aLaSKA KIPP

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About Alaska Kipp

Birthday: Apr 03 (36)

Religion: shamanism

Description: ᐊᓛᔅᑲᒥ ᑭᑉ || Alaska Kipp is an Inuit Native American who would be standing at 5'10 with white hair, moss green eyes, tanned pale skin. He'd be wearing a white t-shirt with a blank undershirt and a moss green-grey raincoat, and black plaid PJ pants with both ears having the same 4 piercings and a tattoo peaking out from under the shirt. He'd smell of cedar wood and smoked salmon.

Languages: Inuktitut, Inuinnaqtun, English and Japanese

Countries: Canada, Japan

The backstory of Alaska Kipp is being replaced with the original version
When I was writing this backstory, the first version of it was very... inaportpraite and was severly detailed in which showed even more of the abuse Native American/Indiginouse children suffered in these schools

Backstory

ᐊᓛᔅᑲᒥ ᑭᑉ or Alaska Kipp is an Inuit Native American who was born in a community 50 kilometers north of the city of Qikiqtarjuaq within the territory of Nunavut, Canada on Apr 03. Sadly his community struggled to keep its traditions due to the Canadian Residential Schools. Especially in his family, the government forced both his parents to attend these schools to strip the "Indian out of them." Unlucky, the government had Alaska sent to the last of these residential schools at Kivalliq Hall in Rankin Inlet, Nunavut where they cut his hair dying it black, took his traditional clothing off giving him European style uniform and handed him a rosery stating "This is what you pray to you dam Indian. Now get out of my fuckin sight!" As Alaska went down the hall he approached a desk with a nun asking for his name he said his native name of ᐊᓛᔅᑲᒥ ᑭᑉ which he was proud of but instead what he got was a slap right across the face with the nun yelling "NOT YOUR STUPID INDIAN NAME! Ugh, your new white name is Samuel Lawson. Now follow the person to your left and if I hear your Indian name again you're going to the basement." Alaska did as he was told, following the person with his hand rubbing his face, tears still dripping down. Once the person in front of him stopped we motioned Alaska to stand in front of him facing a room lined with beds, before Alaska could say a word he was shoved into the room with the man saying "My name is Father Smith and from now on you are a child of god. This is where you sleep and will live till the school year is done in June." Once the doors were shut Alaska broke down into tears crying and screaming for his mother but instead that same nun ran in grabbing his ear and pulling him into the basement screaming at him "YOU UNGRATEFUL CHILD, YOUR NO LONGER  A DAM INDIAN BUT A NORMAL CHILD OF GOD!" Once down the stairs, the nun slapped Alaska again then opened a small closet-like room throwing him into it with his head banging the wall. He turned around to the nun with tears and blood flowing down his face. "Don't look at me like that you stupid retard. I told you that you would end up here." The door slammed shut and the nun gone Alaska said to himself "I'm gonna get out of here, one day."

During the two last years at that school, Alaska saw it all, the abuse from the teachers, the cuts on his classmate's arms and even one hanging like a Christmas ornament but once gone he told himself again he'd never let anyone treat him that way again. Once back home he was eager to learn his traditions with some elders in his community who survived the school system teaching him his language, and dances, and introducing him to his religion along with introducing him to the normal school system. 

On the first day at his new school, Alaska didn't listen to anyone for fear of what would happen to him so towards the end of the day his parents were called and had been informed that Alaska would not be welcomed back and that he should be homeschooled from then on. His parents had tried multiple more schools all with the same or similar response and by the age of 13 public schools for Alaska were no more and he ended up being homeschooled from there on. At the age of 18 Alaska was interested in continuing his schooling and wanted to go international and picked a school in japan called Karakura College. Once Alaska arrived in Japan he had already settled in with his host family, gotten familiar with the city and its stores and had already started his first month of college outside of Canada were he made tons of friendly people, had new and exciting experiences and had successfully found a school where not only he felt safe in, but also felt respected and loved for. Not only by his friends and host family but also by his teachers, something that had never happened to him before.

After he graduated from College he felt like he had some sort of unpaid debt to the school in which the moment he step out of that school he immediately preformed a 360 degree turn making his way to the Dean/Principles office to ask if there was any spots available and luckily there was, a position as a Librarian which he immediately asked for a application form and filled it out the moment he got home running back the next day to hand it in. He hoped that once he could become a librarian he would be able to help student who had struggled just like him to feel accepted into society and feel loved, cared and appreciated.

Backstory (Version 2)
The following version of this backstory was made to educate those who havent learnt about the Canadian Residential school system. This backstory also has very sensitive language that can be harmful towards some. Please make sure you have seen the trigger warnings located at the top of the webpage.

