Tämä sivusto käyttää evästeitä palvelujen toimittamiseen, toiminnan parantamiseen, analytiikkaan ja (jos et ole kirjautunut sisään) mainostamiseen. Käyttämällä LibraryThingiä ilmaiset, että olet lukenut ja ymmärtänyt käyttöehdot ja yksityisyydensuojakäytännöt. Sivujen ja palveluiden käytön tulee olla näiden ehtojen ja käytäntöjen mukaista.
Daunis, who is part Ojibwe, defers attending the University of Michigan to care for her mother and reluctantly becomes involved in the investigation of a series of drug-related deaths.
I normally don’t read YA, but this book caught my eye. The story is outstanding, the characters are outstanding, and the writing is outstanding. Worth the read. ( )
3.5 stars. This was a great debut. The problem for me I think was that it was a bit too long and I lost interest in the middle. There were so many things I loved about it. I’m from Michigan so I recognized many of the places that were mentioned and the overall mood. I also loved how the author brought in her own background and shared with us the Native American culture. Daunis was a strong female character and I appreciated her struggles with her identity and who she was. I also enjoyed the banter she had with Lily, as well as the Elders. I just felt that the author had so many great ideas and tried to cram them into one book. I think a few story threads could have been removed and the book would have read better. I would love to see a prequel with Grace and Levi’s story and more about their parents and siblings. ( )
Wonderful, engaging, unpredictable (mostly), and uplifting (totally). I highly recommend this one. I especially recommend the audiobook format, where you can hear the cadence and tone of the indigenous characters. The narrator, Isabella Star LaBlanc, does a masterful job. ( )
Outstanding!!! This book introduces you to a young woman and her culture. You are from page one brought into her culture and that of the lives of the indigenous people in her community.
There is a suicide, murders, and a SA that happens and there are tender moments of new love. From the beginning we are given glimpses of what indigenous peoples have faced at the hands of those that stole their land and subjected them to many inhumane acts based solely on their racist beliefs and views.
I devoured this book and fell in love with the characters, scenery and the author’s writing style. You are going to love this book. I did. ( )
Tiedot englanninkielisestä Yhteisestä tiedosta.Muokkaa kotoistaaksesi se omalle kielellesi.
For my parents, Donna and Henry Boulley Sr., and their love stories
Ensimmäiset sanat
Tiedot englanninkielisestä Yhteisestä tiedosta.Muokkaa kotoistaaksesi se omalle kielellesi.
I am a frozen statue of a girl in the woods.
Sitaatit
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We are descendants—rather than enrolled members—of the Sugar Island Ojibwe Tribe. My father isn't listed on my birth certificate, and Lily doesn't meet the minimum blood-quantum requirement for enrollment. We still regard the Tribe as ours, even though our faces are pressed against the glass, looking in from outside.
When someone dies, everything about them becomes past tense. Except for the grief. Grief stays in the present.
The Seven Grandfathers are teachings about living the Anishinaabe minobimaadiziwin—our good way of life—through love, humility, respect, honesty, bravery, wisdom, and truth.
It's hard to explain what it's like being so connected to everyone and everything here ... yet feeling that no one ever sees the whole me.
"This shit is ugly and messed up and I don't want you anywhere near it." She practically splits in my face, "Go to college. Snag Jamie. Live your nice life."
"Anishinaabe means the Original People. Indigenous. Nish. Nishnaab. Shinaab. Mostly we're referring to Ojibwe, Odawa, and Potawatomi tribes from the Great Lakes area. Ojibwe language is called Anishinaabemowin or Ojibwemowin. Levi calls it Ojiberish." I roll my eyes. "If you hang with him long enough, he'll give you a Nish nickname."
"It's hard when being Native means different things depending on who's asking and why," he says. "And to some people, you'll never be Native enough," I add. "Yeah. It's your identity, but it gets defined or controlled by other people." His words mirror my exact thoughts. What GrandMary and Grandpa Lorenzo took from me when they meant to exclude my dad. Jamie meets my eyes and I know that we see each other.
"Kindness is something that seems small, Daunis, but it's like tossing a pebble into a pond and the ripples reach further than you thought."
"I never live anywhere long enough to find out what normal feels like."
Some Elders speak Anishinaabemowin while they work on puzzles together. Others speak English, with Ojibwe words added liberally like salt on bland food.
"Stay here, good pony." He pats the hood of his car as we begin our adventure.
Each lie is a fish, with a bigger fish swallowing the one preceding.
It feels petty of me to take satisfaction in the comparison, but I ride that petty horse all the way back to the hotel.
It's a perfect Labor Day: one last glorious, cloudless day. As if the summer days when rain chilled your bones were in exchange for this. Lake Superior is calm, with only minuscule waves teasing the shore.
Heather's eyes are half-shut. Her laughter is hollowed out. Paper thin, empty inside.
Heather Nodin leaves me at the bonfire, where I seethe over truths I cannot tell.
The downside of hanging out with the guys is that they're super gross. If I had a dollar for every fart that I've endured around them, I wouldn't need a trust fund.
All I know is that her fragile emotions are like pond ice during spring thaw.
When you love someone, but don't like parts of them, it complicates your memories of them when they're gone.
People say to think seven generations ahead when making big decisions, because our future ancestors—those yet to arrive, who will one day become the Elders—live with the choices we make today.
"I used to be with this one guy. I thought the sun rose just to shine light on him. He was handsome and smart and the life of the party. But oh, when we fought ... it was so bad." She shivers and pulls the coat around her more tightly. "He consumed all the oxygen in the room and left nothing for me to breathe. If the sun dared to shine on me instead of him, it was my fault. The only way to keep him happy, to see the version of him he was when other people were around, was to make myself small."
"Honor your spirit. Love yourself."
"Children are never to blame for their parents' lives. Parents are the adults; we are the ones responsible for our choices and how we handle things."
"Even inaction is a powerful choice."
Mathematics, like science, has a language.
To know truth is to accept what cannot be known.
"It's important to know the truth, even when it makes us feel sad."
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Tiedot englanninkielisestä Yhteisestä tiedosta.Muokkaa kotoistaaksesi se omalle kielellesi.
Daunis, who is part Ojibwe, defers attending the University of Michigan to care for her mother and reluctantly becomes involved in the investigation of a series of drug-related deaths.
Regardless, this was an incredible story and the mystery was well-woven. Not too ridiculous or too shallow. I loved the ending. ( )