Youth Speak
Caribou Meat
By Valerie Mackeinzo, Grade 5, Déline
One day when it was winter, my cousins, grandma and grandpa,
and I went to the bush with a truck. My grandpa used my cousin’s
skidoo. When we got there, we started unpacking and cleaning
up, and doing dishes.
When we were finished, I went with my cousins went for a
skidoo ride while my grandpa was getting some caribou. He
got some rabbits too. Then some trucks were coming by on
the winter road.
Then my grandpa shot a big caribou and a small one. Then
my grandma cooked some caribou for us. My grandma and grandpa
taught us to cut some caribou, and we started cutting a lot
of big caribou.
We stayed there for one week. When we got back to Déline,
I told my mom that I was cutting caribou, and my mom was
very proud of me. I told my friends and aunties and uncles,
and they were happy too.
Then they took a picture of me.
Fresh Caribou and Tea
By Vanessa Neyelle, Grade 5
The last time I went hunting with my grandpa Charlie Neyelle
was around November 14. We were riding around looking for
caribou for about an hour. Then we saw a caribou and my grandpa
shot it. We tied
the antlers to the skidoo. Then my grandpa cut the caribou
up. We took the ribs and put it on a stick. My grandpa made
a fire, and we boiled
tea and cooked ribs and drank tea.
After we packed up, I turned on the skidoo. Then we put all
the caribou in the sled. We were gone for five hours. My
grandpa and I brought Gina some bush tea, and she loved it.
Caribou
Hunt
By Kristie Ann Modeste, Grade 4, Déline
One day there was a boy named Bobby. He was going hunting,
and saw a caribou. He took his gun, and he shot it. He
was cooking it, and he kept some for the next day. Then a caribou
came to his cabin,
and that caribou went inside his house. It was the caribou’s son.
Bobby must have shot the mom caribou.
Caribou Drawing by Carla Kenny
ELDER STORIES | YOUTH SPEAK | CARIBOU NUTRITION
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