Inuit culture

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Inuit culture

Inuit culture

GENDER ROLES AND CLOTHESThe gender roles of the Intuit people are traditional, the women take care of the children and cooks food and the men are out hunting. Still there were numerous women that went out hunting with the men. The Inuit women are ready for marriage at puberty while Inuit men are ready for marriage when they become productive hunters. A household in the Inuit culture is flexible; it might consist of a man and his wife, a man, his wife and her/his parent and so on. Every household has its overhead that is in charge. This head of the household is often an elder and respected man. The Inuit made clothes and shoes from animal skin. The clothes were sewn together using needles made from animal bones. Some Inuit, the hood of an amauti, was traditionally made extra large, to allow the mother to carry a baby against her back. There are different styles in the regions; it varies from different shape of the hood to different length of the tails. Boots could be made of caribou or sealskin, and designs varied for men and women.

LEGENDS AND MYTHSLegends and myths have been passed down through generations for many years. The telling of stories is a big part of the Inuit culture. Inuit stories tells us to respect the spirits, some are about the souls of the animals and tell us about how the land animals and the sea animals don't belong together. One of the most famous stories is the story of the origin of the Mother of the Sea. This is a typical Inuit story because it explains how the Sea got its goddess. And in the story we are suppose to find out how to sooth the spirit of Neirrivik.

THE KAYAKThe Kayak is an example for the Inuit’s technological ingenuity that made it possible for them to live on a difficult country of the Arctic. Those Kayaks was used to hunt for animals rather than it were means to their transport. The Inuit build these boats from the materials with just hands. Generally it is just wood and with Arctic Willow for the ribs. The frame parts of boat is pegged and/or lashed together with sinew or sealskin cord. Also nowadays with nylon line.

THE STORY OF THE ORIGIN OF THE MOTHER OF THE SEA. Nerrivik had married a bird, a kind of sea gull. They went off together to live on a small island. Every morning, the husband went out hunting. While his wife waited patiently for him to return, she scraped skins with the ulu (an Inuit woman’s all-purpose knife) which would be used for tents. Now and then her parents came to see her. The sea gull had been in the habit of wearing glasses when he came home. His eyes were indeed hideous. But one day he came back without the glasses. “Have you ever seen my eyes?” he asked his wife, and he laughed. She was intrigued and she looked at him. But when she saw how ugly his eyes were, she burst into tears and couldn’t stop crying. Her parents urged her to flee in a little sealskin boat while the sea gull was out hunting."So, one evening they hurriedly left the island. But when the sea gull returned and saw that his wife had left him, he became very angry. He set out after her and soon caught sight of the boat. He quickly reached it and flew so close that he brushed against it. The parents were afraid, and the father decided to throw his daughter into the sea. This was done. No sooner than she was in the water, than she clung to the boat and almost made it tip over. The father then took his heavy, broad knife and chopped her fingers off one by one. Nerrivik tried hard to hold on but slowly slipped down into the water. Her parents were then able to finish their journey in peace."After sinking to the bottom of the sea, Nerrivik became the goddess of the waters. It is certain that she answers the prayers only of the great shamans. Only they know how to talk to her, to soothe her, to arrange the bun at the back of her neck properly, and to sweep her house. Her fingers and hands became the sea animals, the seal, the walrus and the whales.”



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