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    A tribe of chicken scratch that can be scattered by a wind diminished to ashes by one struck match You wouldn't make a Disne

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    Because I loved reading William Faulkner in college when I discovered in Louise Erdrich a similar depth of voice honest characters and a consistent imaginative setting I fell in love with her writing too In the interest of disclosing bias I

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    Don’t say Tracks contains magical realism a review Tracks takes place in a time when life is changing for Anishinaabeg their land is being parcelled and sold traditional ways of life are beginning to fade as Western religion spreads children are being sent to residential schools and as white folk buy and settle on Indigenous soil racism and violence spread while the landscape is pillaged for lumberThrough Louise Erdrich’s skillful prose

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    Tracks by Louise Erdrich is the first of the Erdrich Medicine Readalong in Instagram and I have enjoyed the discussion so far discus

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    This is only the 2nd book I've read by Louise Erdrich many thanks to Michael a member here on Goodreads as he recommended

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    We started dying before the snow and like the snow we continued to fall The opening sentences of Tracks read like a lament for a dying race as Nanapush summarises its vanishing in a few powerful words He is a nurturing figure in the tribal tradition of communal parenting and a sharman As such he tells of experiences that go beyond the realm of understanding and when addressing his granddaughter Lulu Nanapush makes it clear that issues of t

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    Two people at opposing poles of a small fragmentary society narrate this story yet their accounts agree where they intersectI've met these women when they were older already Their tale will not tow the line Time will spiral we will float like flowers on a pond This year's snow is any year's The constant is loss Yet renewal is also promised softly and sadly in the telling The story takes root in the hearer like a seedI love the ac

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    I haven't known how to review this book I finished it nearly a week ago and every morning I come to my computer and try to write something up Nothing which bears any fruit comes outIt is an incredibly good book I've had books by Louise Erdrich

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    A great read moving evocative really takes you into the hearts and minds of the Native American loss of culture land traditions and how it affected individuals on a personal as well as community level In this reminded me very much of Joseph Boyden's Through Black Spruce esp in its tracing of the path of divisi

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    For centuries the aboriginal people of North America have suffered through countless forms of injustice some brazenly violent others subtly sowing the seeds of despair Loss hunger and sadness are abiding themes that thread through the Native American experience Many did not could not survive through the death and disintegration of their societies You can read about the litany of massacres that took place in the 1860's t

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Set earliest in time within the cycle of her prizewinning and bestselling books Love Medic. A tribe of chicken scratch that can be scattered by a wind diminished to ashes by one struck match You wouldn t make a Disney movie out of genocide would you Then why does Pocahontas exist I was only recently led to this argument by the Internet and it is yet another of many that I wished I had come across much much much earlierThis book has the whole magical realism thing going on like so many other pieces of work not written by white people who have their fantasy their postmodernism their everything but It is an overarching commentary on the laughable uality of superstition myth anything not adhering to the straight and narrow of physics biology science at large but manages to never beg the uestion of institutional bias We spend our lifetimes evaluating ourselves with pieces of paper and scoff at those who cannot comprehend the simple art of bureaucracy New devils reuire new gods It is a matter of my childhood having been steeped in so much horseshit without a single living being to attest to the contrary Girl Scout like Indian Maidens of my elementary years dreamcatchers bought in dollar stores a Wendigo as a particular stirring episode in a horror themed television show without a hint of the word Algonuian or Ojibwe Saulteaux Cree Naskapi Innu Compromised as these words are by colonial tongue you cannot grasp the privileged ignorance of indoctrination without the language that inherently exposes the lie you cannot break your belief without reasoning why You must think of their unyielding surfaces as helpful he offered God sometimes enters the soul through the humblest parts of our anatomies if they are sensitized to sufferingA god who enters through the rear door I countered is no better than a thief A piece of paper declares if you stray here and attempt to live we have the right to kill you A piece of paper insinuates if your biology proves incompatible with our lifestyles we are not reuired to heal you A forest falls from ocean to ocean to provide for many pieces of paper birthed by colonial mindset maintained by conueror s brainwashing proven by death and destruction famine and rape rotting of the bone and rat race of the mind To fight is to become a monster by strength of belief to survive is to self efface by poison of thought to suffer is a given If that is not magic I don t know what is They were moving It was as old Nanapush had said when we sat around the stove As a young man he had guided a buffalo expedition for whites He said the animals understood what was happening how they were dwindling He said that when the smoke cleared and the hulks lay scattered everywhere a day s worth of shooting for only the tongues and hides the beasts that survived grew strange and unusual They lost their minds They bucked screamed and stamped tossed the carcasses and grazed on flesh They tried their best to cripple one another to fall or die They tried suicide They tried to do away with their young They knew they were going saw their end He said while the whites all slept through the terrible night he kept watch that the groaning never stopped that the plains below him was alive a sea turned against itself and when the thunder came then and only then did the madness cease He saw their spirits slip between the lightning sheetsI saw the same I saw the people I had wrapped the influenza and consumption dead whose hands I had folded They traveled lame and bent with chests darkened from the blood they coughed out of their lungs filing forward and gathering taking a different road A new road I saw them dragging one another in slings and litters I saw their unborn children hanging limp or strapped to their backs or pushed along in front hoping to get the best place when the great shining doors beaten of air and gold swung open on soundless oiled fretwork to admit them allChrist was there of course dressed in glowing whiteWhat shall I do now I asked I ve brought You so many soulsAnd He said to me gentlyFetch To live

