necessary finances to see this invigorating voyage to fruition. We have already constructed a cabin that sleeps two with storage and a small living area on a pontoon boat. Through our extensive outdoor experiences, I have acquired much of the necessary gear and crucial skills to make a trip of this magnitude successful.

For more than ten months out of the year, NHS and its students claim my focus. During the school year I am busy with productions, meetings, planning, and grading student writing. I do not have the time, energy, or inspiration to take part in one of my joys in life. If I am afforded this opportunity, my focus will rest on the water that will take me into unfamiliar territory, provoking new inspiration so that I may once again enjoy one of my passions in life: writing.

Tuesday, March 29, 2011

The Birth of Our Dream Trip


     Pinpointing the conception of our 2011 summer adventure in the Yukon is not so easy.  Jake & I didn’t just sit down at our kitchen table one night and dream up this journey over a bottle of wine and a plate of aged Gouda.  It has been more of a gradual process that evolved over the years into what we now call our beloved Yukon River Trip.
     After three Ozark River Trips that first year, a 2½-week trip out to Colorado and Wyoming in the summer of 2001 made an impact on Jake & I and our desire to explore the vast wilderness.  We unknowingly dropped an anchor that summer in the Rocky Mountains, and Jake & I soon found ourselves tangled in its line, which continues to tug us toward outdoor ventures that promise a prize of awe and self-discovery.
     Upon returning from out West, Jake & I began a pursuit for more remote camping in Indiana.  Because we backpacked in Roosevelt National Forest out in Colorado, we immediately began to investigate Hoosier National Forest.  We found Charles C. Deam Wilderness Area in HNF to be much more off the beaten path than our previous campsites in the state parks.  Though the sights couldn’t rival the Rocky Mountain views, we were delighted to have found a new playground where we would spend countless weekends over the next decade.
     Coupled with our love for adventure in the wilderness is our fondness for Jack London’s tales.  Soon after we married, I bought Jake a collection of London’s short stories for Christmas.  Since then, intrigue slowly began to take root in our imaginations as we explored London’s Yukon, where so many of his stories are set.  In addition to being found in his stories, the Yukon River was also part of the actual route London took to the famous Klondike Gold Rush.
     Once the idea for the trip was born, several years passed before we were able to put a definite departure date on this dream trip.  There have been many challenges up until this point to make the trip a go.  We mostly owe this upcoming departure date to the Teacher Creativity Grant that I was awarded by the Lilly Endowment back in February of this year. 

Sunday, March 27, 2011

As Our Love Grew for Each Other, So Did Our Love for the Wilderness


      Jake & I met finals week my sophomore year in college (May ’96).  A friend of mine was interested in Jake’s older brother Josh and wanted me to leave our current gathering of friends in order to hang out with her at Josh’s house.  I was perfectly content to stay, but she coerced me by saying, “Josh’s younger brother is cute.”  I thought Okay.  Why not?   When I crossed the threshold of that college house on Ruddle Avenue just a few blocks from campus, my eyes immediately detected the cute guy on the couch, and I thought to myself That’s got to be the younger brother.  It was.   A night of darts, listening to music, dancing, playing guitar, and talking prompted Jake to ask for my number, and after waiting two days for a promised phone call, I was ecstatic to accept his invitation to hang out once again.  That was all it took.
     Within weeks of meeting, Jake & I went on our first camping trip along with Jake’s brother and a couple of friends.  That weekend at Indiana Dunes National Lakeshore marked the beginning of our countless outdoor adventures together.  We continued to camp with friends throughout and past our college years.   Shortly after our engagement, we put Jake’s childhood canvas tent with clunky metal poles to rest when we each put up half the money to buy our first joint purchase:  a tent.  That blue & green Coleman tent with the tarp bottom was worth every bit of the $50 we spent that afternoon in Galyan’s.
     Shortly after marrying in July of ‘99, we found ourselves camping 2-3 times a month during the spring, summer, and fall months.  We even dared a few winter trips when we felt the temperatures wouldn’t dip below freezing. Seeing as how I still have all of my fingers & toes, I guess our North Face 35 degree sleeping bags did their jobs, even when the mercury fell below 30 and I thought getting any colder was impossible.
     We enjoyed camping those first few years in state parks & forests but soon found ourselves yearning for something more remote.  Jake and a few of his college buddies found that something in a multi-day canoe trip on the Current River in Missouri’s Ozarks during the fall of 2000.  Captured by the beauty of the river and the experience of a multi-day trip, Jake insisted that I make the 8-hour road trip with him the next weekend for my fall break.  Not even four days after Jake’s return, I found myself stuffed in a loaded down Blue Ford Explorer with Jake, our dog Gretel, and another couple.  I felt as though a whole new path to outdoor excursions appeared when we pushed our canoe off the banks of civilization and floated into the foothills of the Missouri Ozarks.
     The Current River will never stop alluring Jake & I back to its shores.  Over the years the bald eagles, wild horses, caves, and solitude of the river enticed us to search for new adventures.  So, we did, and we’ve found ourselves backpacking in the Rockies & in the Smokies, kayaking with alligators in the Everglades, whitewater rafting in North Carolina & in Colorado, and camping in Virginia, Michigan’s UP, Wyoming, Kansas, North Carolina, and just about everywhere in between.  By continuing to dream up new outdoor expeditions, we will nurture our love for each other and for the wilderness.