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A review by charlyreads
American Indian Stories by Zitkála-Šá
3.0
“For the white man’s papers I had given up my faith in the Great Spirit. For these same papers I had forgotten the healing in trees and brooks. On account of my mother’s simple view of life and my lack of any, I gave her up, also. I made no friends among the race of people I loathed. Like a slender tree, I had been uprooted from my mother, nature, and God.”
This short book is combing Zitkála-Šá’s childhood memories, her short stories, and her poetry, painting the origin story of her activism, political, and writing career. The short stories felt somewhat disjointed and had a rather distant narration style. I was most drawn in by the memories about her childhood, where she leaves her family and reservation to attend a residential school run by Quaker missionaries. I would have been interested to learn more about her growing up and finding her purpose as she seems to be a remarkable woman.
This short book is combing Zitkála-Šá’s childhood memories, her short stories, and her poetry, painting the origin story of her activism, political, and writing career. The short stories felt somewhat disjointed and had a rather distant narration style. I was most drawn in by the memories about her childhood, where she leaves her family and reservation to attend a residential school run by Quaker missionaries. I would have been interested to learn more about her growing up and finding her purpose as she seems to be a remarkable woman.