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This is an excerpt from a short story by Eric. It was actually written down by his father, David, as Eric recounted each day’s highlights during his first long canoe trip in the
Hi, my name is Ayalik. Or you can call me Eric – that’s my Qallunaaq name. I’m five years old. I’d like to tell you other kids about my canoe trip last summer. We flew in from my home in
If you ask me what the best part of the trip was, I say paddle, rapids and fish. I have my own paddle and sometimes I paddled. I’m really strong – wanna see my muscles? I caught lots of fish with my new orange fishing rod, but I especially remember the first one, my first ever. I could hardly believe I had a fish on my hook and it took a long time to bring it to the canoe. It was a really big trout. Good thing I was using a really strong hook.
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One time we stopped at a place beside the river where some people just like my great-great-grandparents used to live. There were stone rings where they had their tents, and big piles of rocks where they used to keep the meat or fish they caught. There was nobody there today. Most of the land we saw looked like nobody had ever been there.
There was lots to see. I saw big fish that had eaten little, tiny fish. I saw some birds trying to catch little fish to eat. I saw where spiders had built their webs over some empty lemming holes. I didn’t see a single lemming this year, but lots of old nests, though. I saw big and small lakes and rivers and every day we marked on the map where we camped. I saw the wind blow the ice across the lake one day one way, so it piled up on the shore, then switch and blow it across the other way the next day. While I was learning all this cool stuff, I tried to teach my Dad about Pikachu and Squirtle, but it was hopeless. After three weeks, I was glad when the float plane came to get us again, to fly home, but for sure it was a really fun trip. If you can, get your Mum or Dad to take you on a canoe trip up here.
Bye now.
