I only read this book with my children now, with whom I can have long and repeated conversations about the problems. I try to replicate the suggestions made by teachers in Alaska who are of different cultures I point out the problems in the illustrations and talk about the problem of white people telling Indigenous stories.
I feel angry at the publishers who tried to market it as an Indigenous book when published I am angry at myself for believing them (until the internet emerged and I did an MLIS and could research things.) I no longer believe the publisher's early implied claims, needless to say. Reviews I've read by Indigenous teachers say they read the book with their students and point out the problems in the illustrations (multiple Indigenous cultures are represented in one character and imagery is inconsistently applied.)Īs a settler myself, I have strong misgivings about this book. It was fact-checked by University of Montréal. The publisher clearly knew the identities of the two creators was problematic. The illustrator is not only not Indigenous but taught at a residential school (she calls it a boarding school, as white settlers complicit in cultural genocide do.) The narrative is gorgeous and playful I've read it to children in library storytimes and to my own children. Rules that don’t make sense.I bought this book after first encountering it at the library, where I worked when I was an undergrad student. Cliques or clubs that don’t have room for you. People who think they know all the answers. Animals of all stripes, except for the blood-sucking monsters of Wisconsin-mosquitos. “I like planting poppy seeds along the rip rap on Lake Michigan, hiking, adventures with my grandkids, exploring, and reading. I celebrate from the first day until the last, though I do share my birthday with two famous presidents.” I picked this style because I like it and. On a bad day, it looks like a UFO experiencing a mechanical breakdown. On a good day, it looks like birthday ribbon. The sky is a very good place for an author to live.” My perch is on the fourth floor, which is super high for Port Washington, so I live in the sky. I live in a perch I call “The Crow’s Nest,” right on the harbor. “Port Washington, Wisconsin, a little harbor town.
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