tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37383956.post7767162445203842093..comments2024-01-20T06:49:41.144-05:00Comments on Jen of Nunavut: HEY YOU!jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07870234938205295011noreply@blogger.comBlogger13125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37383956.post-16204660214312956262008-01-09T17:35:00.000-05:002008-01-09T17:35:00.000-05:00I'm not sure when the prize comes Jen, but I vote ...I'm not sure when the prize comes Jen, but I vote for Indigo. Any of the three poems. Nice.Clarehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13941161274230227274noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37383956.post-13240096274806445662008-01-06T15:09:00.000-05:002008-01-06T15:09:00.000-05:00Mr CleanWhen I first came to the north in the eigh...Mr Clean<BR/><BR/>When I first came to the north in the eighties,<BR/>with my southern eyes<BR/>and sensible shoes,<BR/>I did not understand <BR/>why everyone went to the store<BR/>each day<BR/>it was open.<BR/>Anita's father asked her mother<BR/>do you want some of that bald headed guy<BR/>every day for forty years.<BR/>Now<BR/>I go to the store every day<BR/>and <BR/>I do know whyUnknownhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09964448837549767197noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37383956.post-19047492413763269992008-01-06T14:56:00.000-05:002008-01-06T14:56:00.000-05:00Two short entries:Ode to the mineral guys and my e...Two short entries:<BR/><BR/>Ode to the mineral guys and my eyes<BR/><BR/>Diamond dust<BR/>a beautiful sight<BR/>glittering, refracting<BR/>Baffin Island light<BR/><BR/>Crystals floating<BR/>in the air<BR/>like tiny gemstones<BR/>they are everywhere<BR/><BR/>and number 2<BR/><BR/>Don't eat yellow snow<BR/><BR/>the arctic winter is cold, white and dark.<BR/>morning is a vague term in the arctic winter<BR/>the rythms of sleep and a full bladder are the best indication of morning<BR/>the arctic winter is cold, white and darkUnknownhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09964448837549767197noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37383956.post-50770448147217246632008-01-02T11:34:00.000-05:002008-01-02T11:34:00.000-05:00This poem has been bouncing around in my head for ...This poem has been bouncing around in my head for months. Thanks for the excuse to finally get it down!<BR/><BR/><B>I Live Here</B><BR/><BR/><BR/>“Where do you live?” she was asked.<BR/>“In the brown igluvigak by the inuksugak.” was the reply.<BR/>“No, I mean where do you <I>really</I> live?”<BR/><BR/>…...........<BR/><BR/>When we moved to the north, we made a choice<BR/>To come to a place where we would have a voice<BR/>Filling in where we thought there was need<BR/>Leaving behind the traffic and the greed<BR/><BR/>So excited we were to sell all our stuff<BR/>Without it we know we still have enough<BR/>Life is simpler up here and more relaxed too<BR/>If you take the time there’s always something to do<BR/><BR/>Our family and friends we left far behind<BR/>But here in this town we found a new kind<BR/>New family, new friends, a new culture to boot<BR/>We’ve learned so much but our horns we won’t toot<BR/><BR/>We try to learn the language though it is hard<BR/>From daytime lessons as teachers we’re barred<BR/>We know we mess up, but friends give us credit<BR/>They know if they help us eventually we’ll get it<BR/><BR/>As we learn about this culture and this territory<BR/>(It makes both a sad and an uplifting story)<BR/>We notice “southerners” need more comprehend<BR/>And we vow to make a difference to that end<BR/><BR/>We tell them it’s “Noonavoot”, not “Nonavit”<BR/>We want them to see and to be proud of it<BR/>For this place is Canada, our country, our heart<BR/>This place, these people were here from the start<BR/><BR/>The beauty of the land and of the people<BR/>We still find to be more than ample<BR/>Looking out at the horizon as I don my lip balm<BR/>Fills my heart with a sense of abandon and calm<BR/><BR/><BR/><BR/>Although we left things familiar and comfy alike<BR/>And though there are challenges up, down, left and right<BR/>We know we live here, right in this spot<BR/>We will stay until no more spark we have got<BR/><BR/>To think of leaving makes my heart so sad<BR/>I’m just not sure - sometimes it’s so bad<BR/>We love things up here, simple and strange<BR/>When things get too hard, we will make a change<BR/><BR/>But this is the life for now we have chosen<BR/>Here in this beautiful land that is frozen<BR/>And while we live here, no matter how long<BR/>Not visitors, no, - Nunavumiutt strong!<BR/><BR/><BR/>by jennifer of nunablogAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37383956.post-16829548895335501602008-01-01T20:34:00.000-05:002008-01-01T20:34:00.000-05:00Here's a couple verses from a song I wrote about t...Here's a couple verses from a song I wrote about the decision to come up here:<BR/><BR/>When I feel as common as a kitchen<BR/>I stand as tall as god's grand house<BR/>Left the dishes on the counter<BR/>I left you with little else<BR/><BR/>And now the dogs, they just keep barking<BR/>at a sun that never sets<BR/>and my phone's long stop ringing <BR/>but I'm not tired yetKate Novahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02922631587427699587noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37383956.post-66477867269969108322008-01-01T20:32:00.000-05:002008-01-01T20:32:00.000-05:00This comment has been removed by the author.Kate Novahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02922631587427699587noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37383956.post-45013996807533476992007-12-30T02:21:00.000-05:002007-12-30T02:21:00.000-05:00Okay, here it goesWhat do they do on the TundraFor...Okay, here it goes<BR/><BR/>What do they do on the Tundra<BR/>For Fundra? I Wundra<BR/><BR/>No, I stole that from the Wonder Pets.