Pocahontas

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In 1607, when John Smith and his "Coatmen" arrive in Powhatan to begin settling the colony of Virginia, their relations with the village's inhabitants are anything but warm. Pocahontas, the beloved daughter of the Powhatan chief, is just eleven, but this astute young girl plays a fateful, peaceful role in the destinies of two peoples.

Drawing from the personal journals of John Smith, American Book Award winner Joseph Bruchac reveals an ...

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Overview

In 1607, when John Smith and his "Coatmen" arrive in Powhatan to begin settling the colony of Virginia, their relations with the village's inhabitants are anything but warm. Pocahontas, the beloved daughter of the Powhatan chief, is just eleven, but this astute young girl plays a fateful, peaceful role in the destinies of two peoples.

Drawing from the personal journals of John Smith, American Book Award winner Joseph Bruchac reveals an important chapter of history through the eyes of two legendary figures.

Includes an afterword, a glossary, and other historical context.

Told from the viewpoints of Pocahontas and John Smith, describes their lives in the context of the encounter between the Powhatan Indians and the English colonists of seventeenth-century Jamestown, Virginia.

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Editorial Reviews

From the Publisher
"Both characters come to life instantly, and the daily accounts are rich with details of everyday life . . . A first choice for those interested in exploring the topic."—Kirkus Reviews

"Brings an authentic voice to a greatly mythologized and misunderstood Native American historical figure."—School Library Journal

