SKY WOMAN LIVES IN ME

January 27, 2019

Dear Family, Friends and Everyone else reading this blog, Hello! I hope this finds all well. As I have mentioned in my other blogs, time waits for no one.  I look out the window and see we are in the middle of a sub zero temps and it’s about -7 degrees outside.

I wanted to share with you a photo of my grandson, Luke.  He was checking out a wigwam displayed indoors at the Sheboygan Historical Museum.

The next photo is of the Carlisle Indian School Farmhouse.  It is one of the original buildings still standing on what used to be the Carlisle Indian Industrial Boarding School Grounds. There is a website set up to share information on current efforts and information to keep this Farmhouse and ‘fix it up.’  Carlisle Indian School Descendants and all Visitors have no place to meet up, to greet each other, to share each others’ stories, except in the school’s cemetery. As a descendant myself, I feel it is fitting to honor all the children who attended Carlisle, their parents, relatives, tribes and everyone.  It is also where all can learn the true, hidden history of the government’s assimilation experiment to change indigenous children into the white culture, work as servants or menial jobs in this country. Here is the e-mail:  cisfarmhousecoalition@gmail.com for further information.  Here is the website to make a donation to fix up the Farmhouse:  https://www.gofundme.com/carlisle-indian-school-farmhouse&renovation.

During this winter I have met with a few book clubs in the Wisconsin area to discuss my book, Sky Woman Lives in Me.  I am honored to talk to these book clubs, share my story and answer any questions. I have learned that many, ‘many’ people do not know about our true history. They do not know about the government’s reason for setting up Indian Boarding Schools; why the government set up the reservations for indigenous people to live on; why my own Great grandmother, Elizabeth Hill Huff and her marriage to my Great grandfather, Nicolas Huff, wasn’t recognized as legal because their marriage was an Oneida Indigenous Marriage Ceremony. The government did not accept this type of marriage. I could go on and on and on. Here is a photo of the cover of my book, Sky Woman  Lives in Me and a brief summary of my story.

Kudos to Nathan Phillips for keeping his cool, keeping his dignity, beating his drum and singing his prayer song despite a young man blocking his path and being extremely disrespectful to an elder human being. Mr. Phillips could have been any nationality, but he is indigenous we know. I was brought up to respect all elders no matter what color or nationality they are.

Kudos to the University of Notre Dame for deciding to cover up murals of Christopher Columbus on the walls of a school building. The University announced this deliberately on Martin Luther King Day.  In the murals Columbus is portrayed as a pioneer and devout in Catholic Faith.  But, he was also a brutal leader and encouraged genocide of indigenous peoples.  He didn’t discover America!  He never set foot in North America! He named indigenous people Indians because he though he landed in the Indies.  His ships were not the Nina, Pinta and Santa Maria as we were taught in school. In 1892 students at the Carlisle Indian Industrial Boarding School participated in a 400th celebration of Columbus by marching in parades in New York City  and Chicago. The students marched behind a banner that read, “Into Civilization and Citizenship.”

Here is a photo of my grandson, Clyde. Clyde turned 6 months old this past January 3rd.  I was thrilled to see him in December.  His smile makes me smile!

Here is another photo I just wanted to share.  It is beautiful artwork! The 50 foot sculpture is called “Dignity” to honor Sioux Women.  I share it to also honor my grandmothers’,  Mildred Elm,  Sophia Huff, Lily Huff, Elizabeth Hill…for their strength and dignity in keeping their Oneida Heritage and Language.

My prayers have been answered! I thank the Creator, God. The government shutdown has ended temporarily.  I am grateful the 800,000 Federal Workers can go back to work and receive their paychecks so they can provide for their families and themselves.  I hope this country is never held hostage again for a wall! A new wall is never going to stop a tunnel!

Thank you for reading this blog. Please share if you can, I would appreciate it. Sincerely, Roberta Capasso, a proud member of the Oneida of Wisconsin. e8fc5202-96af-4de5-8612-a73bffd9badf-o (1)33548582_1540153861709123_rBook summary5e283252-0c89-475e-84f4-e491e898594e_1.eab80e03bad6ca4a2a5cd24654cfae6b49739254_10113012863908350_791633614491090944_o50661395_1195894307239222_8247333670797443072_n50330769_1980054305631025_7049815098394673152_n

Sky Woman Lives in Me

December 28, 2018

Dear Family and Friends and Everyone reading this blog,

I hope all had a wonderful Christmas.  Have a healthy, happy 2019!  I cannot believe how fast this past year has gone!  I was hoping to write a blog earlier but caught a virus and then a flu bug, (before the virus was gone)!  These two illnesses knocked me off my feet!   Well, I am better now, so here I share my continuing story with all of you.