ᐊᓛᔅᑲᒥ ᑭᑉ or Alaska Kipp is an Inuit Native American who was born in a community 50 kilometres north of the city of Qikiqtarjuaq within the territory of Nunavut, Canada on Apr 03. Sadly his community struggled to keep its traditions due to the Canadian Residential Schools. Especially in his family, the government forced both his parents to attend these
schools to strip the "Indian out of them." Unfortunately, the government had Alaska sent to the last of these residential schools at Kivalliq Hall in Rankin Inlet, Nunavut.

Day 1: Introduction Day

It was 5 am on a Monday in the middle of August when Alaska and his parents were awoken by the sound of a fist pounding on their door with a voice yelling;
“This is the Royal Canadian Mounted Police! (more commonly known as the RCMP) We have been told by the Indian Reserve Officer of a child of school age living at this address! We demand you open this door and surrender the child, if you do not comply I will force my way in and arrest you for harbouring an Indian from the right to heaven!”

Without hesitation and with the fear in Alaska’s parents' minds they immediately opened the door and invited the officer inside and offered water and food to him while showing him around the house. As the officer looked around he would open draws and cabinets searching threw them and tossing all of their contents onto the floor before moving to the next one or leaving the room, once seated the officer looked at Alaska’s dad saying;
“Where is your child? What’s their name? How old are they? And what is your child’s gender?”
Alaska’s dad spoke in a soft quiet voice clearly scared and hyperventilating responding to the officer the moment he stopped talking;

“His name is ᐊᓛᔅᑲᒥ ᑭᑉ,  he is-”
The officer stood up smacking Alaska’s Dad across the face causing him to slam in head into the wall leaving a dent and some blood behind with the officer yelling at him;
“YOU STUPID INDIAN! I MEAN HIS ENGLISH NAME NOT HIS SATANIC NAME! UGH! YOU WENT TO HIS SCHOOL DIDN'T YOU? DIDN'T THEY TEACH YOU HOW TO BE A SERVANT OF GOD?”

He turned to Alaska’s mother and before he could say anything she said in a terrified, shaken voice;

“He is a male named Alaska Kipp, 5 years old and he is in his bedroom packing up a bag. Just please don’t hurt us anymore…”

The officer look at Alaska’s mother before walking up to her and using his to figures lifter her chin up and grinned at her before walking away saying
“I'll wait 10 minutes, if the child is not out I will come back and drag his satanic ass out.
“Of course officer. He will be out shortly.”
The officer walked out of the Kipp house slamming the door shut, Alaska’s mother quickly turned to her husband asking if he was ok before going to Alaska’s room where he was sitting on the bed in tear’s
“I- I don't want to go.” he whispered while mumbling, terrified about what he overheard.
“Alaska dear.” His mother said in a calm voice “Remember that once summer arrives you will be back with us! Don't worry and stay strong, remember we are inuit, we will ask our ancestors to protect you from the harm of the white man.”

Alaska looked at his mother smiling as she whipped a tear off his face.
“Now, let's get you out of the door and on the way to your first day of school!” She said in a somewhat excited but scared tone.
Alaska and his mother walked out the door and were greeted by the officer and 2 others, along with the Indian Reserve Officer standing off to the side with a rifle in hand. Alaska’s mother took her son's hand as she walked him to the truck which had around 10 other children from the reserve in the back of it. She helped Alaska get in the truck and kissed his forehead before walking back to the front door. She turned around looking at Alaska with tears forming in her eyes as she watched her son get driven off.

Alaska looked around at all the children in the back of the truck, some were young and seemed happy to go to school while the older ones were crying and scared in which he himself didn't know how to feel about the situation. For the entire drive Alaska was scared but happy and once the drive was over the RCMP officer walked to the back of the truck;
“Get the fuck off this truck” He said to the children in which the older ones got off the moment he finished walking towards the school front door’s leaving Alaska and the younger ones to grab their belongings and run to the door excited for the first day.
As Alaska walked through the doors he was greeted by a woman wearing all black with a white ring type cloth around her face.
“Hello children.” She said “My name is Sister Agatha and I will be your teacher here.” Alaska, being polite, responded with “Hello Sister Agat-” he was cut off by Sister Agatha where she yelled “NO TALKING INDIAN! Now line up to get your hair cuts and to have your hair dyed to a christian colour.” Sister Agatha pointed to a room where a buzzing noise would come from. Alaska and the group walked into the room where children were crying in front of mirrors, having their hair cut and seeing it all fall to the ground.
“You, white hair indian!” Someone said before grabbing Alaska by his wrist shoving him into a chair before cutting his hair to fit more of a boy’s hair cut in which Alaska watch as his hair was cut in front of him causing tears to form before being thrown out of the chair and brought to another where he was forced to lay down where someone else put black goo in his hair causing it to go from white to black.