Publishers Weekly
Repeating the narrative structure he used to great success in Sacajawea, Bruchac alternates between two stylized voices for this less involving story. The uneven narrative follows 11-year old Pocahontas, the favorite daughter of Chief Powhatan, and Captain John Smith of the James Town settlement in the Virginia colony as their destinies cross in 1607. Pocahontas's story possesses greater immediacy, partially because the author develops her character more fully and because her observations sketch a more complete world (e.g., she tells readers, "One of the strange things about Coatmen [European settlers] is that many of them seem to value their possessions over friendship or human lives"). Smith's words, meant to echo the cadences of the actual diaries and records that introduce each of his chapters, sound stiff and passive, even when chronicling what should be dramatic tales of infighting (a selfish president hoards food while others starve and mutiny). The back-and-forth stories document clashes of culture, such as when a gift-bearing Powhatan envoy innocently picks up and admires a shiny "tomahak" and a European strikes him for attempting to steal his "hatchet." But the two protagonists do not meet until late in the novel, and readers may be frustrated to find that the most compelling and complex action occurs at the end, when the Chief and Pocahontas attempt to broker friendship while Smith harbors hidden ambitions-an intriguing plot development that trails off abruptly. Ages 12-up. (Aug.) Copyright 2003 Reed Business Information.
Children's Literature
The title of Bruchac's latest book is a bit of a misnomer. Rather than being a book entirely about or narrated by Pocahontas, John Smith narrates half of the book. The viewpoints alternate by chapter. Pocahontas's chapters begin with pieces of Native American myth and cultural commentary while John Smith's begin with excerpts from various documents from the period. Offering both viewpoints is a good way to give readers an accurate picture of what was happening on both sides. The historical events appear to be accurate and Bruchac does a good job of depicting the world of both Pocahontas and John Smith. However, there is not a lot of difference in the two voices; they not very distinctive from one another, especially when one is a Powhatan girl and the other an Englishman. Bruchac includes a glossary of early 17th century English and the Powhatan language, but they are unnecessary since most of the words are easily figured out in context. A few pages outlining the rest of the history of Pocahontas and John Smith completes this informative historical novel. 2003, Harcourt,
— Amie Rose Rotruck
VOYA
This is not Disney's Pocahontas—not by a long shot. Although the chief's daughter does run around half-naked, she is only eleven years old. She spends much of her time with John Smith trying to stay upwind of him because he, like the other Jamestown colonists, rarely bathes and smells terrible. The story is told in alternating first-person chapters by Smith, who comes across as well meaning, generally competent, but rather full of himself. Pocahontas is portrayed here as intelligent, high-spirited, and a bit of a Paris Hilton, extremely aware of herself as the privileged daughter of a powerful chief. Smith's narrative is written in a well-done faux-Elizabethan English that might challenge some less sophisticated readers, while Pocahontas's language is heavily spiced with Powhatan words. In creating this historically accurate version of Pocahontas's frequently retold story, Bruchac, the dean of Native American children's book authors, carefully consulted the actual documents of the Jamestown settlers, including the voluminous writings of Captain Smith himself. Equally important, however, although the Powhatan no longer exist as a nation, Bruchac studied deeply and made use of the traditions and stories of the other Algonquin peoples of the region, including his own Abenaki tribe. Bruchac provides appendixes for both languages, a map of the Chesapeake area in 1607, brief chapters on sources, and a bibliography. Despite the extensive apparatus, however, it must be emphasized that this novel is first and foremost an enjoyable and engaging retelling of the Pocahontas story and very possibly the best version currently available for teen readers. VOYA Codes: 4Q 3P M J (Better than most,marred only by occasional lapses; Will appeal with pushing; Middle School, defined as grades 6 to 8; Junior High, defined as grades 7 to 9). 2003, Harcourt, 208p.; Glossary. Map. Source Notes. Biblio. Ages 11 to 15.
—Michael Levy
School Library Journal
Gr 7 Up-As he has done with Crazy Horse, Sitting Bull, Squanto, and Sacajawea, Bruchac again brings an authentic voice to a greatly mythologized and misunderstood Native American historical figure. None of these other figures, however, carries the baggage of Pocahontas, with two Disney films worth of "creative license" to correct. As a result, this book's greatest strength, its accurate and authentic portrayal of the characters and events, may unfortunately limit its appeal among mainstream readers exactly because it is at such odds with the popular image. Bruchac's preteen Pocahontas eventually looks up to the adult John Smith as an adopted big brother, a far cry from the young adult Native Juliette figure who falls in love with a Colonial Romeo. Alternating the chapters between Pocahontas's voice and John Smith's, the author gives both Colonial and indigenous perspectives on the events that take place, providing valuable insights into many sources of misunderstanding between the two cultures. As an added bonus, each of Smith's chapters begins with a quote from a primary source of the period, while each of Pocahontas's chapters begins with a portion or a paraphrase from a traditional Powhatan story. The novel concludes with the couple's first actual meeting, following a ceremony in which the Powhatan chief, Pocahontas's father, adopts Smith as a "werowance" and family member. Though it may rightly be heralded as a long-overdue response to erroneous popular myth, Bruchac's Pocahontas is first and foremost excellent and enjoyable historical fiction.(Note: While CIP catalogues the book as 975.5, it is clearly designated as fiction by the author and publisher.)-Sean George, Memphis-Shelby County Public Library & Information Center, Memphis, TN Copyright 2004 Reed Business Information.
Kirkus Reviews
Employing the same device as in his Sacajawea (2000), Bruchac breathes new life into this often-romanticized story. Alternating accounts in the voices of Pocahontas and Captain John Smith relate both the Powhatans' observations and encounters with the Englishman, and Smith's political struggles to establish a viable colony. Bruchac carefully describes the same events leading up to Pocahontas and Smith's first encounter through two different pairs of eyes and two separate cultures, giving readers a much fuller understanding of what probably transpired. Both characters come to life instantly, and the daily accounts are rich with details of everyday life. Bruchac describes his in-depth research and writing process in endnotes, along with glossaries of both Powhatan and 17th-century English terms. His writing is masterfully stylized to suit all characters in their time and culture, and makes for dense but satisfying reading. Many readers may find this hard going, but it will please historical fiction fans, and is a first choice for those interested in exploring the topic. (Fiction. 10+)
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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9780152054656
  • Publisher: Houghton Mifflin Harcourt
  • Publication date: 10/1/2005
  • Edition description: Reprint
  • Pages: 192
  • Sales rank: 152,627
  • Age range: 12 - 13 Years
  • Product dimensions: 4.96 (w) x 7.44 (h) x 0.53 (d)

Meet the Author

JOSEPH BRUCHAC is a poet, storyteller, and author of more than sixty books for children and adults who has received many literary honors, including the American Book Award and the PEN Syndicated Fiction Award. He is of Abenaki and Slovak heritage, and lives in Greenfield Center, New York.