My Grandson, Luke, was here for Christmas.  It is a blessing to be a grandmother.  This little fifteen month old boy was checking everything and anything out!  44055689_10156739719332094_4846699894355787776_n Here’s Luke at a farm checking out the billy goats!

I have done further research on Grace Thumbo, who was a servant at the turn of the century, along with my Great Grandmother Sophia Huff.  I have mentioned wanting to find descendants of Grace who many still alive and residing in Arizona. She had married a man named Max Pelchu in 1905. They had three sons. Much to my dismay,  all of her descendants have passed on. Tuberculosis was rampant during the early 1900’s. Her husband, Max, son Paul both passed of this terrible disease.  I am pretty sure Grace also succumbed to tuberculosis.  Her other two sons were raised by an Uncle, who also died from tuberculosis. Grace probably died around 1915 and was buried in an unmarked grave at the Arizona State Hospital. Sadly, a fire destroyed all records from this hospital, including information on the cemetery where Grace was buried. I have been able to give this information to the descendants of the Tomlinson Family of New Jersey, where Grace was a servant. The Tomlinson Family loved Grace!

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Above is a photo of the Carlisle Indian Industrial Boarding School Farmhouse.  Here is a website to go to for information on current efforts to keep the Farmhouse and fix it up. The goal is to have this Farmhouse as place for descendants of  the Carlisle Indian Boarding School Students and everyone, to meet up when visiting Carlisle. The only other place to meet up is at the cemetery.  For the indigenous children who were forced to attend Carlisle, I feel it is fitting to honor them with a renovated Farmhouse, where visitors can share stories and the true history of these children and their families. If you have any questions you can contact the Farmhouse Coalition. Their e-mail is https://www.gofundme.com/carlisle-indian-school-farmhouse&rcid=r01-154024865326-872a3e051ff74848&pc=ot_co_campmgmt_Louellyn White, PhD (Akwesasne Mohawk)CIIS Descendant,Carlisle Indian School Farmhouse Coalition Founder and SpokespersonEMAIL:  cisfarmhousecoalition@gmail.com

Well, a year ago in December, 2017, Barbara Smith passed away. She was 99 years old. She was instrumental in helping me research the Quaker Family where my great grandmother worked as a servant for ten years. Barbara Smith will always be in my heart. I am grateful to have met this wonderful lady. Here is a photo of Barbara and I. 17523210_1894531620818340_3511448913753211726_n
Here is a photo of my other grandson, Clyde.  Clyde was born in July.  He too, isc2358d52-f1f0-4324-9a45-4d877a06331e-o
a blessing from Our Creator!
I sincerely wish everyone a very Happy New Year!  May 2019 be a healthy, good year for all.  Hoyan, Oneida word for Happy New Year, is only days away. Oneidas celebrate the New Year by making donuts and other treats and going outdoors from house to house, yelling “Hoyan, Hoyan!” …giving the donuts and treats to children in the neighborhood. Grandma Millie told me she and her family traveled by sleigh or horse drawn wagon on New Year’s Day morning.  They all screamed “Hoyan”!  She said it was fun and she loved it. So, I say, “Hoyan, Hoyan to all of you!  Thank you for reading this blog. Please share this blog because I don’t know if Facebook is sharing this.  Sincerely, Roberta (Bobbie) Capasso, a proud member of the Oneida Indigenous Tribe of Wisconsin (formerly from New York State)

