Things from Cape Dorset 1

Inuit Art Quarterly - - FUTURES -

A ship called the Nas­copie that sank; first co-op build­ing; my fa­ther’s pipe; the seal that I held for the first time just be­fore it died; my first drum; my fa­ther’s axe; my first bracelet, which had my name on it (it says “Si­assie” in Inuk­tut syl­lab­ics); my fa­ther’s gas tank; his tool and his chisel; James Hous­ton; an old metal gas tank; oil for Ski-Doos or mo­tors; the first post of­fice sign; my mother’s bucket for do­ing laun­dry; old oil stor­age vats on which Kanang­i­nak [Pootoo­gook] made a draw­ing (a big truck would de­liver it to the houses); what I learned in school: units of mea­sure, al­ge­bra, the al­pha­bet (English above and Inuk­tut be­low), num­bers, and colours. (I loved school. I loved learn­ing about ev­ery­thing. I loved gym, sports, soc­cer, hockey, foot­ball, vol­ley­ball and karate. I got to blue belt and then we went to the mil­i­tary base, and I be­came a Brownie and a Girl Guide. I loved learn­ing about the law, the court sys­tem and the fed­eral gov­ern­ment; about crim­i­nals, be­ing a physi­cian, an ac­coun­tant, a judge; tak­ing care of money and bud­get­ing; astron­omy, sun­shine, min­er­als, wa­ter, ocean, air and clouds. Ev­ery­thing!)

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