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Wild Orchid: A Retelling of the Ballad of Mulan (Once Upon a Time Series)

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"Once upon a Time" Is Timeless

Wielding a sword as deftly as an embroidery needle, Mulan is unlike any other girl in China. When the emperor summons a great army, each family must send a male to fight. Tomboyish Mulan is determined to spare her aging father and bring her family honor, so she disguises herself and answers the call.

But Mulan never expects to find a friend, ...

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Overview


"Once upon a Time" Is Timeless

Wielding a sword as deftly as an embroidery needle, Mulan is unlike any other girl in China. When the emperor summons a great army, each family must send a male to fight. Tomboyish Mulan is determined to spare her aging father and bring her family honor, so she disguises herself and answers the call.

But Mulan never expects to find a friend, let alone a soul mate, in the commander of her division, Prince Jian. For all of Mulan's courage with a bow and arrow, is she brave enough to share her true identity and feelings with Prince Jian?

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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9781416971689
  • Publisher: Simon Pulse
  • Publication date: 2/10/2009
  • Series: Once upon a Time Series
  • Format: Mass Market Paperback
  • Pages: 224
  • Sales rank: 292,625
  • Age range: 12 - 17 Years
  • Product dimensions: 4.24 (w) x 6.92 (h) x 0.60 (d)

Meet the Author

Cameron Dokey is the author of How Not to Spend Your Senior Year and nine Once upon a Time novels for Simon Pulse. She lives in Seattle, Washington.

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One

When the wild wood orchids bloom in the spring, pushing their brave faces from beneath the fallen leaves of winter, that is when mothers like to take their daughters on their knees and sing to them "The Ballad of Mulan," the story of the girl who saved all of China. For if you listen closely to the syllables of that name, this is what you'll hear there: mu -- "wood"; lan -- "orchid."

Listening is a good habit to learn for its own sake, as is the art of looking closely. All of us show many faces to the world. No one shows her true face all the time. To do that would be dangerous, for what is seen can also be known. And what is known can be outmaneuvered, outguessed. Lifted up, or hunted down. Uncovering that which is hidden is a fine and delicate skill, as great a weapon for a warrior to possess as a bow or a sword.

I sound very wise and knowledgeable for someone not yet twenty, don't I?

I certainly didn't sound that way at the beginning of my adventure. And there are plenty of times even now when wise and knowledgeable is not the way I sound, or feel. So what do I feel? A reasonable question, which deserves an honest answer.

I feel...fortunate.

I have not led an ordinary life, nor a life that would suit everyone. I took great risks, but because I did, I also earned great rewards. I found the way to show my true face freely, without fear. Because of this, I found true love.

Oh, yes. And I did save China.

But I am getting very far ahead of myself.

I was born in the year of the monkey, and I showed the monkey's quick and agile mind from the start, or so Min Xian, my nanny, always told me. I shared the monkey's delight in solving puzzles, its ability to improvise. Generally this took the form of escaping from places where I was supposed to stay put, and getting into places I wasn't supposed to go. My growing up was definitely a series of adventures, followed by bumps, bruises, and many scoldings.

There was the time I climbed the largest plum tree on our grounds, for instance. When the plum trees were in bloom, you could smell their sweetness from a distance so great I never could figure out quite how far it was. One year, the year I turned seven, I set myself a goal: to watch the highest bud on the tallest tree become a blossom. The tallest tree was my favorite. Ancient and gnarled, it stood with its feet in a stream that marked the boundary between my family's property and that of my closet friend -- my only friend, in fact -- a boy named Li Po.

Seven is considered an important age in China. In our seventh year, childhood comes to an end. Girls begin the lessons that will one day make them proper young women, and boys begin the lessons that will make them proper young men.

Li Po was several months older than me. He had already begun the first of his lessons, learning to read and write. My own would be much less interesting -- as far as I was concerned, anyway. I would be taught to weave, to sew, and to embroider. Worst of all was the fact that all these lessons would occur in the very last place I wanted to be: indoors.

So in a gesture of defiance, on the morning of my seventh birthday, I woke up early, determined to climb the ancient plum tree and not come down until the bud I had my eye on blossomed. You can probably guess what happened next. I climbed higher than I should have, into branches that would not hold my weight, and, as a result, I fell. Old Lao, who looked after any part of the Hua family compound that Min Xian did not, claimed it was a wonder I didn't break any bones. I had plummeted from the top of the tree to the bottom, with only the freshly turned earth of the orchard to break my fall. The second wonder was that I hit the ground at all, and did not fall into the stream, which was shallow and full of stones.

Broken bones I may have been spared, but I still hit the earth with enough force to knock even the thought of breath right out of my lungs. For many moments all I could do was lie on my back, waiting for my breath to return, and gaze up through the dark branches of the tree at the blue spring sky beyond. And in this way I saw the first bud unfurl. So I suppose you could say that I accomplished what I'd set out to, after all.

