Unofficial Daycare nights and weekends

I am beginning to learn to tune out noise while doing my homework. We have kids around most of the time but lately I feel like there is a sign I cannot see that reads "Unofficial Daycare Center" on my door. Its usually my grandkids and once in a while my nephews. This can get tough when it comes time to finish assignments. Sometimes I think everyone else just don't care so much that they just "forget" I have classes that require a lot of reading and writing. Either that or its just more important for them to play ball, watch others play ball or go play bingo. I don't mind because they do ask before they go - its just that sometimes I feel that my studies are not considered important enough to give me time to do them in peace and quiet. I usually get them done once the kids are all asleep or before my son wakes up in the morning.

Anna "Arnallguuk" Evan ?? -3/1/2011

In my lifetime I have only met a few elders who really treated me like one of their own. Anna Evan was one of those elders. Once I had children she would teasingly ask me to give them to her. She loved children. Being shy she never went to community gatherings, preferring to stay home but somehow she knew everyone and always asked about others, once kids were born she knew them by their namesakes. When she knew a lot of people were here from out of town she would let her family cook for them. This blog cannot give justice to the struggles she endured. She lost her husband, some of her children, grandchildren and was left to care for the kids even as she endured sickness. She is survived by her sister Natalia Alexie, brother Nick Asetekluk, children Joe Klukluk, Matrona Evan, Virginia Evan, Nastasia Kameroff, many grandchildren and great grandchildren.