Nanuk sighs and tries a few running steps towards the white landscape
that extends to the horizon. But the many layers of his clothes make him slow.
This will be his last winter with his parents at the Polar Circle, he thinks.
Next year he will be old enough. Next year they will send him to school
to the mainland. And he won't be able to come home very often.
Only for much too short holidays.
That's how he saw it with his cousins and younger aunts and uncles in the
past five years of his young life.
past five years of his young life.
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