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The Swan Canoes

Long ago, Ahone, the Great Mysterious Spirit, created the world. Great Ahone created Moon and Stars to brighten the darkness of the night and to be companions and dwell with Great Ahone.

Sun was also made by Great Ahone to give brightness and warmth to the days. With that light of the Sun, all could be seen, and all that had been made by Ahone was good to see.

CATTAPEUK
TIME OF LEAVES RETURNING
LATE APRIL 1607

I AM MY FATHER'S favorite daughter. This means a great deal, for he is Mamanatowic, the Great Chief of all the Powhatan towns. My formal name is Amonute. But my everyday name is Pocahontas. That name, which almost everyone calls me, fits my personality much better. In the language of the Coatmen it might be translated as One Who Makes Mischief. My father suggests that it really means She Who Wants to Know Everything. He says that although I have only seen the leaves return eleven times, I have already asked more questions than most people do in a whole lifetime.

It is because I ask so many questions that, even though I was not there, I know what it was like in times past when the great swan canoes swam into sight on Chesepiock, our great salt bay. The man of Kecoughtan who first saw them said that for a few heartbeats-and his heart was beating very fast-he did not recognize what they were. Those quintansuk looked like birds, giant swans with huge white wings, breathing smoke and fire out of their beaks. When he realized what they were and who they must be carrying, his heartbeat became even faster. Tassantassuk. Outsiders! He quickly turned his quintans, made from the trunk of a cypress tree, and paddled as fast as he could to shore. He had to warn the people. The Tassantassuk had returned! They had come from the sunrise to our lands and waters before. Our memories of them were not good.

I am too young to have my own memories of the first arrival of the Outsiders. But my father's memory and the memories of our elders all look much further back along the circle of seasons than my eyes can see. It would be better if they were the ones to speak of what happened, but I will do my best to tell their memories truthfully.

The first Outsiders to come in such giant canoes called themselves Espaniuk. Some wondered if they were really men and not giant squirrels dressed in long coats. The faces of those coat-wearing men were as red and furry as squirrels. They also had long, clever fingers like those of Arakun, the masked one who scratches with his hands. Further, the Coatmen spoke in a strange language, which sounded to some of us like the growls and whines and barks of animals. Strange as they were, our people greeted and welcomed them as friends. That friendship did not last long. Those first Coatmen treated our people badly. When we protested the way they pushed us about, they attacked us.

Some of the Coatmen had what we thought to be hard shells like Terrapin, the Sea Turtle. Those shells were so hard that arrows and spears could not pierce them. The men also carried sticks that burned and then roared like thunder. Whenever the thunder sticks roared, they shot out a hail of small stones that made terrible wounds when they struck a person.

When our men finally caught one of those hard-shelled Espaniuk during a battle and skinned him, they were surprised at how easily his shell came off. They realized then that it was only a hard kind of clothing. Those first Coatmen finally saw they could not make us do as they wished. They left our land and waters.

When those Outsiders left, they stole one of our people, a man named Young Deer, whose father was werowance of Paspahegh. They took him across the wide water to a great island called Kew-ba. Then they sailed even farther, to the place where all men have faces like furry animals. Ten winters passed before those Outsiders came back. With them was Young Deer, who now dressed as the Coatmen dressed, wearing a long black robe. They called him Ton Loo-wee. He looked much like them, but our people recognized him. Hair had not grown to cover his cheeks, and he still knew how to speak as we human beings do.

The Coatmen thought Young Deer had become one of them. He had not. He threw off his long black coat and rejoined his people. Some of those black-robed Coatmen followed him to his uncle's home. They insulted Young Deer and tried to beat him. They called our people thieves because we picked up and took some of the things the Black Robes left lying about. Those black-robed Coatmen behaved so badly that all but one of them were killed. Some of our people thought that this ended the trouble. Young Deer told them otherwise.

"You do not know the Espaniuk as I do," he said. "More will come again from the sunrise in their great swan canoes. When they come, they will try to kill us."

