Inuit Boy Stories

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Project facilitator

  • Moe Clark

I remember when we were at the camp cutting caribou
I remember first tasting the meat
I remember it was good.
And after cutting the caribou we went back to the tent
And I remember giving the meat to my ananartsiak.
I remember she kissed me on the cheek.

poem from zine

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