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Y6D The Ways of the Wolf WO3 Immerse L2

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Immerse Lesson 2

Sentence Accuracy

Sentence Accuracy

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the familiar sound of the wolves nearby

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They waited, listening for

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the familiar sound of the wolves nearby

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They waited, listening for

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the bruised shadows of the trees

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The wolf appeared from

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The wolf appeared from

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Hunted in the Tundra

Through the icy mists of the bitterly desolate tundra, two hunched figures made their way across the snowpack. They were surrounded by a frozen sea of white. Narrowing their eyes, they squinted against the blinding brightness around them. This was usual weather in the Arctic environment where they lived, but today, eleven-year-old Amaruq felt peculiar as he trudged along with his elderly grandfather, Katjuk. Today was a special day: young Amaruq was to hunt and kill his first polar bear. As they trekked through the windstorm, he felt his stomach twist with worry. Amaruq knew this was their ancient tradition – harvesting the meat of seals, caribou and polar bears had been the way of Inuit tribes for millennia. He just could not imagine harming an animal that he had always been taught to respect, yet he knew his grandfather was counting on him. Troubled thoughts stirred over his conscience with the whipping wind.

Suddenly, Katjuk grasped his grandson’s arm. “Look, child,” Katjuk said in a forceful whisper. “It is the nanuq, see?” The boy knew exactly what his grandfather meant before he even saw for himself: he knew that nanuq meant ‘master of bears’. There, in the far-off distance, stood the most glorious creature he had ever laid eyes on: a magnificent bear with a shocking, ice-white coat of dense fur. Katjuk handed Amaruq his rifle, which he took, shaking. “It is your destiny to be a hunter, Amaruq. That is why your mother named you after the wolf, you know.” The boy looked back to the pitch-black gaze of the monstrous bear. He lifted the heavy weapon, aimed as he had been taught to, but froze as he stared at his target. Maybe, just maybe, it wasn’t the bear that was the monster here. Trembling with cold and fear, he put the rifle down. “I’m sorry, Papa. I can’t do it,” he muttered, his voice quivering. Katjuk grunted in frustration, and focusing on the distant white shape, he lifted the gun from the ground. He took aim.

“Wait, Papa, please!” Amaruq begged, looking up desperately at his stone-faced grandfather. Narrow-eyed and intense, Katjuk glanced down from the rifle, held straight as an arrow. “Why?” he seethed, angry with Amaruq but trying to remain quiet. He didn’t want to lose a kill that would feed his whole tribe for weeks. “This is what we do. This is what we have always done.” “Well, maybe it doesn’t have to be,” the boy argued, his eyes now as fierce as his grandfather’s. “If we truly share a spiritual connection with these bears – if we really respect them, then we should let him go, shouldn’t we?” Katjuk blinked, then began to falter. Ever so carefully, he allowed the rifle to fall to his side. Together, they watched the bear disappear into the white.

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Illustration 2:The Secret Code of Wolves p8-9

Illustration 1: Wolves in Our Midst p4-5

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Illustration 3:Calls of the Wild p10-11

Illustration 4:Lands of the Wolf p20-21

Illustration 5:Homelands of the Grey Wolf p42-43

Conscience Alley

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the bruised shadows of the trees

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The wolf appeared from

the familiar sound of the wolves nearby

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They waited, listening for