Monday, January 4, 2021

Zoom Family Party for Christmas Day


December 25, 2020 

Screen Shot of the 2020 Xmas Zoom Party
December 25, 2020  4 pm PST
Catherine began thinking about an online festive occasion one week before Christmas, setting up parameters for the party: sending requests for trivia questions for a family game; suggesting wearing a holiday hat would be optional (no pressure).

No one replied to her party invitation – including me. 

The problem of nailing down an exact time in people’s holiday schedules seemed like a task that could not be overcome. 

The question “was there even going to be a holiday” was lingering in my mind. 

But when Catherine sent out another message with a time and date – calendar got filled. 

LtoR Betty, Richard's tattoo, Alice, Michael in a Santa hat
And people came to the party with different forms of hats: Catherine wearing a poinsettia, Catie with reindeer ears, David wearing a sock on his head, Rebecca with a Cowichan knitted winter hat – the pom pom having been eaten off by her dog, etc.

I came to the party with memories of the past that included the Stealing Present Game, a former happy event. Maybe the best of all Christmas events!

Catherine announced that as a poor substitution for that favourite tradition, we would be sharing, from youngest to oldest, a happy or unexpected, favourite memory from 2020 – stories for Grandmother, tossed out there for all to hear.

There was a chance there might also be an airing of grievances at the end of the party for anyone who had some Scrooge-angst.

And so the sharing began, Betty showing us her new foxy stuffed toy, Alice bringing to the camera a large ball on which her body can balance, and Michael with an event that has taken him 1/5th of his life. 

LtoR: Catie, Hebe and the American doll
in matching outfits
For 2 of the 9 years of his life, he has been saving to buy a Switch and now he had enough money to make the purchase.

Hebe showed us a new matching outfit – one for her and one for her American doll, both with a red bow at the waist and sequins on the skirt of a soft pink outfit. And Hebe and the doll also got matching Covid-19 masks.

Rhiannon said her favourite 2020 memory was being at the Shuswap, and specifically, it was the night she asked her cousin, David, to accompany her as they went hunting for slugs at 1 am. 

The talked about their joy at finding some slugs the next day, calling them ‘bad-assed slugs’. 

Four-year old Betty overheard their talk, converted what she heard to green-assed slugs, and that is the piece that really makes Rhiannon laugh – Betty’s colourful talk about the night the teens went collecting slugs.

David Camps-Johnson said his favourite memory of 2020 was when his cousin Rhiannon had asked him at midnight if he wanted to go for a walk to find some weed, which in reality was only a nature walk since what looked like marajuana due to its leaves turned out to be Sulfur Cinquefoil.

Finding out what a person thought was weed, only to find out they were wrong was a mistake also made by another person this past spring. Rebecca transferring some of the same plant all the way to Victoria and then seeing it die, the whole incident was only made more hurtful by the fact that it was not weed at all. 

LtoR: Arta wearing a gold bird,
Rebecca in Mae Sam's Cowichan hat
Catherine and Catie giving technical support
LtoR: Leo and Mary in Lethbridge

Glen should have instructed people on that point before all of that work was done.

Naomi said that spending time at the lake this year was important to her as well.

This year Meighan has spent a lot of time with her guitar, learning to play the song, “Since I Saw Vienna”. There is a chance she will record it for us and send it in a file, separate to this blog.

Ceilidh and Gavin went to the Kananaskis in 2020, enjoyed a horseback trail ride in those mountains, and saw a grizzly bear on the trail.

Duncan Carter-Johnson's high moment of the year was having an assignment due, working on it from 8 am to 11:30 pm and when he could see he needed help, calling for hands on deck – not in the sense of needing plagiarized words, but needing editors on the text and footnotes. For him, the high moment of the year was seeing how much support there is that can be rallied so late at night amongst his loved ones.

Xavier Brooks went to Writing on Stone, enjoyed what he understands to be, as a sacred Indigenous spot, and was amazed at the over 50,000 petroglyphs in the park.