“There. Much better.” said the person before sending him through a door to another room. Alaska noticed a line of children along the wall and joined in where he waited for a few minutes until he reached the front and was given a black and grey uniform and blue and white striped pj’s before being sent off into a hall where Sister Agatha was waiting.

“Welcome back children! You already look so much better than you did before!” She said smiling
“Since it's very late at night we must continue this tomorrow so I shall take you to your rooms.”

Sister Agatha walked down the hall in which the group followed and stopped at a door.
“Welcome to your new bedroom!” She said as she opened the door to show a large room with 10 beds on each side, each with a name plate of the child.
“Please find your bed and await Father Andrew.” Sister Agatha said as she walked out closing the door. Alaska looked around the room as he say older children kneeling at the foot of the bed reciting something and shortly later saw his bed. Alaska ran to his bed putting his pj’s on and putting his new uniform in a drawer before getting under the covers ready for bed.

“EVERYONE TO THE FOOT OF THE BED! KNEEL DOWN AND RECITE ‘OUR FATHER’.” Said Father Andrew loudly
The room filled with murmurs of; “Our Father, throughout in heaven, hallowed be thy name, our kingdom come, thy will be done, on earth, as it is in heaven…” Alaska looked up where Father Andrew stared at him before slapping him across the face.

“You stupid, useless, unworthy satanic indian.. You will see me in my office first thing tomorrow.” Father Andrew said before yelling

“LIGHTS OUT!” as he walked out slamming the door and turning the lights off. The sound of shuffling filled the room and the next silence. Alaska laid their tears in his eyes wanting to burst out crying but was too scared to. He fell asleep at 3:35 am thinking about what would happen to him when it came time to awake.

Day 2: Scare Day

“WAKE UP INDIAN’S!” yelled Father Andrew at 6:30 am “Time for morning prayer. All of you to the foot of your beds and say three Hail Mary’s and wait for Sister Agatha to come in.” He walked over to Alaska’s bed then said “Don't think I forgot about you, follow me.” He grabbed Alaska’s wrist pulling off the bed causing him to hit the ground and dragged him, while Alaska attempted to stand up.

“GET THE FUCK UP THIS INSTANT!” He said just before the door, releasing his wrist to open it. Alaska stood up as fast as he could looking at his feet, scared to look Father Andrew in the eyes. “Fuckin retard cant even look me in the eye.” Father Andrew said under his breath. He pulled Alaska out of the room slamming the door behind them and began to walk down the hallway. Alaska stood there looking down at it as in his eyes the hallway seemed to be growing longer. “INDIAN!” yelled Father Andrew. Before Alaska knew it he was walking down the hallway to catch up to Father Andrew in which with every door he passed he heard the mumbling of children reciting prayers. He was so distracted by all this that he walked into Father Andrew and without hesitation.

SLAPPED

“Watch yourself, now enter.” Father Andrew said while looking down at Alaska in which with the glare of his eyes watched as he went into the room before entering himself and closing the door. Father Andrew slowly walked past Alaska grabbing a metre stick off the edge of a chalkboard before slamming it onto the desk saying “Hands.” Alaska could only think he meant to put his hands on the desk, just has he put them on the desk Father Andrew asked him a few questions;
“What is your name child, and don't give me that unholy Indian name, your god given English name. NOW!”
“A-Alask- Alaska Kipp Father” He said while sobbing, giving the answer in a shivering and terrified tone.
“Why don't you know your prayers? Didn't your mother and father teach them to you?”
“N-N-No Fa-Father”

Father Andrew instructed Alaska to look him in the eyes in which Alaska listened

WACK!

The metre stick hit Alaska’s hands causing him to retract them. “Put them back” Father Andrew said in a calm voice “If god says you’re worthy you will walk out of this without pain, if not you shall bleed.”

Alaska walked out of the room 20 minutes later bleeding from his hand’s along with being greeted by Sister Agatha;
“This is your fault, if only you knew your prayers we wouldn't be in this situation. Now follow me to the Nurse's room, they will give you plaster there.”
As Alaska walked down the hall his sight became more and more fuzzy till faceplanting onto the thin nurses bed and fainting.

An hour had passed since Alaska had fainted in the nurzes office in which a repeating nightmare would playout in his head of what has happend
To Be Continued...

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