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The touching story of a young, mortally ill priest who spends his last days working among the Kwakiutl Indians of British Columbia. Amid the grandeur of the remote Pacific Northwest stands Kingcome, a village so ancient that, according to Kwakiutl myth, it was founded by the two brothers left on earth after the great flood. The Native Americans who still live there call it Quee, a place of such incredible natural richness that hunting and fishing remain primary food sources. But the old culture of totems and potlatch is being replaces by a new culture of prefab housing and alcoholism. Kingcome's younger generation is disenchanted and alienated from its heritage. And now, coming upriver is a young vicar, Mark Brian, on a journey of discovery that can teach him-and us-about life, death, and the transforming power of love.… (more)
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Overall, a very good read, with lots to reflect over.
This book is a gem and reminded me of Willa Cather at her best. Yes, it's sad, and that is known from the first page, but the unfolding of the story leaves the reader feeling a bit blessed herself.
The central character is Mark, a young priest, who does not know he has a fatal illness and a limited life expectancy. He is sent by his bishop, who knows of Mark’s illness (although Mark does not know), to serve a remote congregation of Native American’s living along coastal British Columbia. Mark is clearly an outside but he has a certain maturity as he enters into the Native community, getting to know them, and becoming known by them, in gradual increments. It is never forceful and in this way they not only accept him as their priest, but also as their friend, one in whom they feel free to trust with their deepest concerns.
I can’t write more without giving bits of the story away. And I think the reader would rather discover the beauty in this story on their own. I really liked this book and I highly commend it.
But the old culture of totems and potlatch is being replaces by a new culture of prefab housing and alcoholism. Kingcome's younger generation is disenchanted and alienated from its heritage. And now, coming upriver is a young vicar, Mark Brian, on a journey of discovery that can teach him—and us—about life, death, and the transforming power of love.
One cold winter evening he heard the owl call his name. To the Indians this was a warning of death and in Mark's case it proved to be true. As he was preparing to return to the white man's world as his assignment was being terminated because of ill health, he was killed by an avalanche. The natives proved their appreciation of what he meant to them by organizing and conducting his funeral.
Even though a novel, this is a wonderful look at the West Coast native culture and the issues indigenous peoples face as they interact with the world outside.
Aside from this underlying note of dissonance, the story, even as short as it is, manages to develop several key characters and their affect on the vicar, as they learn to understand and trust one another. Definitely worth a read.
I was recommended this book for my Canada project. Although written by an American, the story is set in British Columbia and tells of a young vicar who is sent to live with a native tribe. The reason for this is not much of a spoiler because it is literally written on the first page: The vicar has been sent to this particular post because his superior learned that the vicar was terminally ill and hoped that his experience with the tribe would help him cope.
There is some inconsistency in the story about this because the vicar doesn't know he is ill - so, logically, the plot is not rock solid. However, there is more to the story than the vicar's impending death. Craven explores the conflicts that arise between generations, between civilisations, the impact and dependency if one looses touch with the other.
"On Sunday after church the young people returned to school. Many of the tribe went to the river's edge to see them off in the canoes. And the young people regretted going and wanted to go, and the elders wanted to keep them and were relieved when they went. The little dissent went with them, and the village was at peace."
I Heard the Owl Call My Name is a very gentle book, very unassuming, but the naturalist writing and the simplicity with which the story is told ensures that that the story gets the point across -
"You suffered with them, and now you are theirs, and nothing will be the same again."
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Written in the 1960's, this classic reflects that decade's acceptance of the demise of Native American
Although Margaret Craven was born and worked in the United States, this book is set in an Indian reserve in British Columbia.
With some advances in Native American history, it offers many contrasts.