Rebecca Rose said that a family vacation had been a highlight of the year (subtracting the fact that Thomas got hurt on that holiday); and on the lighter side, maybe her initial reading of Uncle Doral’s ‘Santa Bag’ poem was also a good part of the year.

Thomas said that though their family trip to the lake was cancelled due to Covid, he still holds loving past memories of playing board games there with loved ones, especially D&D during the summer.


Rebecca Jarvis
Catie, still remembering good times in the Czech Republic, mentioned those precious days of 2020.

Dalton said that taking a poetry class was one of the year’s highlights – even writing a poem for his dad. The title? Untitled. 

The family had a break while Doral did a performance for us, the reading of his ‘Santa’s Bag’ (1975) poem.

Thomas Jarvis
Then the Zoom call moved from cousin stories to the favourite moments of siblings and in-laws. 

 Richard began by saying that his family made an important shift this week. He reads his children to sleep. But now they have instituted Book Club in the evening, people reading on their own, only Betty needing help now.

Mary said that their two-year-move to Lethbridge has 
been a chance for them to connect with their Alberta relatives, though not the St. Albert crew. That visit will happen when Covid dies down. Mary wanted to add that she has been watching the Alberta birds in the air – even receiving bird fever binoculars for Christmas.

Leo’s lasting 2020 memory was a live concert, in a controlled environment, in a large church with lots of room, the only live music for him in 10 months.

Kelvin has been catching up on his reading. “Yay! Literature. Now I am a nerd,” he happily said.

Catherine said that orchestrating Arta’s surprise 80th Birthday Party online was a warm memory. Getting the Happy Birthday Song ready for that event still makes her laugh and she was glad to be able to do a reprise for Richard’s birthday, 4 days later.

Anita said that 2020 will stand out as the year they had a flood in their basement ruining Dalton’s room, requiring a sub-pump, a new floor and walls, and still under construction, the play room. On the positive side, Dalton got lights installed above his bed. And previous to the flood, she had a chance to enrol in a musical theatre course: a lot of fun, though it seems so far in the distant past that she can hardly remember the musicals she studied, nor the songs they learned.

Doral continued from the basement flood story, saying that he got to spend time with his father-in-law, Ron Treleaven. Ron came up every other weekend to help Doral with the basement project. On yet another positive note, Doral and Anita found time every Wednesday evening to continue gaming with their friends, but now on-line. And as well, the family had tickets to see “Rock of Ages” which only almost happened – cancelled because of Covid. But well planned on their part.

Bonnie said that her biggest surprise of the year came while was phoning Mary, getting both the sound of a dog singing/howling and of a Scooby-Do voice talking to her. She thought it was Leo pranking her. But in the end, it was Richard who had arrived from Calgary to take Naomi hunting. He had only just arrived in the house to pick up the phone. Richard did apologize for causing Bonnie that confusion, an apology she accepted.

Eric said he had enjoyed hearing Arta’s thoughts as she had joining them for an hour every Sunday morning, wondering why we didn’t do this sooner.
LtoR: Bonnie, David, Joaquim


Joaquim said that the year gave him the chance to enjoy the great indoors by learning two new languages, Italian and Japanese. He asked us which we thought was harder, and said that for him, now Japanese was just a distant memory.

Rebecca’s high point of the summer was making Daisy Ointment. She had contracted with Michael to pick a bucket full of daisies for her potion. Michael had subtracted to Kalina. This made Rebecca aware that the corporate model is well and alive. As well, Rebecca gets to use the ointment on Arta’s bruises – a chance to test out its efficacy.

Rebecca also enjoyed the trip to Terrace, BC with the Indigenous Law Unit to do some work with the Gitxsan community. During these months, the Gitxsan were in solidarity with the Wet’suwet’en. The hotel in Terrace was full with both complements of people, the Indigenous Law Research Unit and the ministers, and she was trying really hard to get a selfie with the ministers in the background.

Well, different fun for different people.
Santa Jaws
the reprise
Rebecca also got to go to the last concert on the Island before Dr. Bonnie Henry had to close down these events; Rebecca spent one last night dancing to the Jerry Cans, 249 tickets sold and one last night of dancing to the Jerry Cans, knowing the health order closed down all events over 250 people.

