Everyone started shooting, and they had their caribou. They came to us.

The people in Barrow thought we would starve.

Other villages think we are millionaires, but we are not. We are still living at poverty level.

The oil is good in some ways.

They had kicked the door in. Evidently they had set the pulpit on fire and went out the front door.

I don't know what's going on. It's just sickness.