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Sunday, September 10, 2006

Why I'm Loving Iqaluit

Yesterday, my wife and I brought our kids to mass registration. It's a large event held at one of the local arenas whereby community clubs and organizations have tables set up in order to recruit new members. Not a bad idea.

One of the reasons we had come to Iqaluit was the opportunities that could be had here (compared to where we were living before). So we went to mass registration planning on enrolling our kids in something fun and worthwhile. Of course, our kids are very young so there wasn't a whole lot available to them, but it was nice to see what they can avail of in just a few years, and we did sign both up for gymnastics and possibly hockey for our daughter.

I, on the other hand, ended up signing up with a writer's group. I had no idea Iqaluit had such a thing and was more than pleasantly surprised. Even more surprising, those that run it, also run a local theatre group to which I also signed up. The last time I acted was way back in grade 3 when I brought the house down with my Santa Claus persona (I swear I wasn't a chubby kid), so this could be interesting. Now acting isn't completely foreign to me, my mother runs and performs in a dinner theatre and my sister has been in a couple of musicals, so we'll see if I get the acting gene or not. As for the writing club, I'm really psyched. I'll let you know how it turns out, and share some of my writing from time to time.

6 comments:

Helmut said...

Wait a minute, when did you go to Iqaluit? I thought you lived in Central?

Did I miss a post?

John Mutford said...

Ha, I think you've missed several! (But that's okay). We moved here in early August.

Qurios said...

Do not forget about the time you masterfully portrayed the Humpty Dumpty potato chip mascot at our local grocery store. You even had a little kid convinced you were but a mere statue while you crouched, hiding those scrawny black pantyhose-clad legs. Too bad she screamed when you popped up to greet her. I doubt she has eaten a potato chip since.

John Mutford said...

Looking back, portraying Humpty Dumpty as a angry Russian marxist may not have been such a good idea.

Barbara Bruederlin said...

You are going to have a fun winter, my friend, possibly even more fun than your kids! A writers' club sounds like such a fun idea, slurping wine, critiquing people's works, or is that just the writers' club inside my head?
I do hope there will be a role in the play for a Marxist potato chip.

John Mutford said...

If the play doesn't have a marxist potato chip, I'll convince them that it needs one.