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Re struggling to keep what little remained of their land Features many familiar characters. I haven t known how to review this book I finished it nearly a week ago and every morning I come to my computer and try to write something up Nothing which bears any fruit comes outIt is an incredibly good book I ve had books by Louise Erdrich on my shelf for many years now I think the first one was Four Souls I picked it up at my alma mater at a book sale brand new Soft covers only 199 if my memory serves me well Over the years as my collection of unread books expanded so did the number of books with Erdrich name on my shelf increase Love Medicine A Plague of Doves Bingo Palace And Tracks eventually from another book sale at my other alma mater 200 a soft cover For no good reason other than having an unreasonable number of unread books I had done nothing than transfer the books from shelf to shelf as I moved around the country and around the cities of my country It didn t help that Erdrich is often compared to Faulkner I have no idea why of course because I have never read any Faulkner this will change soon but Faulkner s most highly regarded work The Sound and The Fury is well known to be difficult I didn t want to read anything difficult perhaps Maybe I didn t want to read anything difficult unless it was written by a white man That s a possibility tooEarlier this year though I read an astonishing book by Toni Morrison After that I read a powerhouse of a novel by Doris Lessing And I found myself appreciating a woman s voice in my head with its patience and observation and keen attention to relationships As I finished The Iliad I knew I needed to reconnect with a strong female character or at the very least be guided by the wisdom of womanhood The Iliad with its senseless destruction of humanity and its brutality felt too grandiose to be real Morrison and Lessing with their keen attention to the sources of destruction the evil of humanity the jealousy of the soul the corruptibility of our ideals not the avarice of the gods felt realThat isn t uite what I got with this bookIt isn t that Erdrich isn t wise She is Wonderfully so And it isn t that Erdrich doesn t seem to understand conflict She clearly does in incredible ways Really truly I loved this novel I think this may be a great triumph of storytelling Erdrich uses two narrators in this story Neither of them are trustworthy One an old man named Nanapush is a wonderful grandfatherly character who appears to be uite foolish by the end of the novel The other a young woman named Pauline descends into a miraculous sad madness as she transitions away from her indigenous culture Both prove to be unsettling when seen through the others eyes both are very suspicious of the other Of course neither is suspicious of themselves Through these two figures we watch this community in North Dakota slowly change as it encounters the modern world and struggles to adaptAnd it really is the story of a community not just of individuals even though the binding figure is an indiviudal named Fleur Pillager Pauline knows her from her childhood when she witnessed her incredible power as a figure and watched her get raped by a group of men oh how she fought back though Nanapush rescued Fleur from starvation and illness in the dead of a North Dakota winter he then adopted her as her only caretaker She fell in love with Eli whose mother then became Nanapush s companion The four of them created an odd family of sorts living on the land of an Indian Reservation Fleur is a powerful creature who for various reasons takes on a mythical role in the community She even perhaps comes across as wild even compared to the rest of her family She scorns the townsite and instead lives in a cabin on her family s plot of land She is stubborn in this resolve and her family must adapt to it by moving into her cabin Here they hunt care for each other discuss the changes in the environment chat about the changes to the world around them insult the white man and make jokes about Pauline who pretends to be a white manThey are also isolatedAnd this isolation is what becomes important though you don t know it You see this is a story about treachery humanity about the expansion of The West into a part of the world that is still grappling with the expansion of The West The plot lurches forward uncomfortably Perhaps it is telling us life even in the face of horrific changes well beyond our control changes that make us feel powerless perhaps life is still worth living thenIt s hard to say really The ending is actually just a beautiful stage for us to interpret It doesn t want to hold our hand and I suspect that Erdrich doesn t want to provide us with some simple philosophy or lesson She deals with the weight of history and its cacophony of nonsense Simple ideas are not helpful when playing with historyI still don t know what I m saying about this novel It is a complex think piece But it is beautiful and powerful and it contains some beautiful and powerful reading Did I mention that the moment I finished reading this book I wanted to start it over again There are treats here for the reader who will read it a second timeI m glad to have read this book Maybe even than glad Discovering Erdrich is one of the great achievements of my reading year thus far If you haven t enjoyed her work just yet do so soon

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Ine and The Beet ueen Tracks takes readers to North Dakota at a time when Indian tribes we. We started dying before the snow and like the snow we continued to fall The opening sentences of Tracks read like a lament for a dying race as Nanapush summarises its vanishing in a few powerful words He is a nurturing figure in the tribal tradition of communal parenting and a sharman As such he tells of experiences that go beyond the realm of understanding and when addressing his granddaughter Lulu Nanapush makes it clear that issues of the here and now and of the past things that are seen and unseen visible and invisible are vital to her understanding of her cultural beliefs and her family and her tribal past Issues of the here and now for the Ojibway are heavily influenced by government policy and Nanapush believes that those policies are intent on making his tribe invisible by assimilation into white cultureDespite its sombre tone it seems to me that the novel ended in hope Lulu returns like a breath of fresh air sniffing the air of home like a pony gathering scent her spirit unbowed by her enforced education in a government school As she rushes to join Nanapush and Margaret the elders envelop her and bind themselves together like a stand of trees before the onslaught of a fierce wind bending but not broken The metaphor of the blizzard of legal forms that now govern the bureaucratised lives of the Ojibway contrasts beautifully with that of the gently falling snow that opens this novel and threatens to herald the vanishing of the tribe The Ojibway have lost a great deal both spiritually and materially but they will survive The final words spoken by Nanapush are ones of continuing resistance to domination and assimilation A beautiful and thought provoking work