Her quest for justice started early
Nightmares from harrowing years as an Inuit exile haunt her, but Martha Flaherty will not back down
IQALUIT–A child resisted.
The white people running things on the journey to exile expected quiet submission from the Inuit and usually got it. There were no translators, so there was no use complaining. That wasn't how Inuit preferred to do things, anyway.
When they were herded into a damp, dimly lit hold and told to sleep on the steel floor, they made the best of the accommodations.
When medical staff told exile families to strip down in groups for their health exams, they suffered the humiliation in silence.
They did as they were told.