In My Anaana's Amautik by Nadia Sammurtok

A brief glossary (with pronunciation) of Inuktitut words is included, along with a website link to further resources.įrom the May/June 2020Horn Book Magazine. This gentle story elevates the feelings of comfort and security that the amautik enables.

It’s the coziest time readers may ever spend in the Arctic. Soft, soothing blues and whites form the backdrop of the illustrations, with bright pops of color, such as buttery-yellow sunshine, and textured bursts of flowers and fuzzy dandelion heads, reflecting the text’s details and mood. In My Anaana’s Amautik by Nadia Sammurtok illustrated by Lenny Lischenko (Inhabit Media, April 7): Without ever leaving the hood of Anaana’s fur parka, this picture book’s toddler narrator describes everything they see, smell, and otherwise sense.

In My Anaanas Amautik by Nadia Sammurtok illustrated by Lenny Lishchenko. The physical closeness of parent and child is reinforced in the warmhearted illustrations it’s because mother and baby are so close that we only see the top of baby’s head, a small hand reaching out from the amautik, and an extreme close-up of anaana’s face as she gives her child a kiss. My Heart Fills with Happiness by Monique Gray Smith illustrations by Julie. Each spread begins with a feeling (“In my anaana’s amautik, I feel warm”), followed by a lyrical comparison (“The warmth of her skin feels like sunshine”), then ending with a message of love (“I love being in my anaana’s amautik”). by Nadia Sammurtok and Lenny Lishchenko 'Nadia Sammurtok lovingly invites the reader into the amautik-the pouch in the back of a mother's parka used to carry a child-to experience everything through the eyes of the baby nestled inside, from the cloudlike softness of the pouch to the glistening sound of Anaana's laughter. by Lenny LishchenkoĪ baby’s perspective of being held in its anaana’s (mother’s) amautik (“the pouch in the back of a woman’s parka where a baby can be carried”) is explored in lulling, sensory-rich text and illustrations.

In My Anaana's Amautik by Nadia Sammurtok