Patricia Storms in Nunavut

How do I describe my unforgettable experience in Nunavut? Do I mention the astoundingly smart Kiana, who knew that J.K. Rowling was indeed richer than the Queen? What about the gallant young Tristan, who upon meeting me, immediately introduced himself, shook my hand, and told me with great assurance that he wanted to be a writer and cartoonist one day? And how could I not mention the wondrous Roy, full of joy and enthusiasm, in spite of being so tiny for his age, and having to wear hearing aids in both his ears?

So many stories are spinning inside my head, and I want to tell them all. But I will try to contain myself, because that’s what I’ve been trying to do, ever since I returned to Toronto. But it’s been very difficult – so many times I have wanted to grab strangers in the street and shout, “I’ve been to Nunavut, and I’ll never be the same!”

One particular story does make me smile. After finishing up a presentation for the Grade 6’s at the Aqsarniik Middle School in Iqaluit, one of the students told me that today was the birthday of Nancy, the teacher for the next class about to come in. With that gem of information, at the last minute I decided to change my cartooning workshop for the afternoon. Instead of drawing monsters, I asked all the children to please draw a birthday card for their teacher Nancy. I showed them all how to make a card, and drew examples of cartoons for a birthday card pictures, but so many kids had their own amazing ideas. Oh the look on Nancy’s face as each child proudly gave her their card at the end of the class!

Nunavut was indeed a life-altering experience for me. Never have I seen such beautiful mountains and such astounding sunrises. But it is the people, both young and not so young, who will stay with me forever.