We’d Talk Home

Every month, once a month, we’d walk down to the Mission House. They had some kind of an old radio. The radio was in the living room, downstairs. Our parents down Nutak and them places knew when we were going to be on—would be like seven o’clock in the evening, I think, on some channel. We’d talk home. We wouldn’t hear them, but they’d hear us, and we’d tell them what we wanted and all that. In between the talking, Sid Dicker used to sing a song. That’s the one who wrote “Labradorimiut” when he grew up, that’s a popular song now, all the bands today sing it. Some of the kids be crying on the radio, some of them be saying, “I wants another pair of boots, mine is holey.” Mary Metcalfe, she told her parents, “I want some more candies ’cause somebody stole mine!” We

Reflections from Them Days didn’t care what we said! Our parents would send down what we needed. Even though we couldn’t hear our parents, it made us feel happy to be talking to them, and the singing was real good.