Another child might have decided it was better, or at least just as good, to keep her feet firmly on the ground from then on. Had I not accomplished what I'd wanted? Could I not have done so standing beneath the tree and gazing upward, thereby saving myself the pain and trouble of a fall?

I, of course, derived another lesson entirely: I should practice climbing more.

This I did, escaping from my endless lessons whenever I could to climb any vertical surface I could get my unladylike hands on. I learned to climb, and to cling, like a monkey, living up to the first promise of my horoscope, and I never fell again, save once. The exception is a story in and of itself, which I will tell you in its own good time.

But in my determination not to let gravity defeat me I revealed more than just a monkey's heart. For it is not only the animal of the year of our births that helps to shape who we are. There are also the months and the hours of our births to consider. These contribute animals, and attributes, to our personalities as well. It's important to pay attention to these creatures because, if you watch them closely, you will discover that they are the ones who best reveal who we truly are.

I was born in the month of the dog.

From the dog I derive these qualities: I am a seeker of justice, honest and loyal. But I am also persistent, willing to perform a task over and over until I get it right. I am, in other words, dogged. Once I've set my heart on something, there's no use trying to convince me to give it up -- and certainly not without a fight.

But there is still one animal more. The creature I am in my innermost heart of hearts, the one who claimed me for its own in the hour in which I was born. This is my secret animal, the most important one of all.

If the traits I acquired in the year of my birth are the flesh, and the month of my birth are the sinews of who I am, then the traits that became mine at the hour of my birth are my spine, my backbone. More difficult to see but forming the structure on which all the rest depends.

And in my spine, at the very core of me, I am a tiger. Passionate and daring, impetuous, longing to rebel. Unpredictable and quick-tempered. But also determined and as obstinate as a solid wall of shidan -- stone.

Min Xian, who even in her old age possessed the best eyesight of anyone I ever knew, claims she saw and understood these things about me from the first moment she saw me, from the first time she heard me cry. Never had she heard a baby shriek so loudly, or so she claimed, particularly not a girl.

It was as if I were announcing that I was going to be different right from the start. This was only fitting, Min Xian said, for different is precisely what I was. Different from even before I drew that first breath; different from the moment I had been conceived. Different in my very blood, a direct bequest from both my parents. It was this that made my uniqueness so strong.

I had to take Min Xian's word for all of this, for I did not know my parents when I was growing up. My father was the great soldier Hua Wei. Throughout my childhood, and for many years before that, my father fought bravely in China's cause. Though it would be many years before I saw him face-to-face, I heard tales of my father's courage, discipline, and bravery from the moment my ears first were taught to listen.

My mother's name I never heard at all, just as I never saw her face nor heard her voice, for she died the day that I was born.

But the tale of how my parents came to marry I did hear. It was famous, repeated not just in our household but throughout all China. In a time when marriages were carefully arranged for the sake of family honor and social standing, when a bride and groom might meet in the morning and be married that same afternoon, my parents had done the unthinkable.

They had married for love.

It was all the emperor's doing, of course. Without the blessing of the Son of Heaven, my parents' union would never have been possible. My father, Hua Wei, was a soldier, as I have said. He had fought and won many battles for China's cause. In the years before I was born and for many years thereafter, our northern borders were often under attack by a fierce, proud people whom we called the Huns. There were many in our land who also called them barbarians. My father was not among them.

"You must never call your enemy by a name you choose for him, Mulan," he told me when we finally met, when I was all but grown. "Instead you must call him by the name he calls himself. What he chooses will reflect his pride; it will reveal his desires. But what you choose to call him will reveal your fears, which should be kept to yourself, lest your enemy find the way to exploit them."

There was a reason he had been so successful against the Huns, according to my father. Actually, there was more than one: My father never underestimated them, and he recognized that, as foreign as they seemed, they were also men, just as he was a man. Capable of coveting what other men possessed. Willing to fight to claim it for themselves. And what the Huns desired most, or so it seemed, was China.

To this end, one day more than a year before I was born, the Son of Heaven's best-loved son was snatched away by a Hun raiding party. My father rescued him and returned him to the safety of his father's arms. In gratitude the Son of Heaven promoted Hua Wei to general. But he did not stop there. He also granted my father an astonishing reward.

"You have given me back the child who holds the first place in my heart," the emperor told my father. "In return, I will grant the first wish your heart holds."

My father was already on his knees, but at the Son of Heaven's words he bowed even lower, and pressed his forehead to the ground. Not only was this the fitting way to show his thanks, it was also the perfect way for my father to cover his astonishment and give himself time to think. The boy that he had rescued, Prince Jian, was not yet ten years old and was not the emperor's only son. There were two older boys who might, as time went on, grow to become jealous of the fact that their younger brother held the greatest share of the Son of Heaven's heart.

