Allan Benjamin is a cartoonist from Old Crow, Yukon.
The big day was November fourth,
when the Olympic Torch came North.
It came up to Old Crow,
where the torch did glow.
Showshoeing is my traditional sport,
so I carried the torch from the airport.
I ran with my snowshoes,
because that’s how I cruise.
Trey is a student from the school,
an’ to carry the torch was so cool.
Trey got to run with the flame,
so he now has a famous name.
Carrying the torch was Stanley’s dream,
as he mushed it with his dog team.
My Mom got to carry the torch,
all the way up to the school porch.
My Mom was a Canadian ski champ,
and finally she got to carry the Olympic lamp.
The Vuntut Gwich’in First Nation,
had put on an Olympic celebration.
At the airport the Canadian Rangers did salute,
then the jet flew to the next torch route.
The Fourth of November,
was a day to remember.