Squash, Turquoise

Yesterday we toured the San Felipe (St. Ph.) Pueblo, known for its
traditional Green Corn Dance: "It is said by the end of the day that the plaza
is worn down into a bowl from a day of dancing."  Known for Heishe, too,
according to a handout passed around on the school bus as we rode to it
yesterday.  They told us it was a medium-sized Pueblo–pop. 3,300.  It
was also framed as conservative and traditional; these weighty terms were
qualified for us: the San Felipe governor explained that they are committed to
preserving their language and culture.  They also forbid photography. 
Why?  No wish to make themselves into a spectacle.  The sign in front
of the church (from which we could see the raging Rio Grande…what a sight!
But, alas, no photo.) read: No Photography.  $3,500.  Camera stayed in
my pack.  On the walking tour, one of the council members explained the
tension between cultural preservation and economic vitality–the paradox of the
casino as revenue source and the few other alternatives, such as relying on the
Feds.  On one plateau at the pueblo’s edge: foundations of buildings that
stood during the

Pueblo Revolt of 1680
.

We also walked past one of the pueblo’s two kivas, learned the each of the
kivas (squash and turquoise, their names) is oriented to a slightly different
political ideology.  In alternating years, each gets to appoint a governor
for a one-year term.  I can’t say whether this leads to see-sawing
leadership, but it did make me wonder how different the kivas were and how much
one can really get done in a single year.

In the afternoon, we ran three+ hours of basketball.  Oh how, at times
like these, I appreciate that basketball’s goes easily indoors/outdoors. 
Three and a half hours of football, soccer, volleyball or running in 90-degrees
and sunny?  I love basketball.  Today, it’s supposed to be 98F;
in the gym: maybe 85F.  Because today’s the most intense day of the camp
(two-hour morning clinic, lunch, three-hour afternoon clinic, dinner, all-star
game) we don’t board the bus to Bernalillo HS for another fifteen minutes.