<BR/><BR/>Here is one I just wrote<BR/><BR/>ADAMS SOUND<BR/><BR/>You don’t even notice it at first<BR/>This silence so profound.<BR/>You’re so taken with the red wall of rock<BR/>Rising out of the frozen sea.<BR/><BR/>When you turned off the machine<BR/>To search for the Falcon, a<BR/>Small white blurr against<BR/>This expanse of rock.<BR/><BR/>It is then you realize that <BR/>There is no sound.<BR/>There is always sound!<BR/>Where is it now? <BR/><BR/>There is always sound,<BR/>The hum of lights the laugh<BR/>Of your child at play<BR/>But nothing breaks this vacumn<BR/><BR/>As you squint into the distance, <BR/>And ache for a break in the silence<BR/>It comes on black wings<BR/>Whistling above your head<BR/><BR/>And then you know,<BR/>This, this is what the world sounded like <BR/>When it was young.Clarehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13941161274230227274noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37383956.post-82703220225183483652007-12-29T22:23:00.000-05:002007-12-29T22:23:00.000-05:00I love Jen Oh yes I do!I love Jenand I'll always b...I love Jen <BR/>Oh yes I do!<BR/>I love Jen<BR/>and I'll always be true!<BR/>when she not with me<BR/>I feel blue!<BR/>Cause I love Jen<BR/>And Norman too! <----snuck that one in for the judges... lolJuliehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08547664193387695734noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37383956.post-34091393441464730902007-12-28T23:20:00.000-05:002007-12-28T23:20:00.000-05:00In honor of Norman:Really?Really?Really?twenty-thr...In honor of Norman:<BR/><BR/>Really?<BR/>Really?<BR/>Really?<BR/>twenty-three...Alekshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07526692848354571618noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37383956.post-26534566043150111952007-12-28T22:49:00.000-05:002007-12-28T22:49:00.000-05:00Prizes?? I like prizes! Okay- here is my entry. ...Prizes?? I like prizes! <BR/><BR/>Okay- here is my entry. It is to the tune of "You are my sunshine". Now, you have to sing it outloud as you go through it. It is much better that way!<BR/><BR/><BR/>Where is the sunshine<BR/>That elusive sunshine<BR/>It makes me happpyyyy when days are long<BR/>You’ll never know sun<BR/>How much I miss you<BR/>So please come back to me soooooonn<BR/><BR/>The other night dear<BR/>Or was it at nooooon?<BR/>When I dreamt of grass so green<BR/>When I woke up<BR/>At noon in darkness<BR/>I take my vitamin and cryyyy<BR/><BR/>Where is the sunshine<BR/>That elusive sunshine<BR/>I am going nuts with winter so longgg<BR/>Its only 2 weeks<BR/>Till I get to Faro<BR/>Sun please meet me there soooonnMatt, Kara, Hunter and Cavanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06324456976588255233noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37383956.post-41165641601216584892007-12-28T17:07:00.000-05:002007-12-28T17:07:00.000-05:00LIVING IN THE COLD NORTH BY COLBY SCHWARTZWe live...LIVING IN THE COLD NORTH <BR/><BR/>BY COLBY SCHWARTZ<BR/><BR/>We live in the cold,<BR/>We won’t be here until we are old.<BR/><BR/>We like to play in the snow,<BR/>We yell “sliding we will go”.<BR/><BR/>We live next to a gas bar,<BR/>For snacks, we don’t have to walk far.<BR/><BR/>It gets dark early in the night,<BR/>Soon it will be all light.<BR/><BR/>I take a bus to school,<BR/>I think that it is really cool.<BR/><BR/>I go to school at EMES,<BR/>If you don’t know what it stands for, you have to guess!<BR/><BR/>Ravens sit on our satellite dish,<BR/>Maybe this poem will win me a prize, I wish!<BR/><BR/>By Colby Schwartz, age 6<BR/><BR/>With a little help from MommyAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37383956.post-64645235457281137852007-12-28T16:55:00.000-05:002007-12-28T16:55:00.000-05:00Colby and I are working on it.Colby and I are working on it.Rob, Tina and the boyshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08840954020421165800noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37383956.post-65517688883917628722007-12-28T01:38:00.000-05:002007-12-28T01:38:00.000-05:00Alright Jen and the Judges, looks like your still ...Alright Jen and the Judges, looks like your still up at this early morning hour as well.... <BR/><BR/>Here is my early early morning entry. Just getting back from Christmas Games, so I'm pretty loopy right now.<BR/><BR/>All Along the Arctic Tundra (can you guess what i'm listening to right now? :-) )<BR/><BR/>There must be someway out of here,<BR/>Other than First Air,<BR/>My flight was canceled again,<BR/>I can’t get another seat.<BR/>Aeroplan, they take my points, <BR/>Air Canada, redirected my luggage<BR/>None of them along the line realize how pissed I am.<BR/><BR/>No reason to get excited, I can’t get no Vitamin D, <BR/>The sun is gone below the mountains, it’s hard to see<BR/>I don’t know when it’s day or night, and this is not the end,<BR/>In five short months, the sun won’t go away.<BR/><BR/>All along the Arctic tundra, the ravens keep circling,<BR/>While all the Qadlunaat, wandering blurry eyed came and went.<BR/><BR/>Outside in the distance a Polar Bear did growl, <BR/>Two Hondas were approaching, guns began to sound. <BR/><BR/>Enjoy! :-)Kenniehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00925720047407882803noreply@blogger.com