Sky Woman Lives in Me

November 21, 2018
Dear Family, Friends and Everyone reading this blog,
I am thrilled that this whole month of November is designated Native American Heritage/History Month! This is long overdue! The true history of indigenous tribes needs to be shared in this world.
I hope everyone has a nice Thanksgiving! When I was in grade school I was taught that Thanksgiving was a time, a holiday, to be grateful for the Indians who helped the Pilgrims. In honor of the Pilgrims having a good harvest in 1621, a feast of three days was held near Plymouth Rock in Massachusetts with both the Pilgrims and Wampanoag Indian Tribe. I remember making paper Pilgrim hats and paper Indian feathered headdresses. I celebrated how the Indians were so friendly and helped the English settlers in our country. This initial three day feast held in in the 1600’s was peaceful and friendly. I noticed the Pilgrims wore warm clothes, hats and shoes. The Indians didn’t wear much clothing and had feather headbands on their heads.  Not all Indians wore feathers I have learned. And feathers have much meaning to indigenous tribes.
Today, November, 2018 I have learned that generations of Americans have been taught a one-sided history in homes and schools. My generation was one of them. This one-sided history has been told from the perspective of the Euro-White colonists who came to Plymouth Rock in 1620.
Today, I have learned that the Pequot Indians were massacred years later by English Puritan colonists. These Puritans took the Indians land and celebrated for three whole days in “thanksgiving”, a feast. Each time a village of indigenous people were murdered, “conquered’ , the colonists celebrated with another thanksgiving feast! So, I do not celebrate Thanksgiving the way I was taught in school.
I celebrate Thanksgiving, giving thanks to Our Creator, God, that Indigenous People are still here. Richard Pratt, the first Supervisor of the Carlisle Indian Industrial Boarding School, motto was, “Kill the Indian, Save the Man!” Well, Pratt didn’t kill the Indian in my Great-Grandmother, Sophia Huff when she was forced to attend this school in July of 1891. She maintained her Oneida language and culture despite being kept away from her home on the Oneida Reservation for eleven years! And, Pratt hasn’t killed the Indian in me! He almost did through the government’s assimilation experiment to change us savage Indians, Euro-white. The government’s assimilation experiments have wrecked havoc on generations of indigenous tribes! The reservation system and boarding school ideas by our government were failures!
Grandma Millie told me that when Sophia worked as a servant for the Quaker family in New Jersey, turkey wasn’t cooked on Thanksgiving. The Quakers usually had goose!
I am thankful to have met many other indigenous people at the two conferences held in Carlisle, Pa this past October.  These conferences were held to commorate the closing of the first Indian Industrial Boarding School in this country, Carlisle.  Everyone shared their boarding school stories bravely.
As for this holiday of Thanksgiving, it was originated from the Native American philosophy of giving without expecting anything in return. The Wampanoag tribe not only provided the food for the initial three day feast with the Pilgrims, but also taught the Pilgrims agriculture, hunting, etc. After this first Thanksgiving in 1621, all other Thanksgivings were celebrations by the English Settlers for having massacred another village of indigenous people!
Many classic Thanksgiving dishes are inspired by what indigenous people ate way back when. In grade school I learned that the Wampanoag had never seen food that was served at the first Thanksgiving. OMG! All the food was provided by the Wampanoag!
I am thankful for the National Native American Healing Reconciliation Committee (NABS); Barb Landis and the Cumberland County Historical Society; and many other Native/non Native organizations who are helping share the true history of indigenous people here in our country. I am so grateful Grandma Millie at 104,  helped me with my book, Sky Woman Lives in Me. I am also grateful to Barbara Smith, Geoff Smith, Sandy and Ken Johnson and their sons, Honey Rosalez, Uncle Richard Elm and Uncle Gary Emerson and my other relatives who shared their stories, that helped me write my book. Well, below are four photos for you. The first photo shows me with Gerilyn Tolino, a Dine’ from the Navajo Reservation and descendant of Tom Tolino a Carlisle student. I was honored to meet her in October! The second photo is me holding my new born grandson, Clyde, in July. The third photo shows me on the floor, knee pads and all, playing with my first born grandson, Luke. This Thanksgiving I am grateful I can still crawling on the floor, playing with Luke!  May Our Creator, God, bless all of us this Thanksgiving! Please do share this blog! I don’t know if Facebook is sharing this. Sincerely, Roberta (Bobbie) Capasso, a proud member of the Oneida Indigenous tribe of Wisconsin.
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Gerilyn Tolino  and me at NABS Conference in Carlisle, PA, Oct. 2018
Grandma Bobbie holding Grandson Clyde, July, 2018

 

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Grandma Bobbie crawling on the floor with Grandson Luke!

SKY WOMAN LIVES IN ME

November 5, 2018

Dear Family, Friends and Everyone else reading my blog,

Hello! I hope all had a Happy Halloween.  The leaves are almost all down and we are supposed to get snow this weekend!

November is Native American Heritage/History Month.  As a member of the Oneida Indigenous Tribe of Wisconsin, I intend to honor this month by sharing my grandmothers’ stories (and mine) from my book, Sky Woman Lives in Me.  My book definitely explains why I am just now learning about my Oneida Culture and why I was never taught my own Oneida Language.  Realizing at around fifty years old that I was one of many indigenous people in our country colonized Euro-white. Why? I researched for fifteen years and then wrote my book. I wrote to share the real story, set the record straight and give people the true history of what happyed to indigenous tribes here in our country.  Here is a photo of the cover of my book.  It is available at 25% discount through lulu.com.  If you want to pay more money, buy it at Amazon, etc. 5e283252-0c89-475e-84f4-e491e898594e_1.eab80e03bad6ca4a2a5cd24654cfae6bBook summary

