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With resilience, compassion, and humor, the Aleuts responded to the sorrows of upheaval and dislocation. This is the story of Vera, a young Aleut caught up in the turmoil of war. It chronicles her struggles to survive and to keep community and heritage intact despite harsh conditions in an alien environment.
Product Details
| ISBN-13: | 9781439131831 |
|---|---|
| Publisher: | Margaret K. McElderry Books |
| Publication date: | 05/11/2010 |
| Sold by: | SIMON & SCHUSTER |
| Format: | eBook |
| Pages: | 160 |
| Sales rank: | 1,051,447 |
| Lexile: | NP (what's this?) |
| File size: | 2 MB |
| Age Range: | 10 - 14 Years |
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Read an Excerpt
May-June 1942
Summer in Kashega
The old ones, Alexie and Fekla, they say,
"Go, Vera. Go to Kashega. See your mother, your friends.
It is only for the summer," they say.
"Go. Nothing will happen to us."
So I go, eager to visit Kashega,
Riding the mail boat out of Unalaska Bay as Alexie and Fekla Golodoff, and our snug house in Unalaska village, and my photographs and books, my little skiff,
And my twelve handsome chickens,
All fade into the fog.
What War?
I arrive in Kashega. My friends Pari and Alfred squabble over me like a pair of seagulls fighting for a crab claw. My mother greets me like a stranger, with an Americanchin hug, then touches my hair.
There is no sign of trouble here. We have crayon days, big and happy.
The windows sparkle at night.
I had forgotten how a lighted window shines without blackout paper.
The Japanese
They weren't always our enemy. There was a time when the Japanese sailed in and their crews played baseball with our Aleut teams.
But we saw what they were up to. We warned our government about Japanese who charted our shorelines, who studied our harbors from their fishing boats.
Our Japanese visitors expected always an amiable Aleut welcome. But when the hand of friendship was withdrawn,
They took their measurements and made their calculations anyway.
Life in Kashega
In the beginning, when I first moved away to Unalaska village to live with Alexie and Fekla Golodoff, I longed for Kashega. Kashega winter, when the men trap the blue fox. Kashega summer, when they hire themselves out to take the fur seal off the Pribilofs. All the Kashega year, with the boats bringing home sweet duck and fat sea lion.
Kashega autumns splash with salmon swimming into traps to become a winter of dry fish.
Sometimes sheep to shear, sometimes driftwood on the
beach, sometimes an odd job.
And always Solomon's little store, lit by kerosene, where the men drink salmonberry wine and solve the problems of our people.
Solomon's Store
Zachary Solomon ran the Kashega store for ten years maybe.
But when the Japanese attacked Pearl Harbor, Zachary Solomon went to war.
Always a white man has run the store.
But my mother took over when Zachary Solomon left.
And she likes it.
Hot-Spring Memory
"Remember," I ask my mother, "how we visited Akutan
And walked the path up into the hills, passing the boiling springs, climbing higher, to where blossoms framed the steaming pools like
masses of perfumed hair?
"Remember," I ask my mother, "how we waded in? Could we go again?"
"Maybe," she says, never looking up, lost in the pages of Life.
My Mother
My mother never talks about when she was young and she did not listen to the old ways to keep a man safe. How she closed her ears to the Aleut tales.
She never talks about how she met and fell in love with and married a white man, how she sent him to sea without a seal-gut coat. She never talks about the storms driving in and piling up the waves. How time after time she watched from the headlands, fighting the winds, waiting for my father's boat to come in.
She never says how I waited beside her, my fist crushing the seam of her skirt.
And she never, never talks about the day my father did not come home.
Even the Storms
Pari and I sit in the new spring grass watching a storm approach from the distance. "Have you missed Kashega?" she asks.
I nod, remembering the welcoming kitchens, the Christmas star of wood and glass,
The way our laughter crackled on winter nights like sugar frosting, the smell of our skin after a day gathering wildflowers in the summer hills.
Pari pulls me up with both hands, and we race to her house down the mountain path, wind walls rising around us, rain filling the gray cheeks of the sky.
White Orchid
"Last summer," I remind Pari as we dry off in her kitchen. "Last summer you led the way, carrying the fish basket to the far side of the lake. And we gathered bulbs of white orchid."
Pari says, "And Alfred's mother boiled the bulbs for us, and we rolled them in pools of warm fat and ate them with our fingers."
We lick our lips, remembering, and Pari combs out her hair and mine, and we promise to dig orchids again this August
When I get back with Alfred's family from fish camp.
Pari
She is more like my mother than I will ever be.
She likes all things cheechako.
She is only part Aleut, as I am, her father, like mine, a white man.
But while I like to sit with Alfred's family listening to the old stories, Pari prefers the store and my mother and the pages of the Sears and Roebuck catalog.
My Work
I was six when I stood outside Alfred's grandfather's house, where the old ways steep like tea in a cup of hours. Alfred's mother opened the door and gazed down at my small fists hanging by my sides. She understood my wanting. She said I could live in her house sometimes if I needed.
Eva, her daughter, dressed and fed me. She carried me on her hip like a big doll. Alfred, her son, taught me to fish and to row a skiff. The family taught me their stories.
I grew up seeing my mother every day, but spending most of my time in Alfred's house.
