Saturday, February 20th, 2010 at
4:06 pm
Since I came to Vancouver of the night of the Olympic opening ceremonies on February the 12th, it has been non-stop all the way.
Besides the Olympics Games going on there are many other things people from the city and the visiting world can see and do.
The last couple of days have been very interesting to me as it felt like family day to me.
On… Continue reading
Monday, February 15th, 2010 at
1:12 pm
I have visited the Canada`s Northern House in Vancouver on 602 West Hastings, and yes it is very interesting.
The set up is so that one can see and experience the three northern Territories of Canada.
Walking into the Canada`s Northern House (CNH) one can see the inuksuk made by Peter Irniq of Ottawa, Canada originally from Repulse Bay or Nauyaat, Nunavut.
Since I am originally from… Continue reading
Monday, February 8th, 2010 at
7:03 am
The first time I ever heard the word Olympics was when I as going to school. The teacher proudly showed us a book with pictures of athletes and a runner holding a lit torch.
As the teacher proudly explains what the Olympics is all about, to me it looked so much more like a fairy tale, about strong men and women, but I knew these people, all they did… Continue reading
Tuesday, January 19th, 2010 at
10:38 pm
Sananguaqti was my dad Marc Tungilik`s nickname. His friends called him that and that translates to `The Carver`.
Marc Tungilik was known throughout the community as Sananguaqti, many in Repulse Bay (Nauyaat in Inuktitut), Nunavut that was, though just his friends called him that.
My dad carved every where. He carved indoors when there would be less dust from when he was sanding and polishing. He carved outdoors… Continue reading
Wednesday, January 13th, 2010 at
7:17 am
Marc Tungilik was a great carver of Inuit lifestyle, simply because he lived it. Since birth I have heard the sound of hacking, chipping, sawing, filing and sanding. They were very much a part of our everyday sound around our home when he was carving.
He took the Lord`s Day to heart so Sundays and Holy Days were his rest days.
The way our dad made sure we always had something to… Continue reading