Steve told us about the Covid vaccine on the Island, about how at the end of November when Island Health knew Covid was coming, they had to find freezers that would keep the vaccine at temperature -75 C. And then Steve’s screen froze.

And now in the name of keeping the party going, there was not enough time for the airing of grievances,

Catherine moved on to run the trivia quiz which follows:

1. Which is grandmother’s favourite activity: a) shopping, b) rock picking, c) making cinnamon buns, d) blogging.
The answer: a)

2.Which was Grandfather Johnson’s favourite Christmas present: a) peanuts, b) cashews, c) mixed nuts, d) nuts
The answer: any of the above

3. What drink is also knows milk punch?
The answer: eggnog, though there is often some alcohol involved as well.

4. Which of the Christmas plants is a parasitic plant?
The answer: mistletoe

5. What is the first Christmas song broadcast from outer space?
The answer: Jingle Bells

6. Where was the original St. Nicholas born?
The answer: Turkey

7. What is the song that the Lucy and the Peanuts Gang sing at the end of their Christmas Special?
The answer: Hark the Herald Angels Sing

At the end of the party there was an overwhelming request to hear Doral read his poem “Santa’s Bag” again. 

The poem “Santa Jaws” was also in that first book of poetry given ‘to Kelvin Sr. by his children, one Christmas, long ago. Rebecca rose to the task of reading the poem, ‘Santa Jaws', and then reminded us that everyone in the house knew the song because it was on an old 45 record that had been played so many times that there was no one in the house who couldn’t know it.

Our Christmas Event ended with a request for Doral to perform his Spiderman poem, a spoken rendition quite close to the actual song. 

He first performed it when he was the master of ceremonies at Mary's wedding.

He had been announcing poems read by others, and then in a show of solidarity with other recitations said, “I, too, have a poem to share”. Twenty-three years later he hasn’t lost any of his pitch, pace or pause in that rendition.

And thus ended our 2020 Family Christmas Party.

Arta

prints in the snow

I gathered together my cross-country ski equipment, for today I planned to have my first ski of 2021. 

I had a few questions, but figured I would need to answer them by just getting out the door and going for it.

Site of putting on skiis.

Would I recall how to attach  skiis  to boots? 

Whew. 
Success.
First ski on. 

Whoa ..! 
Whoops.  

Note to self:  Put skiis on while neither facing up nor downhill. Easier to stay in one place.

Site of taking off skiis.

Would I recall how to duck walk, glide, snow plow, stop? 

Whoa! Crash. 

Whew. 

Note to self:  Great job remembering how to fall safely. Look up on YouTube how to get back up.


Would I be home before dark? 

Ski boot prints heading home.
Yes. 

Good choice to ski close to home.




Would I have fun?

Definitely. I'm so happy that I got outside in that clean BC air and got to see blue skies.

My ski site.
Would I over exert myself and then not want to ski again this year?

No. 

No aches and pains tonight.

In fact, I am ready for bigger challenge, and I will try skiing again this week.

Note to self:  Neighboring yards are probably the same difficulty level. You are ready for Larch Hills.
 

Sunday, January 3, 2021

Sonnet for Doral -

 Untitled


Side by side we watched Simpsons on the couch

And you told me fantastical stories

Of the knights who shout and the thieves who crouch

Nights filled with mythical allegories

 

As you watched me grow with eyes of wonder

I looked to the sky with sights set higher

Although in life I may sometimes blunder

You were there when situations turned dire

 

I have grown to find us now quite alike

From our puns to our jokes and love of games

The stories we read and the shows we like

I'm proud to share initials and last names

 

Together we watched the Lord of the Rings

And you inspired me to write wondrous things


             ~~~ Dalton Johnson

Saturday, January 2, 2021

The Cousins’ Talent Show

January 2, 2020

Yesterday, Anita Johnson hosted the Cousins’ January 1 Talent Show -- combined performances from everyone in the family who wanted to join in, not just cousins.

It was a reallygood party.  Just ask ANIMAL from the Muppets.