At this prince's birth the soothsayers had proclaimed many omens, none of them understood in their entirety, for that is the way of such prophecies. One thing, however, seemed as clear as glass: It was Prince Jian's destiny to help determine the fate of China.

"My heart has what it desires, Majesty," my father finally said. "For it wants nothing more than to serve you."

It was a safe and diplomatic answer, at which it is said that the Son of Heaven smiled.

"You are doing that already," he replied. "And I hope you will continue to do so for many years to come. But listen to me closely: I command you now to choose one thing more. Do so quickly or you will make me angry. And do not speak with a courtier's tongue. I would have your heart speak -- it is strong, and you have shown me that it can be trusted."

"As the Son of Heaven commands, so I shall obey," my father promised.

"Excellent," the emperor said. "Now let me see your face."

And so, though he remained on his knees, my father looked into the Son of Heaven's face when he spoke the first wish of his heart.

"It is long past time for me to marry," Hua Wei said. "If it pleases you, I ask that I be allowed to choose my own bride. Long has my heart known the lady it desires, for we grew up together. I have given the strength of my mind and body to your service gladly, but now let my heart serve itself. Let it choose love."

The Son of Heaven was greatly moved by my father's words, as were all who stood within earshot. The emperor agreed to my father's request at once. He gave him permission to return to his home in the countryside. My parents were married before the week was out. They then spent several happy months together, far away from the bustle of the court and the city, in the house where my father had grown up. But all the time the threat of war hung over their happiness. In the autumn my father was called back to the emperor's service to fight the Huns once more.

My father knew a baby was on the way when he departed. Of course, both my parents hoped that I would be a boy. I cannot fault them for this. Their thinking on the subject was no different from anyone else's. It is a son who carries on the family name, who cares for his parents when they grow old. Girls are gifts to be given in marriage to other families, to provide them with sons.

My young mother went into labor while her beloved husband was far away from home. If he had stayed by her side, might she have lived? Might she have proved strong enough to bring me into the world and still survive? There's not much point in asking such questions. I know this, but even so...I cannot help but wonder, sometimes, what my life would have been like if my mother had lived. Would I have learned to be more like other girls, or would the parts of me that made me so different still have made their presence felt?

If my mother had lived, might my father have come home sooner? Did he delay his return, not wishing to see the child who had taken away his only love, the first wish of his innermost heart?

When word reached him of my mother's death, it is said my father's strong heart cracked clean in two, and that the sound could be heard for miles around, even over the noise of war. For the one and only time in his life, the great general Hua Wei wept. And from that moment forward he forbade anyone to speak my mother's name aloud. The very syllables of her name were like fresh wounds, further scarring his already maimed and broken heart.

My mother had loved the tiny orchids that grow in the woods near our home. Those flowers are the true definition of "wild" -- not just unwilling but unable to be tamed. A tidy garden bed, careful tending and watering -- these things do not suit them at all. They cannot be transplanted. They must be as they are, or not at all.

With tears streaming down his cheeks my father named me for those wild plants -- those yesheng zhiwu, wild wood orchids. In so doing he helped to set my feet upon a path unlike that of any other girl in China.

Even in his grief my father named me well, for the name he gave me was Mulan.

Copyright © 2009 by Cameron Dokey

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  • Posted April 8, 2009

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    Reviewed by Jennifer Rummel for TeensReadToo.com

    Mulan's mother died during labor. Her father, a great General in the army, was heartbroken. He's never been home since he heard the news. Thus, Mulan lost both her parents on the same day.

    Mulan is not your typical girl. Instead, she climbs trees and despises needlework. She meets the boy next door and the two of them form a friendship. He teaches her archery, how to ride a horse, how to use a sword, and, finally, how to read and write.

    When her father comes home, everything changes. First, she must learn how to trust and obey him. Second, she must learn how to love him and her new stepmother. Just when she's finally found herself a new family, the Huns appear on the horizon of China. The men are called back to war.

    Mulan, unwilling to let her father go with a bad leg and a new family, disguises herself and takes his place instead. Her first day there, she catches the ears of one of the king's sons. He engages her in an archery contest. From then on, Mulan is famous throughout the camp.

    With the Huns quickly approaching, all three princes have different ideas on how to defend China. Mulan mistakenly speaks out during a strategizing session. Prince Jian immediately seizes her idea. But will it be enough to save China?

    This new ONCE UPON A TIME addition weaves together the wonders of ancient China, a budding romance, a feisty girl, and the true meaning of both friendship and family in a fantastic fairy tale edition.

    8 out of 10 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted July 25, 2010

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    Wait is it over?

