Patrick Poib is a fun loving little polar bear. Patrick lives in Greenland in the icy cold tundra with his mother Polly Poib, and his dad, Pete Poib. In their little igloo they play around, eat and sleep, but when they are not in their igloo they are out cloud gazing, on the weekends. They always eat either fresh caught fish for all of their meals, or they eat yummy Eskimos that hunt caribous. Polly and Pete have the same job, they’re igloo builders. Polly designs the houses, and Pete builds them. Patrick goes to school and walks home or takes the sled with his friend Linda the lemming. The Poibs, at the end of the day, meet up in their igloo and eat lunch all together.
One day a strange thing happened, more than strange, it was almost something that has never happened in Greenland; Patrick’s house started to melt. It was during summer, which is not very hot though, but still sunny, but this has never happened before. Greenland’s normal temperature outside is -27° Celsius to 5° Celsius; it is always cold! Now the sun is getting even stronger, and it has reached the highest it has ever been in Greenland! It was during the night when Patrick’s igloo started melting, the first sign of it was the water dripping from the ceiling; it only dripped on Patrick, but he ignored it. The next night Patrick was soaking wet and his home was wearing out and barely had a ceiling anymore; the Poib family woke up in the middle of the night, and saw the dark sky and the dwarf trees surrounding
Brian was a 13 year old boy who’s plane crashed in the woods in Canada. It was fall and no one was around to help him. He was left to try to survive. He built a shelter to live in. He constantly had fires going to keep himself warm. He had some survival stuff such as cooking pots, a hunting knife, forks, spoons, a first aid kit, a cap, fishing line, lures, hooks, sinkers and packets of dry food. Brian learned warning signs such as when it was getting cold. He also got warnings that something wasn’t right. One instance of that was when Brian’s rifle stopped working. The warning he got was when he felt a touch on his cheek. That resulted in him learning how to make bows and arrows. He hunted various animals such as rabbits, deer, and mule. To keep wolves away, Brian marked his territory. Living in the woods gave Brian a lot of work to do. Such as when he had to fix his shelter after a bear came to steal some of his food. He had a skunk living next to him who sprayed the bear away. To get food, Brian had to hunt and kill animals. Winter came and Brian’s cloths were ruined. Brian was forced to hint in the snow. It got so cold that when he spit, the salvia bounced on the ground. He celebrated Thanksgiving with ribs from a mule. In the end, he comes to a crude log shelter. Someone was living there. The man, who was living there, took him in and shared some of his food with Brian. Brian is
Ehrlich says, “The retreat and disappearance of glaciers-means we’re burning libraries and damaging the planet…” (89). The author includes this deep thought burning quote to the reader to explain that there is a problem with the loss of all this environmental information these ice masses hold. Ehrlich makes this inference to repulse and further engage the reader into this natural disaster. Then follows step by step the effects melted glaciers would have upon the Earth. She starts with the Albedo effect, continues to the loss of ice and snow, and finishes with, “our sources of fresh water will disappear” (90). This addresses the effects aspect, but also appeals to audience, due to the fact that humans cannot live without freshwater. The author uses the human items of an air conditioner and sponge to dramatize the consequences of contraction glaciers.
brutal winter. “Many mornings he had waked to find a coating of white on the cabin roof. Today
With his arctic home melting away, this majestic-yet-adorable, pathos-stirring polar bear mascot begins his journey. We first see him stranded on a sheet of ice. The glaciers are melting; chunks are falling into the ocean. The camera pans backward as our bear begins to swim for it, and as he swims we are shown the vastness, the beauty, and the solitude of his home, as well as the confusion and alarm this bear must be feeling. Polar bear fans are in awe. Animal activists are glued. Nature-lovers and environmentalists are captivated. Nissan successfully reaches its target audience with a simple melody and stunning scenes.
In the cold December, when the land is white with snow, my children’s children go to play on Bloody Ice. Its incarnadined surface is a source of mystery, another one of our town’s curiosities. Sixty years ago—but how my memory dims!—I saw the red take hold. I saw wicked things rising from the lake, and when they left, they took my brother with them.
Kolbert provides compelling evidence of Global Warming in the Arctic from her hands-on experience accompanying scientists in the field. From the storm surges that threaten the Alaskan village of Sarichef to the warming (and even melting!) permafrost, the evidence all point to the irrefutable fact that the planet is warming up extraordinarily fast. In fact, the Keeling Curve gives us a rather explicit visualization of how greenhouse gases levels (CO2, in particular) are rising at unprecedented rates.