Earlier in the week, Catherine found her script from Dylan Thomas’s “A Child’s Christmas in Wales”, a script that was already marked up for performance, Rebecca and Bonnie being the other voices. They both protested saying they had never done such a gig with her. But she brought out the script as evidence – their names clearly marked as reading some of the voices of the children in the story.

All three of them agreed to tape a performance for the CVshow. Unfortunately, whomever was in charge of the technical assistance forgot to hit the record button. (That would have been Catherine!!!). Thus, the day of the show, they retaped, (Rebecca hit the recording button this time) wearing winter hats and having suitable props by their side.

Catie started the Friday show playing the piano, her music carefully laid out along the music shelf so that no one had to turn pages for her.

Her camera was set up so we could see her hands on the piano, and those of us who have read music this way (along the length of the piano shelf), followed her head, and then her face as she came to the end of the piece, where we could then see her eyes working their way down the lines, at the end, watching her face as she did a trill or played an interesting chord.

Then she turned and smiled at us.  A perfect performance.

Dalton read a sonnet (containing the idea that he and his dad share the same initials and the same sense of humour).  He wrote for Doral – the sonnet an assignment for a class, the finished product a gift for Father’s Day.

Many people sent in a recorded performance: Xavier with a performance of “City of Stars”.

Ceilidh showed a video of work she had done previously, and then finished with a live performance of “Hotel California”.

One of the positive parts of Zoom is that I can mute myself, and then sing along. She smiled when she heard people had done that.

Duncan has been painting Warhammer figures over the holidays and sent in pictures of groups of them as his talent – Meighan adding suitable music to the slides before the show began, so that was fun to see those figures in a talent performance since I have been enjoying sitting at the same holiday table and seeing him paint them.

Hebe has spent time styling the hair of the dolls in her American Girl collection.  As well, this holiday she wore the pièce de résistance: her first pink party frock with a ruffled skirt – one for her and one for her doll.

“This doll does not have braids, but the hair has been fishtailed,” she told us as the head of one was brought close to the camera. 

Catherine offered examples of her new art talent: enhanced images of people she loves.  Culturally modified images, she calls them.  Doral appeared as a child in the back of Santa’s Bag, a reference to a poem he wrote when he was a child.

Culturally modified image by Catherine Johnson
Doral as a child, in Santa's bag



















Santa's Bag
An original poem by Doral Johnson, aged 8


























Kelvin’s face was cut and pasted over an image of Animal (see above), the muppet drummer, with the poem “Willie Get’s the Neck” and the neck of a turkey clutched in his muppet first.  Doral read the poem in a child’s voice, with many laughing until their ribs ached. Now that was compelling performance art.

An image of wonder woman was another art piece –enhanced with Rebecca’s face and her black eye, a broken coffee mug, her small wallet still in her hand, an electric vehicle charging tower, multiple lengths of charger chord floating around the art work and an electric Kia in the bottom right hand corner.

Leo presented pre-taped performances of his group of drummers at the University of Lethbridge: two styles of drumming -- the Japanese style interesting with its large arm movements.

Both Rebecca and I remarked on the calming influence of the predictability and the surprise of drumming rhythm.

When the show was over, Richard sat at his piano and played chords from a new “easy to read” music book he had purchased, audience members shouting out which movie they thought the music came from. "Star Wars!" "No, Star Trek!"

Marcia played the first few chords of Debussy’s “Claire de Lune”, saying it had taken her a whole year to get that far and maybe she, too, should have bought the easy-to-play music. Marcia would not have known the nostalgia some of us felt, for Kelvin Sr was a two-piece wonder. Right into his eighties he could play “Claire de Lune” and “Bumble Boogie” from memory.

When the show was over Anita invited us to stay for an after-party.  Mary’s family had leave – they had virtual tickets to attend the new musical Ratatouille (also known as Ratatouille the TikTok Musical, Remmy The Ratatouille, or Ratatousical).


Many attendees  had chatted in the sidebar as the performances were going on.
Even then, we lingered longer until the hour when our host closed the show.
This is how Catherine felt about the show being over.  She wanted it to go on and on.