October seems to have flown by.  Time waits for on one! I was able to attend two conferences commemorating the 100th Anniversary of the closing of the nation’s first Indian Boarding School, Carlisle Indian Industrial Boarding School. I shared how my great-grandmother and her sister were forced to attend Carlisle to be assimilated into the Euro-White culture in 1891.  I had researched how Carlisle Indian School (set up in 1879 until 1918) was the first experiment by the government to assimilate Native Children into the Euro-white culture.  My Great Grandmother, Sophia Huff and her sister, Lily were part of this experiment.  I learned that most Indian Boarding Schools in this country were set up to assimilate Indians to the Euro-white culture.  Here it is the year 2018 and this assimilation experiment has caused pain and heartbreak to many indigenous people in our country.  So I was honored to talk at the National Native American Boarding School Healing Coalition Conference held this October in Carlisle, PA.  I met many other indigenous people, like me, who knew little about their indigenous culture. The conference was excellent! I sincerely thank NABS (National Native American Boarding School Healing Coalition), staff and Christine McCleave for having this long overdue conference.  Attendees heard indigenous people share their stories of what they or their descendants experienced as a result of the government’s boarding school assimilation experiment.  No wonder I never knew much about being Oneida.  My ancestors weren’t permitted to share their indigenous culture to their future generations, thus, I and many, many descendants have been colonized white.  This conference was very moving and emotional. Sharing our stories has given us the chance to work to heal our hearts!  We all need to share our stories to let the true history come out!  Most people have no clue about the government’s boarding school assimilation experiment which was to “Kill the Indian, Save the Man.”

The second conference, Carlisle Journey’s was held a few days later at the Cumberland County Historical Society in Carlisle, PA.  I sincerely thank Barb Landis for allowing me to share my Great-Grandmother Sophia Huff’s story as a student at Carlisle and her ten years as a servant for Quakers in New Jersey.  Her sister, Lily, was listed as a student at Carlisle. However, Lily only spent three days at the school and then was sent out to be a servant in the countryside for a non-white family.  This conference was also very emotional as indigenous people shared stories of their ancestors attending boarding schools to be assimilated into the white culture.  This conference taught me a lot and gave me the opportunity not only to share my book, but to meet other indigenous people in this country who also had stories like mine to share.

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The insert photo in the left hand corner is of my great-grandmother, Sophia Huff posing on the Carlisle School Grounds with the whole student body in March, 1892. She is also highlighted.
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This photo shows former students of Indian Boarding Schools who are survivors.

I have been to the grounds of the Carlisle Indian Industrial Boarding School three times now.  Most of the original school buildings are torn down, gone!  When visitors come to this area, they see a Army War College now on the grounds. To visit, one has to show an ID and check in with Army personnel first. Once on the grounds after being allowed on them, the very first thing every visitor will see is the Carlisle Indian School Cemetery.  Then you can walk the rest of the grounds, further down the road you will see a replica Bandstand, Hessian Guard House, Jim Thorpe Gymnasium, etc.  Another building is the original Carlisle School Farm House.  It is a goal of the Carlisle Farmhouse Coalition committee to gather donations in hope of renovating the School Farmhouse. This Farmhouse would be used for visitors, indigenous descendants and to meet and greet each other.  Right now, the only place to gather is at the cemetery.  To honor those children, who were mostly forced to attend Carlisle to be assimilated, restoring this Farm House to be a Heritage Center would be fitting and wonderful for everyone.  There is a Go Fund Me started on Facebook for this Carlisle Farmhouse renovation. What a tribute to those boarding school students to have a Farmhouse Heritage Centre!  The Farm House Coalition can be reached at   Cisfarmhousecoalition@gmail.com  Barb Landis and Lu White can also give you more information at this email address.  Below is a photo of the Carlisle Indian School Farmhouse.

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Lastly, my great grandmother wasn’t allowed to vote until the year 1924.  In her honor and for me, I will be voting November 6.  Sad that even today North Dakota is trying to suppress the Indian vote. Another state is trying to suppress the Puerto Rican vote!  Please, everyone, VOTE as it your life depended on it.  This country cannot continue to be run by the 1%! The other 99% of us have to go out and VOTE!  This is our country, not the 1%!

Thank you for reading this blog! Please share if you wish. I am going to watch the PBS Documentary,  DAWNLAND, that airs at 10pm eastern time, 9 pm central!  PBS is going to re-air this documentary at different times in country.  This documentary is an untold story of Native American Child Removal in the US through the nation’s first-ever government-endorsed truth and reconcilations commission.  Please watch this documentary if you can. Thank you!  Sincerely,  Roberta Capasso, Author of Sky Woman Lives in Me,  and a very proud member of the Oneida Indigenous Tribe of Wisconsin

SKY WOMAN LIVES IN ME

September 2, 2018

Dear Family and Friends and Everyone reading this blog, Happy September to all! I cannot believe how fast this summer went! I hope everyone has a nice Labor Day.
August 31st my first grandson, Luke, turned the big ONE! And tomorrow, September 3rd, my second grandson, Clyde turns
2 Months old! My husband, Chick, is feeling better and getting healthier each day! Again, I thank God, Our Creator.

