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I Heard the Owl Call My Name by Margaret Craven is a novel that shows us the changing of our times and the long path to figuring out where we belong. In it, a young vicar named Mark Brian is moved to a Native American village of the Kwakwala tribe from the city. This tribe is witnessing changes, as the young move towards a more modern life and away from the past traditions, while the old are trying to keep their heritage alive. As Mark arrives, he realizes that he is not particularly wanted there. Although the Indians are polite, there is something that tells him that he is a distant stranger. As he gets to know them by living with them, he realizes that it is people like him that are changing the tribe. The tension created by this situation puts a strain on Mark emotionally. He feels ashamed that ¿his people¿ would do something so cold to this peaceful and beautiful tribe. He tries to voice this to one of the Indians who went to school with the white man, Jim. All that Jim can say is that the way they are acting comes from experience. Mark immediately understands and drops the subject, although the question still lingers in his mind. The novel continues like this, written in very expressive sentences. Craven shows the mood of the camp by lengthening or shortening the sentences. The words that she chooses also allow for the mood to be shown. Her writing style of allowing us to see deeply into what Mark is thinking at the exact moment he thinks it is very rare and unusual. Another rarity of the novel is the subject. There are few novels with this type of recognition about the way the Native American culture has changed and what a painful journey it was, is, and forever will be for the heritage of so many. I feel that it is an extremely important subject to cover, especially since it is hard to see the Native American tribes in their own culture with hardly any influence from the modern world. Although the United States is a mix of many different cultures, each one having to bend and change to fit the lives of the younger generation, not one of them was as painful as the Native Americans¿. To be forced to leave your homeland because people from other countries are coming while being called `savages¿ and `beasts¿ is an excruciating journey that should be reflected on more often. I feel that this novel does that very well and for this, deserves the honors that it has received. I Heard the Owl Call My Name is not only a book about Native Americans and what journeys they have been through as a people, but in a way it shows us a little more about ourselves and how we may perceive our past.
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Overview
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, ...