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A few months ago, I found out that someone I know second-hand was downsizing his books collection and getting rid of more than a hundred folk-and-fairy-tale books. So obviously I took the lot off his hands. Something like half of them I took away to the thrift store immediately because they were clearly poor-quality (culturally appropriative "retellings" by a white person of stories not from their cultural background, for example) or because I already owned a copy. But that still leaves a large pile of books! I don't want them to just molder unread on my shelves forever, so I'm making a stab at reading through all of them, or at least making a start at all of them before deciding if they're worth keeping or not. So here's a first look at three books from the collection I'm keeping. More forthcoming in future reviews, hopefully!

Tales the Elders Told: Ojibway Legends, by Basil H Johnston

A nice little collection of stories, put together by someone who is himself Ojibwe. Enjoyable and quick read. Mostly animal stories, and a number of them are the sort of story explaining why something is the way it is. Originally published by the ROM back in the 80's apparently, which is interesting! I didn't know that was the sort of thing they did. Oyate (which is "a Native organization working to see that our lives and histories are portrayed with honesty and integrity") thinks well of this book, which is nice to hear.

Tales from the Igloo, edited & translated by Maurice Metayer

One of those collections of stories which are traditional to a specific people group but with an editor who is not from that culture, which can be so variable in reliability. This one, which is from the 1970's, says the right things in the preface about being as faithful as possible in translating the stories recorded from the Inuit tellers, but also the foreword and preface contain that uncomfortable mix of trying-really-hard-to-not-be-racist-while-being-obviously-racist. So. Not 100% sure how much I trust this book, but it's definitely at least making an effort? At any rate, I'm interested in how, in this collection, I was so rarely able to predict whether characters would end the story alive or dead, punished or victorious.

Black Folktales, by Julius Lester

This is a book of African American folk stories clearly written by a black person for a primarily black audience, and I respect that. It kind of gentles you in but by halfway into the book it is not messing around with its powerful language and imagery around white-black relations. This is not the kind of folktale book that gets paternalistically handed to white children to teach them about the ~quaint~ ways of other folks. But the author talks in the introduction about how this collection isn't just for black people, it's for everyone, and I appreciate him welcoming me in to hear his stories too.
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Back in the days after I'd started keeping a list of all the books I read each year but BEFORE I started posting reviews of them, I kept desultory personal notes (ranging from a single word to quite a few paragraphs) on some of the books. And I always vaguely forget I have, and forget where exactly to find them, and I'd like to just have them on my dw so they're FINDABLE again for me. And also some of you might find these interesting/amusing? (N.B. some of these contain what I would now classify as INCORRECT OPINIONS.)

SO HERE'S THREE YEARS' WORTH OF BOOKS IN ONE POST, OKAY GO.

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SO I just sobbed my way through reading the entirety of From Anna. I...I don't know if I can write anything like a coherent review of this book.

I used to reread this book ALL THE FRICKIN' TIME as a kid but I haven't read it for years and years at this point. And wow I had forgotten how thoroughly I identified with Anna.

This book was exactly the book to speak to me as a child: a book about a girl who was awkward and shy and slow and weird, who everyone saw as standoffish and cold, who felt out of place everywhere. I didn't cry when I read it as a kid, and I didn't think about myself as identifying with Anna. But to read a book about a girl like that and to see her slowly find herself over the course of the book, to see people who genuinely care about her for who she is, to see her growing in confidence in her own abilities and in her worth, to see her find friends and happiness - yeah, I am completely unsurprised my younger self read it so often.

So of course rereading it now as an adult is cause for copious crying. I don't know quite how to quantify my emotions. I still overidentify with Anna, but at the same time I'm apart and looking at her from a distance and feeling hella protective of her (and by extension of my younger self). And I just - idk, FEELINGS. ALL THE FEELINGS. AGH. I'm still all weepy. ANNNAAAAAAAAA. ANNA 5EVER.

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