In the hours that  followed the show, I felt a profound sense of loss.

I tried to understand why, even talking about it on the phone with Bonnie.

Zoom events bring my loved ones near in such an intimate way.

Faces are close to the camera.

For their performances my eyes are on my loved ones.

The stage is completely theirs. The whole event was loving and respectful.

I was enjoying the performers, their talents, their bravery on their gigs, their own comments on their shows.

For me, in the hours afterward, all were gone,… but not forgotten.

Arta

Until next year....

Friday, January 1, 2021

How I became a feminist


... books on the bureau... 
Rebecca Rose Jarvis asked me some questions about sexism in the workplace. 

Then she asked me some broader questions: “Grandmother, how did you find your role as a woman in the world? And how do I find my role as a woman in the world? And what kind of books would you recommend I read?” 

I’ve been thinking about her questions now for about three weeks. Well, really more like three months. My head has been swirling with wonderful memories of the past. I am going to capture some of that journey in print for her.

The specific question of what kind of books I would you recommend, led me to my own book shelf at the cabin. In the past 10 years, I haven’t kept my finger as closely on the pulse of feminist theory as I once did so most of my books there are pretty old. There was a time when I took courses at the University, and when I did, I made sure they had a feminist component, or made sure that I brought a lens of feminist theory to the course.

Just so you will know, Rebecca, I went back to paid work when I was 50 so I had been out of the work force for over 25 years. I worked at the University Library as an administrative assistant. While working there, the benefit package made it possible to take 4 courses a year towards a degree program, and 4 continuing education courses. I tried to take the full complement courses, with the degree-based courses requiring a bit more work (since there was a pass/fail component to them). Over five years, I had the chance to take 20 courses, leading towards any degree.

I chose to work towards a second undergraduate degree, a Women’s Studies Degree.

“What kind of degree is that?” someone might ask. I would not have suggested this as a major for one of my daughters when they began University as it doesn’t appear, at first, to be a degree that might lead to a well-paying career. I don’t think that would be exactly true now, but there might still be a grain of truth there.
... books of recipes ...

At that time, I was on a different journey. I wasn’t thinking about employment. 

I was unsettled by questions about a woman’s place in the world. 

I had been unsettled for most of my life on this question. In the 1940’s and ‘50’s, I was trying to figure out why there were two sets of rules in the world, one for men, and one for women. 

During those Women's Studies courses, I came to see the value of feminist theory, and how it could help me understand what is going on in the gendered world. 

For me, feminism opened a lens for understanding many of the other toxic ‘isms’: ageism, sexism, racism, colonialism. I think now that a study of any of these leads to a place where they all intersect.

You asked me which books you should read. This is difficult question because the books that I love are in part loved because they were part of a larger experience with a professor and a class of other students. I love specific books because of the questions I learned to ask of the text in the company with my professors and my classmates. If I were to give you advice, I would say, learn to love your books. Enter into relationships with them. Treat books as though you are having a conversation with the author.

For my part, I underline sentences with a yellow marker. I pencil questions in the margin. I write about other books I might want to read. On the fly leaf of books, I put page numbers and quotes I want to remember. At the back of the book, on the endpaper, I keep track of the names of the characters, or the setting, or ideas I want to purse after finishing this book. Anything that won’t fit into the margins, into the front or back of the book it goes. That is what those papers are there for: someone to write on them.

I never think about selling my textbooks. The ones I love, I still carry with me take them with me. Indeed, my books are spread between three houses now: Calgary, at ther Shuswap, and here at Rebecca Johnson’s house. I believe they are mine for life.

Often, when I have a question about feminism, I know exactly how to find the answer in one of the books I have loved and kept. I might find myself irritated if someone has moved a book from a known place. I usually know exactly on which shelf to find a certain book (or, I am irritated because I know where the book is on a shelf at a different house).

When I read Rebecca’s books, here in Victoria, she tells me to treat them exactly as if they were my own, marking them up, and asking questions of the author, or maybe even writing in the margins about my admiration of a succinct paragraph or a thoughtful turn of phrase. I agree with her that this system works for me, for I like to read the comments of someone else in the margin, if they have preceded me to a book.