"Your work, Vera," Alfred's grandfather told me before I moved to Unalaska village, "your work is to know the ways of our people." I am good at my work.
Why I Left Kashega in the First Place
Not enough children to keep the school open.
And after my father died, I never listened to my mother.
Alexie and Fekla Golodoff, the old man and woman from Unalaska village,
They lived near a school. And they needed a girl
to help them.
Unalaska Village
I tell Pari, "We have a hospital, a post office, restaurants, a movie theater, a store so big you could maybe fit half of Kashega inside it." Pari looks away, jealous.
"The men work as fishermen," I say, "in construction, as longshoremen and hunters. We have a deputy marshal and a commissioner.
We have a church, a beautiful church, which the Golodoffs care for like a blessed child."
"And how do they care for you?" Pari asks.
Life in Unalaska Village
"All our childrens are dead," the Golodoffs told me. "We are old people. We need someone to look out for us."
I clean for them. I carry and chop and fetch for them. I weave fresh grass rugs for them.
And they teach me to make things their way, like the seal-gut pants and the seal-gut coats, and they tell me stories every night. We are rich enough and we are happy enough
And I am away just for a little while to visit my mother and my friends in Kashega when the Japanese change everything.
Text copyright © 2003 by Karen Hesse
Reading Group Guide
A GUIDE FOR READING GROUPS
ALEUTIAN SPARROW
By Karen Hesse
ABOUT THE BOOK
In June 1942, Japanese forces attacked the Aleutian Islands. Within days of the attack, the U.S. military removed the native people of these islands to relocation centers in Alaska's southwest, supposedly for their own protection. Conditions in these camps were deplorable. The Aleuts were held for approximately three years, and many of them died. In a series of short, unrhymed verses, Hesse tells this moving story through the eyes and voice of Vera, a girl of Aleut and Caucasian heritage.
THEMES
Aleuts; Alaska; World War II; Internment/relocation camps; Historical fiction
DISCUSSION QUESTIONS
- Describe Vera's relationship with her mother.
- Read page 103. Why does Vera think music would have helped them in the camp? Do you agree that music holds this power?
- Why is the book named Aleutian Sparrow? See page 93 for help.
- What were the effects on the people and the environment of the relocation in both areas, the islands and mainland?
- If you were forced from your home, what treasured possessions would you take with you? Why?
- In the author's note on page 155, Hesse writes: "The damage done in those three years to the Aleut culture is incalculable." Explain how the culture, not just people and possessions, was damaged.
ACTIVITIES
- What constituted the ecosystem in the area during the time of this story? How is it the same or different today?
- Study Hesse's use of free verse poetry and identify some of her excellent examples of figurative language (similes, metaphors, personification, etc.). Write your own poem based on her free verse model, being sure to include figurative language.
- On page 88, Pari's mother plans to write letters asking for help. Write your own letter, from the point of view of someone at the camp, persuading the government to help correct the unbearable conditions of the camp.
Please visit http://www.emporia.edu/libsv/wawbookaward/ for more information about the awards and to see curriculum guides for other master list titles.
This reading group guide is for classroom, library, and reading group use. It may be reproduced in its entirety or excerpted for these purposes.
Prepared by Amy Brownlee
© William Allen White Children's Book Award
Introduction
A GUIDE FOR READING GROUPS
ALEUTIAN SPARROW
By Karen Hesse
ABOUT THE BOOK
In June 1942, Japanese forces attacked the Aleutian Islands. Within days of the attack, the U.S. military removed the native people of these islands to relocation centers in Alaska's southwest, supposedly for their own protection. Conditions in these camps were deplorable. The Aleuts were held for approximately three years, and many of them died. In a series of short, unrhymed verses, Hesse tells this moving story through the eyes and voice of Vera, a girl of Aleut and Caucasian heritage.
THEMES
Aleuts; Alaska; World War II; Internment/relocation camps; Historical fiction
DISCUSSION QUESTIONS
- Describe Vera's relationship with her mother.
- Read page 103. Why does Vera think music would have helped them in the camp? Do you agree that music holds this power?
- Why is the book named Aleutian Sparrow? See page 93 for help.
- What were the effects on the people and the environment of the relocation in both areas, the islands and mainland?
- If you were forced from your home, what treasured possessions would you take with you? Why?
- In the author's note on page 155, Hesse writes: "The damage done in those three years to the Aleut culture is incalculable." Explain how the culture, not just people and possessions, was damaged.
ACTIVITIES
- What constituted the ecosystem in the area during the time of this story? How is it the same or different today?
- Study Hesse's use of free verse poetry and identify some of her excellent examples of figurative language (similes, metaphors, personification, etc.). Write your own poem basedon her free verse model, being sure to include figurative language.
- On page 88, Pari's mother plans to write letters asking for help. Write your own letter, from the point of view of someone at the camp, persuading the government to help correct the unbearable conditions of the camp.
Please visit http://www.emporia.edu/libsv/wawbookaward/ for more information about the awards and to see curriculum guides for other master list titles.
This reading group guide is for classroom, library, and reading group use. It may be reproduced in its entirety or excerpted for these purposes.
Prepared by Amy Brownlee
© William Allen White Children's Book Award
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