No one was prepared for this: The storms were meant to come next month, and yet it seems that God has played a trick on us, leaving us entirely at his mercy. Everyone here is trying to be as close together as possible to share any ounce of heat that can be sustained. The shelters we built were a feeble attempt at any proper haven that would keep the chill out, yet even the smallest gap in the shelters made the cold barge in, leaving us all as a shivering cluster in the snow. Whilst trying to find more wood to build the shelters, my leg skid across the raw ice that coated some areas of the ground, and left me with a gaping tear in both of my knees, stinging with an insufferable ache when the cool wind whips my bare skin. Yet that seems to be the least of my concerns as I observe William, my little brother. He has grown weary and feeble, his skin looking paler with each passing day. I tried to tell father, but he was so busy trying to plan what to do with the other men that I did not manage to get him away for a quiet moment. I gave William my additional quilt, but he barely clings on to it, as if he has lost all strength in his body. He doesn’t even take any food into his system, even as I try to coerce him into eating, and by the time we are meant to settle in for a dark night of an attempt to sleep, someone has already eaten
Suddenly my eyes flew open, the coldness slowly lingered away. My body felt warm. Almost as warm as how my mouth felt the last time I had sipped on my grandmother's tea. My grandmother always told me to have faith and to believe in the end everything would be alright. I felt the frigid saltwater against my skin. “Where am I?” I thought to myself. I couldn’t quite recall what had happened nor where I was. All that I could recall was hearing screams of innocent children and parents trying to comfort
The viking norse colony in greenland lasted for approximately 500 years and vanished with experts today still trying to figure out what caused them to disappear, these are the reasons that are believed to have contributed to their death. It was not one mistake but rather many simple but costly mistakes, many of which are repeated in history. Failing to adapt was a big killer as the clothing recovered from era was not suitable for the climate. This was largely because the norse experienced a “mini ice age” in which the temperature fell by just a few degrees proved to much for the norse vikings.
What I think igloos are, are snow homes made out of actual snow. Igloos no longer exist they were mainly made in canada by inuit people. Canada is found in the north above the united states. Some igloos can have fires inside but since igloos are insulators they do not melt in any sort of way. I think igloos are very cool but how do they not melt with fire inside well they have very thick blocks of snow but that’s not all they have very good insulators .Any igloo could be built on to,but you would have to knock down the top of the igloo. To build a igloo it would take a short time for a real constructor or architecture to build.
A lone candle burns into the senseless night. Its wax trickling down its side. I stare at the clock and it is barely half past nine, yet time seems to stand still. I stare at the window and investigate the nasty mesmerizing blizzard falling outside my window. I could not grasp anything other than the snow. All I can do is moan as each passing second this bloody snow lingers and destroys my vision of a perfect Christmas, in which Santa would come and visit me in my sleep. At the time I was only four but I treasured Christmas and the snow surrounding it. Little did I know the damage that it would entail into my life.
It was a frigid day in December. I wore so many clothes that I looked like a penguin. Every breath I took makes a small cloud and scattered. The gloves I worn seemed to be mildness like paws. The buildings behind me were covered by the thick snow. The wall became more brick-red because of the spotless white snow. Some snowflakes drift down on my hair gently. The snow was heavy, but not much wind. My friends bounced from worm house and laughed to me. “We should build a snowman. The snow is heavy enough.” One of my friends advised. We all cheered and started to pile the snow together.
igloo [Credit: © Fred Bruemmer]temporary winter home or hunting-ground dwelling of Canadian and Greenland Inuit (Eskimos). The term igloo, or iglu, from Eskimo igdlu (“house”), is related to Iglulik, a town, and Iglulirmiut, an Inuit people, both on an island of the same name. The igloo, usually made from blocks of snow and dome-shaped, is used only in the area between the Mackenzie River delta and Labrador where, in the summer, Inuit live in sealskin or, more recently, cloth tents.
The Arctic is global warming’s canary in the coal mine. It is a highly sensitive area which is profoundly affected by the changing climate. The average temperature in the Arctic is rising twice as fast as elsewhere in the world (nrdc.org). Because of this, the ice cap is getting thinner, melting away, and rupturing. Here is an example of this; the largest ice block in the Arctic, the Ward Hunt Ice Shelf, had been around for 3000 years before it started cracking in 2000 (nrdc.org) By 2002, the Ward Hunt has cracked completely through and had started breaking into smaller pieces. The melting ice caps are affecting the earth and its inhabitants in many ways. In this paper, the following concepts and subjects will be
On a snowy and windy night, I was at Barnes & Noble in Green Bay with my friends, Alan and Karina. Christmas music played overhead, the smell of hot chocolate and freshly brewed coffee wafted over, the customers were kind and cheerful, and snow was beginning to blanket the parking lot outside. We were sitting near the cafe wrapping books to support their mom’s school fundraiser. I stared outside and remembered my mom’s warning of the large snowfall that was almost upon us. Around 7:15, the snowflakes were becoming larger and we could barely see outside the window.