On Tuesday, I read The Absolutely True Diary of a Part-Time Indian by Sherman Alexie. To be completely honest with you, I didn’t know what to expect. The cover reminded me of that old “Indian in the Cupboard” movie, which I highly disliked, and I opened the cover with worry and hesitation. But have no fear! I absolutely loved this book. The first chapter drew me in, the second sealed the deal. You see this is my time of book. Acts of courage, deep reflections that initially appear random mind ramblings, lovable characters.Yet the real reason this book was different to ME, is that Junior is from the Spokane Indian Reservation.
I grew up just north of Spokane, and it’s not exactly a place that’s referenced frequently like Chicago, New York, or other big cities. My school played sports against some of the schools mentioned (ie. Davenport) and I couldn’t help but feel like I was home reading this book. True, I don’t live on the reservation, I’ve never felt unaccepted because of my choices, but I know the terrain he walked, and can see it as clear as day. Connections like these, the personal connections, are the ones that last. In the future, I may not always be able to remember Juniors name, but when people ask me about this book, I WILL remember where it took place.
Love, Mandi Jo