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Alisse Ali-Joseph
AIS 301W
19 September 2021
Personal/Narrative Essay
When I was about three years old, I had a pretty little purple notebook with Anne
Greddes babies dressed like flowers on the cover. I got a pencil and wrote a “book” about
planting a garden with my mom. Of course, it was all scribbles, but it shows just how much I
valued the act and the art of writing even before I could form my letters. I grew up with
educators as parents who impressed on me that education was important and even at the age of
three, I had already begun to understand that. Each night, I would have books upon books read to
me, and as I got older, it was chapters a night. I grew up in Tucson, Arizona, however and my
home state is 49th in funding for education in the United States so the system is bound to have
I am a proud member of the Chickasaw Nation and grew up with many wonderful stories
about my heritage from my maternal grandmothers. When I was at school, however, I struggled
with that part of my identity, especially since I inherited the pale skin and blue eyes of my
father’s side of the family. School never spoke in depth about Indigenous people and never the
way that my grandmothers did. There was so much praise for the white man in my elementary
schools and there were no other students that would challenge that teaching. We never learned
about the tribes in Arizona, despite there being tribes less than an hour outside of city limits. I
wanted to understand my heritage more, from a school setting, and Northern Arizona University
seemed like the perfect place. I wanted to experience something different from the desert valleys
After many changes in my interests, I finally chose to stick to my roots and choose a
double major in Applied Indigenous Studies and Strategic Communications with an emphasis in
growing up, and overall injustices I was seeing as a child, I chose to add a minor of Political
Science.
child and when I did, it was always met with skepticism because of the racist stereotypes of
Indigneous peoples portrayed in the media. It was as if the people I told couldn’t imagine seeing
a Native American who wasn’t dark and living on a reservation in teepees. I never saw “normal”
Indigneous youth represented in TV shows the way other minority groups were portrayed. There
were never shows or movies that tried to combat the old movies of Indian outlaws and cowboys.
I want to change that. I hated having to explain why I was white and why I could wear the
uncomfortable when I wanted to speak out about learning about Columbus or how great
Jefferson was while the teacher brushed over the Trail of Tears that my very own ancestors were
subjected to. I felt like I had to brush aside my unease when my elementary school did “craft
day” every half day before Thanksgiving and had every child make “feather hats” without
discussing any historical significance. I want to change this and help make other children who
Indigenous Studies is a big part of that goal. I want to work with my tribe at some point
as well as in general politics advocating for minority and Indigenous rights and representation.
Having an Indigenous Studies degree will help with that. I need to learn more about policies,
especially considering that my secondary education wasn’t any better at teaching about current
tribal events. Indigneous Studies will help me learn about other Nations and their cultures so that
my knowledge isn’t centered around the stories from my grandmothers. I think that having this
degree will also open up the door to conversation about injustice and representation. When
someone asks me why I chose that degree and perceives me as white, I can make a small
difference in their views by just talking. I’m hoping to gain an internship here in Arizona at the
Capitol my last semester so that I can put one foot in the door. I want to change what I
experienced growing up and to me, the only way to do that is to put myself out there and explain