Running around like a chicken with its head cut off

On the 19^th of January 2015 we killed and plucked chickens. First we chopped a chicken’s head off, and watched it run around and die. For all the other chickens we only slit the jugular. The Jugular is on the left side toward the back of the neck. We put the chickens upside down in a cone and slit its jugular and I think it was brutal and violent. I didn’t like watching them get killed. 

The Chicken Whisperer.

Home grown

After the blood was drained, we dunked the chickens in the pot of water that was 150°f, we did that about 5-6 times each so the feathers could come off easy.  I didn’t like plucking them. The killing was done at the Green House by the dump. The reason why we killed them is for food, knowledge, to learn how to pluck, gut, and butcher them. The chickens were old and weren’t giving us eggs. Also the chickens were out of chicken food. The elementary made chicken noodle soup for Kvichak Cafe on January 23, 2015.  It made some of the best chicken noodle soup I ever had.  As Shea said, "It was home grown."

Welcome the Kvichak Cafe!

Mushrooms!

Pearl Oyster Mushrooms.

On January 13^th Mr. Gooden gave us a science project to grow mushrooms. Taty and I had a pearl oyster mushroom project which came in a bag with a mixture of sawdust and pearl oyster mycelium. It also came with a humidity bag, which increases the humidity so the mushrooms can grow better. All that Taty and I had to do is get a wire coat hangar and twist from the top of the bag to the stem of the mushroom bag and then cover with the humidity tent. Then we had to mist it 2-3 times a day until it grew tiny buds. After 2 weeks or so the pearl oyster mushrooms grew bigger until Mr. Gooden cut them off.  On Tuesday the 20^th,, in the morning Mr. Gooden made pearl oyster egg scramble, which I didn’t get to have because I wasn’t there to have some since I was in the elementary room. The other groups have other mushrooms that are called shittakes, blue oysters, and King of Stropharia.  We are growing these because we want to learn about how mushrooms grow.  We ordered the mushroom kits from Fungi Perfect.

Breakfast: Pearl Oyster Egg Scramble,

Our Weather Fish

 On a beautiful, cold day, we got on our gear and ice-skated on the smooth ice of Blackfish Pond where we caught a blackfish and kept it as a weather fish and a school pet.   

We made two awesome cone-shaped traps out of pointy fence wire during our free time.  When we were finished making the traps, we chipped holes in the ice of two different ponds with a heavy ice-pick and set the traps in the holes.  The first two boring times we checked the traps they were empty.  On the day we went ice-skating, the hole was covered with a cloudy, thin layer of ice.  Aiden happily chipped the ice away and Kaleb carefully took the ice chunks out.  Standing around the hole, we saw a big blackfish swimming around in our trap.  He was about six inches long.  Aiden lay on the ice, rolled up his sleeve and stuck his arm in the freezing water to reach the trap. (He said it wasn’t cold.)  We had to chip some more ice away before we finally got the trap out.   

As we gasped with excitement, Mr. Gooden put it in a tote of swampy pond water and we brought it to the school as a class pet.  The blackfish has leopard-like skin that is black and greenish, like it’s wearing an army uniform.  The adults and Elders told us that blackfish can predict the weather.  If the blackfish swims at the top of the tank, the weather will be calm and clear.  If the blackfish goes to the bottom of the tank and hides under the mud, it will be stormy weather.  We are observing our blackfish to see if it can predict weather.  When it’s time, we will eat the blackfish or let it go. 

Elementary NoSeeUms

Igiugig Baseball

Igiugig's Baseball Documentary won first place!  View at the link below.  We tried to upload it here, but have encountered technocracy errors.  Enjoy.
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Perryville Poetry

Big Foot!

Kaleigh Desirae Kosbruk

Big Foot does not talk,

But he knows how to walk.

Black and Brown in color,

He can be hilarious but creepy. 

He smells like the sewer,

is scary and also very hairy.

Asleep in the woods,

He has many different moods.

He might sit at a table.

While watching cable.

Sometimes Big Foot wears a tutu

Like a huge furry Foo-Foo.

HAIRY MAN

Katlynn Kosbruk

Hey, Hairy man!

Do you come out during the day?

Do you eat hay?

Does your real name start with a K,

Or do you say neighh?

When you shop, do you pay?

Do you like the night or day?

Are you a Brat,

Or like a cat?

Do you act like a rat,

That can bite like a cat,

That wears a hat,

That a person wears when he lays on a mat?

Do you live at the bay,

or where do you lay? when your out, 

do you get caught?

 do you get stuck in a knot?

When you sleep, do you get hot?

Do you sleep in a barn?

Did you find a ball of yarn?

Do you ever say Darn?!

Are you tall?

Do you play with a ball?

Do you play with a ball?

Do you play with a favorite doll?

Do you shop at the mall?

Is your dads name Paul?

Does your house have a wall?

Are you black?

Do you have a hairy back?

 Do you hack?
Is your brother's name Jack?
Is your little sister's name mack?
Do you ever pack?
Do you live in a shack?
Do you have a shack?
Does your family say QUACK?!?
Hairy Man, people want to know!


Bigfoot
bye Anthony Washington

Bigfoot can't talk,
But he can walk.
When he tastes something sweet,
He can eat and eat and eat.
Hairy like a bear,
He can rip and tear
The flesh off a fish.
Humans are his favorite dish!