Pomiuk, Prince of the North by Alice WalshPomiuk, Prince of the North by Alice Walsh

Pomiuk, Prince of the North

byAlice WalshIllustratorJerry Whitehead

Paperback | September 1, 2006

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The year is 1893, the place is Chicago, and the most fabulous fairthe Earth has ever seen becomes an unusual home for a young Labrador Inuit boy dubbed Pomiuk, Prince of the North, who captures the hearts of the millions of people who click through the turnstiles to see Eskimo Village, one of dozens of living cultures showcased at the exhibition. Just as he did so long ago, Pomiuk's adventures will once again charm and enthrall all those who come his way.

Alice Walsh has published three previous children's books. She lives in Lower Sackville, Nova Sotia.
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Title:Pomiuk, Prince of the NorthFormat:PaperbackDimensions:64 pages, 9 × 6 × 0.2 inPublished:September 1, 2006Publisher:DundurnLanguage:English

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ISBN - 10:0888784473

ISBN - 13:9780888784476

Appropriate for ages: 9

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What I enjoy most is the Ferris wheel. In the evening it is all lit up. Sometimes at night when I gaze across the fairgrounds the wheel is a great glowing circle. Now I wait in a long line of people clutching tickets to ride the big wheel. It can hold more people than all who live in Labrador, and it is as high as the mountains in Nachvak Bay. Finally the wheel comes to a stop. Everybody gets off, and now it is my turn to climb on. I feel excitement when the wheel moves, lifting me high in the air. From here I can see across the park. The people below look as small as birds, and I glimpse acres of large white buildings with steel-and-glass domes. When I return to Labrador, I will tell Kippinguk all about it.