A month later, here I am continuing to share my deceased Grandmothers’ and my story, Sky Woman Lives in Me. I do this to share the true history of indigenous tribes and to honor my Grandmothers’ and ancestors. Our history class never discussed the government’s experiment of assimilating indigenous children into the white-Euro culture. Though my Great Grandmother, Sophia Huff survived this horrific assimilation experiment, I became colonized, knowing nothing about my Oneida Indigenous Tribe.

My first two photos are of Indian Summer Festival held in Milwaukee, Wisconsin’s Summer-fest Grounds this coming weekend, September 7th through the 9th, 2018. I will be selling my book, Sky Woman Lives in Me at discount to all festival attendees interested. Google Indian Summer Festival and you will find all the information on this event. Indian Summer Festival is the largest Indigenous Festival in this country.

The third photo is about the National Native American Boarding School Healing Coalition Conference being held in Carlisle, Pennsylvania October 2-3, 2018. This conference commemorates the 100th Anniversary of the closing of the first Indian Boarding School in this country, Carlisle Indian Industrial Boarding School. I will be sharing my grandmothers’ and my story with a TED talk about Sky Woman Lives in Me, at this event on October 3. Great Grandmother, Sophia, Grandma Millie and Great-great-grandmother Elizabeth will smiling down on me from Heaven as I share my Sky Woman Ancestry.
The fourth photo is about the Carlisle Indian School centennial celebration of the closing to the school. Carlisle Journeys: Places of Memory and the unfolding Stories from the Carlisle Indian School will be held October 6-7th. Again, I will be talking about my book, Sky Woman Lives in Me, to share what happened to my deceased Grandmothers and me!
Again, I have posted fifth photo of Grace Thumbo. She was a servant like my Great Grandmother, Sophia Huff. I am still looking for her descendants, whose last name would be either Pelchu or Pelcher. Grace married a Max Pelchu and her sons names were William, Herbert and Paul Pelchu (or Pelcher). She had lived in Camp McDowell (now called Fort McDowell) in Arizona and also lived in Phoenix. If anyone has any information on Grace Thumbo-Pelchu’s descendents, please contact me here at Sky Woman Lives in Me, on Facebook or on Word Press.
The last two photos are of my two grandsons, Luke and Clyde. I thank Our Creator for finally making me a Grandma! Thank you for reading this blog. Please share if you wish. Sincerely, Roberta Capasso, Author of Sky Woman Lives in Me and a proud member of the Oneida of Wisconsin.

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Sky Woman Lives in Me July 29, 2018

Dear Family and Friends and Everyone else reading this blog, Hello! I hope all are having a wonderful summer.  It has been over a month since I last blogged here.  I am trying to blog once a month, but sometimes circumstances prevent this from happening.  I have been busy taking care of my husband, Chick, who had his fourth surgery this year! He is getting better each day and I thank God, Our Creator for this.

I continue to tell my story, Sky Woman Lives in Me, to share the true history of what happened to indigenous tribes here in our country.  The government decided to experiment assimilating indigenous children into the white Euro culture, by taking these children away from their families to far away boarding schools during the turn of the century.  If my husband had not helped me to self-publish my story, this hidden history wouldn’t be told today. I am quite sure no popular publisher would have helped me get this hidden story out by publishing my book.  The subject matter is quite taboo.  Assimilation, boarding schools were and are a dark chapter in this nation’s history.  And, this abuse still goes on today, with immigrant children being taken away from their parents and locked up in cages! Abuse of indigenous people and other nationalities in this country still continues.  I sincerely thank my husband, Chick, for helping me share this true history that was never taught in school.

In October there will be two conferences held to commemorate the 100th Anniversary of the closing of the Carlisle Indian Industrial Boarding School in 1918. The National Native American Boarding School Healing Coalition (NABS) will be having a conference in Carlisle, Pennsylvania October 2-3.  The second conference called Carlisle’s Journey Symposium will be held October 6-7 also in Carlisle. I will be sharing my story at the symposium. No, I am not getting paid to share my story.  My payment is sharing my deceased grandmothers’ story because they cannot.  Yes, it hurts to share their story, but the pain is worth it to tell the truth, not the government’s  false historical version! I will do this until the day I die to honor my grandmothers’ and descendants who had to endure the governments assimilation experiments.  It is my sincere hope that my sharing will inspire other to share their stories.

