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MEET HAIBU

“Hello, my name is Haibu, and I’m a Mayok, or as most people call us, the ‘People of the North.’ You say my name like if you were saying hello to a ghost: Hi, Boo!

I live way up north, almost as far north as you can go, in a little place not even on a map, called Montooka. It’s a colorful little village, where all the houses are painted brightly. That way we can find them easily when they’re covered by snow. I live with my mom, dad, and brother, Amook. Sometimes Amook picks on me, but I don’t get angry because I know it’s just his insecurities. I’m not exactly sure what that means, but I overheard my parents whispering about it one night.

Anyhaibu … ha-ha, did you get what I did there? So, everyone in Montooka lives by the creed ‘Be Happy, Be Friendly, Be Family.’ I spend most of my days playing and working to be the best I can be at fishing and providing for my family. The problem is, I don’t want to just fish! I want to be Haibu the Adventurer! Haibu the Brave! Haibu the Great! I want villagers all over the world to know my name!

Do you want to know something? They will! Some day, most of the world will know my name, and it’s all because, as you’re going to find out, I have a very special purpose in life.”