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I’ve maintained my identity for a while now. For my identity with music, it spans much more than my music production years. I actually started getting into making music back in second grade. I played on the music teacher’s piano and I enjoyed it thoroughly. Over the years, I’ve gotten into other stuff, but music is just that one thing that I can’t let go of, it always comes back to me in some way. Throughout these years, music has stuck with me and I’ve never given it up, even to this day.

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These are reclaiming because they both have something that they’ve lost that they are taking back. For the first one, they lost their names, and they are finally taking them back and naming themselves what they were named before the “white man” takeover. For the second one, they lost land to a prison, and they are taking it back by excavating the prison.

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“We’re going to be with our relatives. Indians of all tribes. We’re going to start where they built that prison. Gonna start from inside of the cell, which is where they are now, Indian people, that’s where they got us, even though they don’t make it seem like they got us there. We’re gonna work our way out from the inside with a spoon. Here, look at this.” -P48

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“‘Why do we got names like we do?’ I said. ‘They come from old

Indian names. We had our own way of naming before white

people came over and spread all those dad names around in

order to keep the power with the dads.’” -P46

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This seems like Edwin is inventing Native Identity by comparing what he is now and what he could’ve been. He assumes he’s losing his Nativeness from the technology addiction and he’s disappointed in himself, if not disgusted. This proves he’s trying to understand what his true Nativeness means but he feels that the addiction is blocking him from doing so.

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“The Edwin Black was raised on the reservation with his dad. The Edwin Black of my Second Life was proud.” -P63

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“A little part of me died then, seeing my face, thinking about this sick addiction, all this time I’ve spent doing almost nothing.” -P63

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These can both be interpreted to maintaining. The room had a bunch of decorations that are a part of Native culture and would be there to preserve Native Traditions. Plus, the window on the plane situation would be maintaining because she’s maintaining the superstitions of their culture. From what I understand, Native Traditions don’t just include the symbolism and the decor, it also includes hobbies, beliefs and superstitions.

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“When the plane slowed to a roll, she shut the window shade and stared at the back of the seat in front of her. ‘Keeping them from harm.’ That was this year’s conference theme. She guessed they meant self-harm.” -P98

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“The room was big, with high ceilings and massive chandeliers,

each one of which consisted of a grouping of eight flame shaped

bulbs surrounded by a giant band of corrugated metal with

cutouts of tribal patterns, creating tribal-patterned shadows on

the walls-multiple Kokopellis, zigzag lines and spirals, all up

there at the top of the room, where the paint was brownish red

of dried blood.” -P102