To all of you reading this blog, I need your help.  In February of this year I blogged about my wanting to find any descendants of Grace Thumbo. Grace was a Mohave-Apache who attended Carlisle from 1899 until 1904.  I want to find her relatives who may still be living and share with them what happened to Grace when she was a servant in New Jersey for a Quaker Family for years. Grace had crossed paths with my great grandmother, Sophia Huff, who was also a servant for years to a Quaker Family. Grace’s brother came to New Jersey to bring her back to Arizona and California so she wouldn’t become assimilated! She and her brother (whose name I do not know) returned to Camp McDowell, which is now called Fort McDowell in Arizona.  She married a man named Max Pelchu (or Pelcher). She and Max had three sons, William, Herbert and Paul Pelchu (or Pelcher) . Eventually Grace moved to Phoenix, Arizona. I show a photo of Grace taken at the turn of the century.  Her Quaker Family, Tomlinson, wrote an inscription on the back of the photo.  Anyone with any information on contacting Grace’s descendants would be greatly appreciated.  My e-mail is  https://skywomanlivesinme.wordpress.com/   You can also reach me at  https://www.facebook.com/TurtleDescendent/   Scan_20160128 (4)

 

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Speaking of grandmothers…I became a grandmother for the second time this past July 3rd.  Here is Luke at 11 months and Clyde who was born July 3rd!  I am the lady in the pink shirt holding 1 day old Clyde!

Lastly, my book, Sky Woman Lives in Me, is discounted at 25% through Lulu Publishing. Thank you for reading this blog. Please share if you wish. Sincerely, Roberta Capasso, Author, Sky Woman Lives in Me, and a very proud member of the Oneida tribe of Wisconsin.

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June 19, 2018
Good Afternoon to all reading this blog! Here it is the middle of June, Summertime. I hope this finds everyone doing well. Hum…I had been typing this blog for hours, but accidentally deleted it. I am going to try this blog to you again.
Most everyone has heard about what is happening to immigrants trying to come into our country for a safe, peaceful new life. Here is it 2018 and immigrants are being arrested and their children being separated from them and held in cages! Our government is treating these immigrants and their children like criminals. When I think about it, 2018 may be a different year, but things haven’t changed since 1891 when the government forced my Great Grandmother, Sophia Huff-Powless and her sister, Lily, to attend the Carlisle Indian Industrial Boarding to become assimilated Euro-White. I show two photos of Sophia posing with a group of fellow Carlisle Indian Boarding School students in March of 1892. One of the photos is a head shot of Sophia to show you where she is standing in the group photo.
Today I heard an audio on the news of immigrant children crying for their parents as they are put into cages by our government. The government is separating the parents from their children. Terrible! I think back to Sophia and Lily being ‘forced’ to leave home and their parents to go to the Carlisle Indian Industrial Boarding School to become assimilated Euro-white. The government said this was good for Sophia and Lily and that they would become better citizens. Sophia and Lily and the twenty four other Indian children road a train to Carlisle, Pennsylvania for three days. Forced to leave their parents, these children sobbed and sobbed and sobbed. Listening to the immigrant children sobbing on the news audio was heartbreaking to hear as a parent and mother. The government is breaking the law. They are committing a criminal act removing these kids and arresting their parents! I feel the government needs to be put into cages, arrested for their cold, spineless treatment of the immigrants and their children. Oh, and I would also throw away the key!
The government is notorious for mistreating people of all nationalities. Africans were sold as slaves, their children taken from them and also sold to different slave owners! My husband’s family, Italians, were called “greasy Wops.” Irish immigrants were treated as subservient and less than. In the movie, The Rabbit Proof Fence, children in Australia were sent to internment camps to be trained to become servants. During WWII Japanese were put into internment camps here in this country.
It doesn’t matter what year this is or century, for that matter. Discrimination and racism is alive and well, I am sorry to say.
In my book, Sky Woman Lives in Me, I talk about how I was ashamed to be Oneida Indian. I pretended to be white so I could fit in. I came upon a photo of an indigenous woman who graduated from the Carlisle Indian Industrial Boarding School in 1915. Her name was Lillian Walker. The photo I show is of her with her face painted white. Lillian wanted her face painted white so she could be more white. Sometimes I wanted to paint my face white to fit in. Grandma Millie always wore her hair short to fit in, instead of having long hair, which was traditional in Oneida Culture.
I remember obtaining a book called Stiya, A Carlisle Indian Girl At Home. This book was a propaganda book, written by a racist lady who worked as a matron the Carlisle School. The book talks about how Stiya is allowed to go home to her Pueblo Reservation after spending five years attending Carlisle. Stiya returns home only to be shocked at how dirty her Pueblo Indian tribe is, as well as the reservation. This book was sent out to all graduates of Carlisle to remind them to stay assimilated and not become Indian anymore! This book was published and paid for by the government and U.S. Army in 1891. I show a photo of the cover of this book.
Please pray for all these immigrant children and their parents.
In October, 2018, there will be two conferences marking the centennial closing of the Carlisle Indian Industrial Boarding School in 1918. (1) The National Native American Boarding School Healing Coalition (NABS) is holding a conference Oct. 2-3 in Carlisle, PA. Google NABS and you should be able to find out more information on this conference. There is a cost to register. (2) Also On October 4th through October 7th, the Carlisle Journeys biennial conference will be held at the Cumberland County Historical Society and Dickinson College. This conference is free. Both of these conferences will have descendants of the Carlisle Boarding School and other Indian boarding schools, sharing their ancestors stories. Please consider sharing your ancestors stories so the public knows the true history of what happened to us Indigenous people. It hurt me to learn and write about my grandmothers in my book, Sky Woman Lives in. But, I would do this all over again, pain and all. Many people have no clue about the assimilation experiments by our government to indigenous tribes…to African Tribes, to Mexicans and many other ethnic groups. Thank you for reading my blog. Please share if you wish. Sincerely, Roberta Capasso, a proud member of the Oneida Indigenous Tribe of Wisconsin