I know where books are on the shelves at home, at the cabin, at your Aunt Rebecca’s house, and at your house in Montreal. I also know where to find those books on the shelf at the University Library, and how to find the free articles and books on Google when I am in transit.

Since you asked me the specific question about what you should read, I returned to some of the old classics that sit on my bookshelf. I like my reader called “The Second Wave of Feminism” wherein the voices of 20 women are captured. I have a copy of Kate Millet’s “Flying.” She autographed it for me. Her name scrawls from the bottom of the page to the top of the page. I’d never seen an author take up the whole page before. She made me think about a new way to write my own name on paper, metaphorically.

Two Christmases ago you gave me a feminist book as a gift. I read the book and then left it with you, (too many books become too much weight on plane flights). I was hoping that it will be part of your lifetime library.

... books by and about women ...
I may be wrong. 

Was the author Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie. 

I noticed her book called “Half of a Yellow Sun” won the Orange Prize, for the best book in its 25 years of awarding honours to women. 

I’m not sure if that was the author whose work we were sharing. You will have to tell me. 

I did read that the Orange Prize sprang out of an incident where the nominees for the Giller Prize one year only listed men. That was a fact I didn’t know before.

When women are absent in our social interactions, as in where prizes are awarded, women should be alerted to the question, “why?”. The question “why?” was asked in the past by our foremothers, and it is still a good feminist question.

When you ask me “what books should I read, Grandmother?”, I think about my own journey through “The New Yorker” this year. Each issue books are reviewed, some by and about women, so I find no lack of new material to consider. 

... books to store house history...
The above journal sometimes highlights articles about the lives of women. 

I recently ran across an article about Vivian Gornick, an author I hadn’t read. 

I went to my local library and requested all of the books that she had written: “The Odd Woman and the City”, “The Situation and the Story”, “Fierce Attachments”, etc. 

I read all of the books written by her that my local library had. 

And I will probably visit the University of Calgary Library and see if they hold books that the public library doesn't have.

What a woman might want to read will depend somewhat upon the decade and circumstances of her life. 

If I were like you, and at University, I think I would be pursuing feminist writings around the topics of my regular courses.

That would be an interesting topic for me: to know what the topics are you are studying, and then I would probably join in in reading feminist critiques about those areas of study. 

I have the feeling you like anthropology among other subjects. 

Would that be true?

Arta

(to be continued)

Dear Rebecca Rose


Dear Rebecca Rose,

You asked Arta, my mother, your maternal grandmother, for book recommendations. I have been holding your request in my mind ever since. The request can be at the forefront of my mind for hours, and then the topic gets nudged into the background as the ordinary or extraordinary aspects of daily life interrupt.

Putting pen to paper, moving past paralysis, past fear of picking the wrong word, choosing the wrong tone, positing the wrong proposition is tied on this topic with the pernicious worry of not passing on the politics of the past.

I think what I am trying to say is ... "I am a feminist."

No, that doesn't sound quite right, at least not in a post structuralist sense. I'll try again:  "I am a Feminist."

Closer, but something still feels off. I'll try again. "I am a feminist activist who wishes she were currently working with a feminist collective."

Books I recommend? My mind goes blank. I will try instead authors I have read, read and loved.


bell hooks

Audre Lorde

Andrea Dworkin

Judith Butler

Alice Walker

Eve Ensler

Catherine McKinnon

Adrienne Rich

Mary Daly

Patricia Hill Collins

Laurel Thatcher Urich

Malala Yousafzai

Kate Millet

Monique Gray Smith

Rebecca Johnson

...



To be continued


Best Advice for 2021

... few of these rocks belong in the category of carriable ...
1. Advice from my brother, Glen Pilling: only carry rocks as heavy as the those you can carry in one hand.

2. Advice from Dr. Bonnie Henry, B.C.'s Chief Medical Officer: be kind, be calm, be safe.

3. Advice from the concept of post-structuralism: the truth of events is inextricably tied to to the language used to describe them.

Arta