Sounds like Sheldon’s new catchphrase, doesn’t it? But it isn’t. It’s the title of a book I read aloud to Mom. I referenced it during StoryADayMay when it prompted story 29. It’s also what the Inuit call (or did call, at the time the book was written) non-Inuit.
KABLOONA is a heavily edited production based on masses of notes, sketches, and photographs brought back by Gontran De Poncins, a French aristocrat who went to the Arctic to find inner peace. SPOILER ALERT: He found it.
Sadly, he came back to “civilization ” in 1939, just in time to head back to France for the beginning of World War II.
When I first started reading it, Mom said, “I don’t know about this one.” (We usually read mysteries.) I said, “When you used to have me bring you books on disc, you always wanted ones set in other countries or other times. This is right up your alley.”
We hadn’t read more than a few chapters before we were hooked. Poncins’ style is lyrical and visceral, detailed and overarching.
The Eskimo is never at a loss for reasons to linger by the way. Because his life is hard, his leisure is precious; and except among peasants and common laborers, there is no such pleasure taken from an hour’s idleness in our civilized world.
So I would say, “You want to watch television, you want to watch a video, or you want to Kabloo?” And Mom would say, “Oh, let’s Kabloo!” So we would. We were sorry to come to the end of the adventure. Mere fiction can’t compare.
A WRITING PROMPT FOR YOU: Where would your main character go to find inner peace?