    I have mixed feelings about this book. The story is good, I loved Mulan as a kid and I still sometimes watch it as a teenager, but I don't think this book does the story justice. The first half of the book is excellent. Dokey spends a good amount of time creating the characters and explaining the reasons that motivate the characters. However, for as long as Dokey takes to paint the characters, the climax is inexcusably short. All that happens while Mulan is at war is predictable and boringly cliché. The love story between Mulan and the Prince is grossly underdeveloped and the battle with the Huns (for which the reader has been waiting for about a hundred and fifty pages) takes all of about half a minute to read. And then for some reason the Prince realizes he and Mulan are soul mates, no one complications come of Mulan being discovered or marrying a prince and everybody lives happily ever after the end. Somebody kill me the end was terrible!!! The book was mediocre and had a great deal of wasted potential. If you're looking for a good fairy tale spin read the books I've recommended.

    4 out of 5 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted July 25, 2012

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    Loved it!!

    It was like the movie, and I loved the characters, and the way they talked. It was fast paced, and I couldn't put it down until i finished it.

    2 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted May 9, 2012

    Great Read

    I am a huge fan of this series, and this book is by far my favorite. I read it in less than a day, and found it absolutely wonderful! I would recomend it to anyone who has heard about the story of mulan.

    2 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted January 16, 2012

    Fantastic

    This is one of my favorite books. It has wonderful meanings, and I loved it. I recomend this book to anyone who likes fairy tales.

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted October 3, 2011

    Anymous

    This book was great i think just b/c im 13 i would say that but really i actually readthe whole series and camerom dokey is really good with her writing so this is a really great book from mulan and the huns to prince jian it was absolutley great!

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted September 19, 2009

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    An awesome retelling of Mulan!

    Wild Orchid is a wonderful retelling of Mulan. When I saw this book last year and realized it was a retelling of Mulan I was so excited. Becuase for a long time I always thought that Disney made up the story of Mulan but then I realized that the story of Mulan has been around for thousands of years. I thought the book was very good. The book talks about how Mulan wasn't like ordinary girls she was very tomboyish. The book also talks about how she falls inlove with one of the princes in the army but I won't say anymore. Usually I don't like Cameron Dokey's books but she is getting better. The only thing about the book that could be better is, is that I wish the half the book wouldn't talk about her child hood and just get to the fighting already, other than that this is a good book! For anyone who loves fairy tale retellings should read this book!

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted October 13, 2014

    Dhdhj

    Dhsjwje

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  • Anonymous

    Posted October 14, 2014

    Merida

    Waved to her. How r u this fime mornin...he brushed anguses nose

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  • Anonymous

    Posted October 13, 2014

    Belle

    Belle smiled up at Merida. "Bonjour."

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  • Anonymous

    Posted October 12, 2014

    WHITE CASTLE

    A meeting place and home of all princesses and princes.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted October 24, 2014

    Loved it !!

    A good book for anybody who likes retold fairy tales

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  • Anonymous

    Posted March 14, 2013

    good book

    This was a really good book and i got very attracted to it. It was a lot like the original mulan. They spent a ton of the book on mulans childhood. The only thing i dont like is that the final battle was so short and then it was over. But overall great book.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted December 18, 2012

    Wonderful story! If you like Mulan, you'll love this! The writin

    Wonderful story! If you like Mulan, you'll love this! The writing is simple and almost awkward at first. Before I realized though, it I felt like I was in China listening to Mulan herslef telling me the story!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted November 14, 2012

    Amazing

    This book is one of the best in the seris. It is eorth every penny. I was so sad when it ended

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  • Anonymous

    Posted November 4, 2012

    great book

    i loved this book it was soo good definitly a book you should read but the only thing is that it was a little slow but definitly worth the wait at the end

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  • Anonymous

    Posted October 12, 2012

    Excellent!

    I loved Wild Orchid it was so awesome! A beautiful retelling I strongly encourage everyone to read it. I also recommend night dance by suzanne weyn violet eyes by debbie viguie scarlet moon by debbie viguie and world above by cameron dokey.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted October 10, 2012

    Really good!

    I love Mulan and I thougt this was a very good representation of he story. I really enjoyed the book.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted July 19, 2012

    Anonymous

    This book was o.k. I enjoyed reading it. The begining was excelent I loved reading about Mulan's childhood, but the war and romance was rushed at the end. I was disapointed with the end being rushed. Overall it was an interesting read.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted May 11, 2012

    Loved it

    When i first ordered this book, i wasnt expecting the disney movie because books are always different from the movies
    As i read, i could picture the setting & the characters,
    There were moments were i laughed & cried because believe or not this book taught me different lessons about love, friendship courage & believing whats right for you

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