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May 9, 2018

Hi to all reading this blog! It is a little over a month since I last wrote to you. Time flies and waits for no one or nothing! Three weeks ago there was a blizzard here in Wisconsin. Today, there is green grass growing, tulips and other flowers blooming and leaves are growing on the trees! Here’s a beautiful photo of Gladiola flowers Sophia Huff used to grow by herself. This was her favorite flower.

Well, the weather may be changing but what hasn’t changed is my book, Sky Woman Lives in Me. It is still available at 25% discount through Lulu Publishing. Here is a photo what the cover of my book looks like and a brief summary. I discounted my book because I didn’t write it for the money. I wrote it to share my grandmothers’ stories, since they are deceased and cannot. I have learned that I supposedly receive a $1 from Amazon for each of my books that Amazon sells. Amazon doesn’t discount my book 25%. I do through Lulu Publishing. To me, my story is priceless because it is history you weren’t taught in school! It shares with readers the true history of my Great Grandmother, Sophia Huff, of the Oneida Indigenous Tribe, and her relatives as they faced forced assimilation into the Euro-white culture by our U.S. Government in the 18 and 1900’s. I will share this story the rest of my life. My Oneida relatives were considered savages and needed to be assimilated Euro-white, forget their Oneida language and culture, and everything that was Indian in them. Assimilation was just a cheaper way, (instead of the Cavalry shooting Indians in war), for the government to solve what the government called ‘The Indian Problem’. Hum…what was the ‘Indian Problem’? The government really wanted the Indian’s lands and other resources. It is all about the land and still is today in the year 2018! My Great-great Grandmother, Elizabeth Hill- Huff-Denny’s parents (Antone and Esther) were forced, as children, to leave the State of New York to settle in Wisconsin. The New York Oneida Lands were given to white settlers to resettle on! Esther and Antone were relocated to the Oneida Reservation here in Wisconsin. Treaties were signed in 1821 and 1822 that specified an Oneida Reservation of millions of acres. However, these treaties were broken and the Oneida Reservation acreage dwindled to 65,400 acres. The government wants to take sacred land away from some parks in this country in this year 2018. Things haven’t changed!
Growing up in Wisconsin I wondered why reservations were established in the first place. Born and raised in Milwaukee and Lac du Flambeau, Wisconsin I knew nothing of my Oneida background, much less reservations. I have learned that the reservation system was established as a way to offer some small consolation for all the land the government took from indigenous tribes.However, each time a valuable resource is found on land promised to indigenous tribes, a treaty is broken… ignored. Today, this is still happening. Though water is life to all of us, the government feels oil pipelines in Standing Rock South Dakota are much more important. Sure, right!? We can all live on oil and money! We don’t need water! Now, pipelines at Standing Rock and other places are leaking oil. It is 2018. But, things really haven’t changed for indigenous tribes in this country. See photo below.
I remember as a college student in the 70’s attending a symposium on Intercultural Communications. The room where this symposium was held was full of people. The speaker was talking about the various cultures in this world and how communication is so important for all of us, no matter what race, nationality, religion, etc. All of a sudden this older man stands up and says loudly that American Indians fought among themselves, spoke many Indian languages and couldn’t understand each other because of their language differences and savageness. He then said that Indians don’t exist today. Wow! I was floored and didn’t know what to say or do. Here I am in my 20’s, and ashamed to stand up and say, ” I am Indigenous and exist”, sat and said nothing. At that time I was very prejudice of my Oneida self and ashamed to be Native American Indian. I talk about this in my book. Now, I wish I could take my wisdom I have today, back in time to that 70’s symposium and tell the man how wrong he was and still is. It is 2018 and people think Native American Indians don’t exist…or don’t count because there are so few of us left. Some have no clue what an indigenous person looks like! As I mention in my book, if Richard Henry Pratt, (The first supervisor of the Carlisle Indian Industrial Boarding School), were still alive I would tell him he hasn’t killed the Indian in me. Since I am still here, I share this story with all of you until the Creator takes me away to Heaven! Thank you for reading my blog. Please feel free to share this if you wish. Sincerely, Roberta Capasso, a proud member of the Oneida Indigenous Tribe of Wisconsin