Six moons passed, and it happened just as Young Deer had said. When the Corn Moon came, the Espaniuk returned. They killed many of our people with their thunder sticks. Then, once again, they left our land and waters. From that day on, the people of Paspahegh held both fear and hatred for the Coatmen.

From then on, I am told, we kept a watchful eye. More than anyone else, my father saw that we must be ready for danger. He was then the werowance, the commander of our village, of Powhatan, the place at the head of the waterfall. His vision told him what must be done. All the different villages of our people had to band together to be strong for when our enemies returned from the sunrise. My father's vision was strong. Some joined his great alliance willingly. Other villages only gave in after we made war upon them and defeated them. My father became Mamanatowic, Great Chief of all the villages, the Powhatan. All decisions for peace or war were now made through him and his council of advisers. So it was that word was quickly brought to him about the arrival of these new Tassantassuk.

Some prepared to fight, especially the Rappahannocks. Only three winters ago, a swan canoe like these three had come to our shore bearing Outsiders who called themselves Songleesuk. Those Songleesuk visited my father. The Great Man of those Songleesuk, who was very tall, said he came to trade with us and wanted to be our friend. This pleased my father. Perhaps these new Coatmen were different. He gave them permission to trade with our villages. The new Coatmen then took their big ship up the Rappahannock River. The werowance of Rappahannock made them welcome. But the Songleesuk did not continue to behave as guests should. They did something awful.

It is said that the strangers did that awful thing because a Rappahannock man picked up one of their tools as if to carry it away with him. It is hard to believe that. Why would anyone hurt another person for only picking up a tool? But perhaps it is so. One of the strange things about Coatmen is that many of them seem to value their possessions over friendship or human lives. For whatever reason, the tall Great Man of the Tassantassuk pointed his thunder stick and killed the man who had picked up the tool. Then the other Coatmen fired their thunder sticks, too. They killed the werowance of Rappahannock, burned the town, took some of the shocked villagers as captives, and sailed away. So it was that the Rappahannocks swore they would fight the Coatmen if they ever returned.

Many of our own people, though, hoped that these new Coatmen would finally be different. Perhaps they would be true friends. After all, some Tassantassuk had learned to live peacefully among us. Those Outsiders came to the outer shore five returnings of the leaves before I was born. They made a small village on the island Roanoak. Then their swan ship left them. They were abandoned so long by their own countrymen that they began to starve. All would have died without the help of our people. Finally, the surviving Coatmen took off their coats. Outsiders no longer, they joined us. Some of them came to live at Chesepiock. It is sad what happened to Chesepiock because of the prophecy. Because of the prophecy, my father used his power of life to wipe out that village.

As my father's favorite daughter, I sit close to his feet. Others fear him for his power, but I do not. His power, though, is greater than that of any other man. Our many villages trusted my father so much that when they came together under his leadership, they gave him the power of life.

"Why is this so?" I asked my wise older brother, Naukaquawis. "Why does our father have the right to order another person's death?"

"In the days of our father's father," he explained, "whenever there was great wrong done to someone, that man or his relatives would seek revenge and injure or kill the one who had done wrong. Throw, I am ready."

Naukaquawis, who died into manhood six returnings of the leaves ago, knows many things. Although he is no longer a boy and thus does not play with me as he did when he was younger, we still talk together about things. Also, I help him when he practices with his bow and arrow. All of our men are great shots. A boy is given his first bow almost as soon as he can walk. It is the job of his mother to help him practice early every morning by tossing things up into the air for him to shoot at. To make it more interesting, that boy may be denied his morning meal if he misses too many times. Since our mother is no longer with us, I have taken on the task of making sure that Naukaquawis stays sharp as an arrow point now that he is a man. In return, he must always answer anything I ask him. I have at least one question for every arrow he shoots.

"What happened then?" I asked, tossing a ball of moss back and forth between my hands. Then, "Hi-yah!" I shouted, as I threw it high up into the air. It had not even reached the height of my throw before Naukaquawis's arrow pierced it.

