Me Oh Maya, a chapter book, could be a fun adventure story about kids who get sucked into a time warp that drops them into new cultures that are unique and distinct from their own Brooklyn setting.
Book #13 of The Time Warp Trio sees Sam, Fred and Joe get sucked through a time warp to Chichén Itzá. What could be an enlightening discovery of culture turns into a collection of disparagements and mockery. The high priest is named Kakapupahed. Kaka, in Spanish, is poop. So the high priest is named poop head. The high priest does not take the role of leader, but rather the villain. He's stolen the rightful place to leadership, leaving Jun and his mother alienated from power. The three Brooklyn boys then take on the role of white saviors. Jun's mother tells the Brooklyn boys, "You challenge Kaka himself to a game of ball...he will lose. You will be seen as powerful priests" (40). And of course, because it's a 66 page chapter book, the simplified version of this story is that they do defeat Kakapupahead. Their heroism takes the story away from the indigenous Mayans who are capable of solving their own problems. Scieszka, however, falls into the trap of positioning his characters as the problem solvers rather than the learners. He places the indigenous in the pigeon-holed roles of villains or incompetents - incompetents who need white kids to save them.
There are so many adventures for Sam, Joe, and Fred to have within the Mayan culture, but this chapter book is limited to a temple where human sacrifices are made. What a giant miss for readers who are genuinely curious about indigenous cultures.
Scieszka finishes the book with a mangled language that is supposed to simulate communication: "Peepuh ub Chichén Itzá, dang you fo dur help. Dow we mus go homb" (59). This is supposed to be Mayan? It's offensive. Throughout the text, the trio of boys have communicated with Jun and his mother using normal English. Now they have to talk like simpletons?
It’s not funny. It teaches readers that dumbing down language is needed for other cultures outside of Brooklyn.
When Scieszka introduces Mayan numbers, he hits a high note, and I have hope that this book will end with the boys learning something beyond the clichéd sacrificing and decapitation. Sadly, this book does not dig into Mayan architecture, Mayan city planning, Mayan farming and irrigation, Mayan trade with other nations, Mayan observation of the stars and the accompanying stories, Mayan scrolls and histories, Mayan heroes, warriors, means and modes of worship... nothing! What a big miss for Sam, Fred, and Joe.
What a big miss for students ready to go deep into a new culture.