Sunday, May 29, 2016

Celebrating the Cod "Makers"


Cod bless the Queen, but our money bills need another female face to represent our country.

Recent polls show there are  regional preferences  by Canadians as to which Canadian woman gets to grace the new bank note series which will be rolled out in 2018.

The Bank of Canada has settled on a list of 12 names that were submitted to make their final choice. 

You wont find any women's name from NL on that list; but many believe that there is a "woman" worthy of consideration. 

The piece below was prepared to send to the Bank's online submission site, but the  guidelines stipulated it had to be a "real woman". 

The "Makers of Fish" were all real.   These individual outport women had hundreds of names and dreams.  Day in and day out, they toiled through the "hard racket" of making fresh fish brought to shore by fishermen into a cured product sent around the world.  

According to Heritage.NL website, nearly 25,000 women (38% of the total), worked in the fishery in 1921. In some communities, the percentage of females working in the fishery was even higher.  The site also acknowledges an often forgotten reality: 

"In the inshore fishery, women's toil often made the difference between survival and starvation."

It is time these iconic women were collectively honoured for their singular effort in helping to build our province - if not by the Bank of Canada, then by our own people and government in some way or another.  

Our fisher-maker women ancestors deserve the credit they did not receive in their own lifetime, not just here in NL, but across the country.  

Collectively, across a number of centuries, these cured Cod makers from outports throughout NL changed the world! 

|KP


For centuries Newfoundland’s famous salted-Cod was cured  in hundreds of outport communities and shipped around the world to feed much of Europe and many in the Caribbean.  While history has traditionally afforded the men of the sea and the merchants the tribute of turning this fish into a commodity, it truly took a village to "make fish".

Newfoundland women made up the "shore crew" of this family-based fishery as they tended to the task of carefully curing the Cod. 

This labour-intensive process took a great deal of preparation, organization, time, knowledge and skill to ensure a good food product. And, it was primarily Women who were at the centre of the Cod Curing Community,  co-producers of one of the most valuable commodities in the world at the time.  

Long tiring hours were spent at the flakes, oftentimes with small children in tow or underarm. In between the "making of fish", these fish makers had family, domestic and community commitments.

These women were in essence the heart and soul of the Newfoundland Cod fishery across 500 years. Yet, the backbreaking work of our fishmaker-women ancestors was often credited to their husbands or fathers. 

Without their remarkable contribution, families and coastal communities would not have survived and thrived; and we would not be proud "People of the Cod" and a province of Canada; and nor would our society and our Cod have changed the world, as our history so aptly illustrates.

We invite the Bank of Canada to place an iconic woman  representing all "makers of fish" on the Canadian currency.

|KP







Saturday, May 28, 2016

In A Pickle



A conversation with an ol' timer who died 
in the cruelest month of the year in Newfoundland,  July  1990  ...
 

"So how's the fishing this year, me son?"

Well, you know, it an't bad...


"Whadda mean, "An't bad?"

We've gotta billion dollar industry you know.
 

Ya, we had one in 1990 too, but how's the fishing?

Well, the Cod's coming back ...
 

"Whaa ... coming back?? - whadda you mean, where did they go?"

Well, they just disappeared, ya know. Not a one to be see
n.
  The fishery has always been cyclical, me son.

No, no, we had a Moratorium
 
A Moratorium? Was that a bad storm?

Well kinda.... more like a really bad  crime, actually.
 
You mean someone killed off all the fish?

Yes, that's kinda how it happened.
 
And they caught the murderer and sent him to jail for the rest of his life?

No, no, there was not one single person who committed the crime. 
More like a slew of people, like those who managed our fish...and  foreigners.
 
God-damn foreigner! So, some sleveen went to jail for the crime?
 


I guess so ...
 
What do you mean "guess so" ?

Well sir,  it was us, the Newfoundlanders - we paid the price  .... we haven't been fishing Cod  for 25 years.
 
"Twenty-five years? Is this some sort of joke, young man? Are you trying to shock me to death.... right, I'm already dead...

It was only supposed to be 2 years, you know, but before we knew it, a quarter century has passed... hard to believe.


" Newfoundlanders have gone twenty-five years without commercially fishing Cod ? 
- that sacrilegious! What the hell have you been doing  with yer-selves?



A lot of us went off broken-hearted to the mainland ... 

And there was NO  uprising?

No,  we've been pretty tame about it I must say .... kinda apathetic actually...
 
"25 years with no Cod  after 500 years a proud fishing nation 
AND no war broke out, 
and no one was shot 
and no one went to jail?"

Nope ...

Not even an inquiry?

Nope...
  "Has our resilient people gone soft, me lad?"

I think so, sir ...
 
"You don't say! Ok, so what else has been happening since I slipped the surly bonds of earth?"

We're in a bad pickle.
 
"About the Cod?"

No, No sir, about the Pickle.
 
"You're going all nonsensical on me, me  son, what pickle?"

Its devastating really ...
 
"What da  are you talking about? Did our beloved island get destroyed all together?"

No, no, sir, but everyone is a tizzy over the pickle.
 
"You mean our sacred salt beef has been sacrificed along with our iconic Cod?"

Worst sir, our Sweet Mustard Pickles have been discontinued.
 
"Sweet Jesus,  Mary and Joseph, Newfoundland is truly plagued. First, our Cod and now, our Sweet Mustard Pickles... what next?" 

Well sir, we're fortifying our defense against the potential loss of our most important treasure.
 
"What's that, my son?"

Our outports.
 
Yes ... yes ...  of course don't ever lose those - that would be the worst crime of our all. I'll be praying for you all."

Thank you sir.  And it was good to chat with you.

"
No  problem, don't forget I'm here if you're ever in a pickle; and Sweet Jesus, get on that Cod recovery mission  or our great culture will truly be doomed.  Codspeed!
 And truthfully ...  
I still can't believe NO ONE went to jail for that big bad storm called the Moratorium...

 |KP

 (With gratitude to Ray Guy for his inspiration)