"Then," Naukaquawis continued, not even bothering to take another arrow from the quiver on his back, "the relatives of that person who had been punished would themselves seek revenge. It went back and forth like this so much that there was always fighting between not only different families but also their villages."

"So what could be done to stop this?" I said. "Yah-hey!" I cried, throwing the second ball of moss as hard as I could over his head and to his left.

With a motion so fast that his hand blurred like a bird's wing, Naukaquawis whipped an arrow from his quiver, nocked it to his bow, spun, and let loose his shot. This time he hit the ball of moss as it was descending.

"When the power to judge and punish wrongdoing was taken out of the hands of individuals and given to our father," he continued, "that fighting ended."

"Why is that so?" I asked. Then I lifted up my hand as if to throw the ball of moss in it. "You will get no breakfast at all if you miss this one," I said. Then I hurled the second moss ball, which I'd concealed in my other hand.

My brother was not fooled. He did not even look toward the target as he let his arrow go. It struck the target and pinned it to the trunk of a mulberry. Then he made a face at me, squinting his eyes and thrusting out his lips.

I made one back, sticking out my tongue, and he laughed. But it did not stop him from giving his answer. "Now we have peace between our villages because all complaints are brought to the Mamanatowic before any fighting takes place. Our father makes his decision, with the quiet counsel of his advisers."

"Like Rawhunt?" I asked.

"Unh-hunh, and others, both women and men. With the help of his council, our father judges who is right or wrong and what punishment must be given."

My brother slung his bow over his shoulder and held out his hand in a gathering motion. We were done with target practice-and questions-for that day. It was now time to retrieve the arrows he had shot.

But he was not done with his words about my father's justice. "Those who do great wrong," Naukaquawis said as he pulled the arrow from the trunk of the mulberry, "such as willfully killing another person, those wrongdoers may even be put to death by our father's orders."

I grew silent at that. I do not like the thought of people being put to death. I do not like the stern, sad look that giving such commands brings to my father's face. But I know how to make him laugh. All I have to do is dance, or stand upon my hands, or sing to him. Then his stern face breaks into a smile. I know how much he appreciates the fact that I can always bring him laughter. He likes to have me by his side.

So I was there on that day in the season before the leaves returned in his great bark-covered longhouse. He waited, sitting in great dignity upon his bench covered with woven mats and padded with leather pillows that were beautifully decorated with shells. I listened with excitement as my father, Powhatan, the Mamanatowic, received the message about the coming of three swan canoes.

My father nodded calmly.

"We will not attack them," he said. "I will keep my eyes upon these Tassantassuk in their swan ships. We do not know yet if they are friends or not, but we are ready. We are ready for peace...or war."

Copyright © 2003 by Joseph Bruchac

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Table of Contents

Preface xi
1 pocahontas: The Swan Canoes
2 john smith: Aboard
3 pocahontas: Dressing Myself
4 john smith: Ashore
5 pocahontas: Enemies or Friends
6 john smith: The Boxes
7 pocahontas: Backwards People
8 john smith: The River
9 pocahontas: Many Questions
10 john smith: The Fort
11 pocahontas: The Touch of a Woman's Hands
12 john smith: The Hundred Left Behind
13 pocahontas: The Strange Camp of the Coatmen
14 john smith: The Sickness Time
15 pocahontas: Corn
16 john smith: Deposed
17 pocahontas: Punishment
18 john smith: Trial
19 pocahontas: Trade
20 john smith: Treason
21 pocahontas: The Hunt
22 john smith: The River of Chickahominy
23 pocahontas: Trouble
24 john smith: Captured
25 pocahontas: Waiting
26 john smith: The Great King
27 pocahontas: The Promise

Afterword
Early Seventeenth-Century English
Powhatan Language
A Note on the Stories of Pocahontas
A Note on Sources
Selected Bibliography

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    Pocahontas

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    Posted February 22, 2013

    Confusing but good

    I usually read my moms books with no trouble and i am not even 11 yet but pronouncing the names of the different groups is hard its got lots of good info ajd culture in it just so advanced

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    Good book

    I wacthed the movie before but im all grown up about to be a teenager

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