Fourth Grade
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Welcome to Inuit, Part 3
It didn't take long before the wagon was well outside of the town. The rattle of the wheels and the clopping of the horse's hooves were almost as lulling as the gentle rocking of the wagon itself. Nathan realized that his brother was finally quiet. He looked back and saw him sound asleep, his head resting on Mom's lap. Burt seemed to think Dad was getting the hang of driving. He half-turned so he could speak to the rest of the family.
"What kinds of lessons will we be getting at this place?" asked Mom.
"They try to be thorough; you'll have lessons in traditional hunting methods, butchering, skinning, and tanning. You'll learn how to build a fire and a home. You'll learn about native plants, first aid, and more. It will be time well spent."
Mom nodded. "Will we all learn to ride horses and drive a wagon there, too?" Mom asked.
Burt nodded, and Mom smiled with satisfaction. They were quiet for the remainder of the drive.
The sun was creeping toward the horizon when they pulled around the bend and saw the busy camp spread out ahead of them. A large campfire was starting to burn near the scores of teepees.
At the other end of the camp, a huge corral contained a large herd of horses. Groups of children raced through the camp. A cry of greeting went up as people noticed the wagon.
"Looks like we're just in time for supper," remarked Burt.