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SKY WOMAN LIVES IN ME

April 5, 2018

Hello to everyone reading this blog. It has been over a month since I last wrote something for you. As usual, my book, Sky Woman Lives in Me, is available for purchase at 25% discount on Lulu.com. You can also purchase my book at Amazon, Barnes and Noble, etc. if you want to pay more money to read it.
Sorry this blog is so late. I have been out of town for baby showers, birthday parties, weddings, funerals…events that are part of our Circle of Life here on Earth. I hope all had a wonderful Easter. My first photo honors Martin Luther King. Yesterday, April 4th, we celebrated this courageous man, who tried to get peace,rights and equality to everyone. I sincerely thank, Brings Plenty Band, for posting this photo of Martin Luther King on Facebook.
In my book I share what happened to my Oneida relatives that has left a lasting effect today, not only my indigenous Oneida Tribe, but all Indigenous tribes here in the United States. Before the 1990’s, Native Americans were not considered citizens! My Grandma Millie and Great Grandmother Sophia Huff-Powless weren’t allowed to leave their reservations until 1924, after the Indian Citizen Act was signed. Not only were we indigenous people considered savage and inhuman, we weren’t allowed to vote in all 50 states until 1965, when the Voting Rights Act was passed. Now, here it is April 5th 2018, and politicians are still trying to mess up voting with gerrymandering, and requiring all sorts of certain ID’s just to vote! We even have polling stations that have broken machines! When Great Grandmother Sophia finally was allowed to vote, she was 48 years old! Though this is the year 2018, things really haven’t changed much for indigenous people, nor minorities and others here in our country.
On the positive side, the glass half full…we as Native Americans are able to practice our indigenous languages once again. This came about as a result of the 1990 Native American Languages Act. When Sophia was a child, she and her relatives were encouraged to speak only English. At the Carlisle Indian Industrial Boarding School where Sophia was sent to be assimilated ‘Euro-white’, she was given lye soap to chew on because she was caught speaking Oneida. She had other punishments as a result of speaking her native Oneida tongue, but you will find that in my book! A second photo is of Sophia in her Carlisle uniform in 1891.
The third photo is my Great Aunt Lily Huff. It’s interesting how my great great grandmother, Elizabeth Hill-Huff-Denny was told by the government and Carlisle that her daughters, Lily and Sophia, were to be at Carlisle for two-three years to learn English and become educated to better themselves in this world. Well, Lily was only at Carlisle Indian Industrial Boarding School for three days! She was sent out to the countryside in New Jersey to become a servant for a white family. She never went back to Carlisle; her family never knew she was not attending Carlisle; they never knew she was a servant out in the countryside sending part of her earnings back to Carlisle! And, our government was paying money to Carlisle for educating Lily! What a racket!
The fourth photo is my great Grandfather, Theodore Hyson Powless when he was a young man attending the Hampton Institute in Virginia. He and his siblings were forced to attend Hampton, another boarding school to assimilate Native American Indians to become Euro-white. He also worked out of school as a farmhand or servant and never graduated from Hampton. He was learning a trade of printing at Houghton-Mifflin Riverside Press for five years. He left Hampton, with their permission (can you imagine that!) and headed back to Wisconsin to find work as a printer. Naturally the Oneida Reservation had little or no work for anyone. But, sad to say, Hyson couldn’t get hired off the reservation because he was an Oneida Indian. Now, if Hyson was non-Indian, his experience at Houghton-Mifflin Riverside Press would have landed him a job immediately! Sad that his indigenous Oneida Race played into Hyson not getting hired off the reservation!
Well, like I mentioned earlier in this blog, this is the year 2018! Sadly, Racism is alive and well. We are all human beings, no matter what color, race, creed! We are all children of God, Our Creator! Guess what…we all bleed red!
My last photos show the cover of my book: Sky Woman Lives in Me, me holding a picture of the book’s cover at Indian Summer Festival in Milwaukee, WI and it’s summary. Thank you for reading my blog. Please share this if you wish. Sincerely, Roberta Capasso, a proud member of the Oneida Indigenous Tribe of Wisconsin.

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