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392 pages, Hardcover
Published January 1, 2019
Thea walked everywhere, in every company, as the most superior person in the room. It was not egotistical of her, it was simply her perception of the reality of things, her calm understanding of the strength of her character and education and the protection of her religion.Kay sees herself, however, “off to one side.” She’s passionate about very little except learning ancient Greek, an eminently useless language for a woman in the 1920s, and hasn’t enough life experience to understand how to do the right thing for Aron. The discussion of “white saviour,” although it’s not referred to as that, is immensely timely, and I can see some readers defending Thea and Francis for their actions and beliefs; but we are able to see, through Aren’s eyes, the damage and loss he suffers through their well-meaning but poorly thought-out actions. The Grants seem to enapsulate those people who felt that Indigenous children should have been grateful for their "rescue” from families and living situations that outsiders couldn’t comprehend. They take it a step further, feeling that love and kindness should make up completely for losing parents and community, metaphorically carving their initials on Aren much like Captain Cook did to the tortoise.
After walking, they sat to rest on a litter of gold beneath an ancient ginkgo tree, said to be tree hundred years old, whose autumn drift of fan-shaped yellow leaves was the most beautiful thing Kay saw in China. “The earth repairs itself,” Thea said; Kay wondered how much damage it would take to be irreparable.
As they went farther and farther south, early morning were so good that Kay woke earlier and earlier, kneeling up on her bunk to peer out the tiny port window and see what the sea was doing in the dawn: melted silver, molten lead, shifting mercury, then warming and transfiguring into deepest green.
He took a step, as if he would walk down the garden but checked himself and stood motionless. Kay moved then, and went to him, but was afraid to put her arm around him in case he shook her off She stood beside him, waiting for him to think. Above them in the lacy trees, bats flitted like thoughts you could not quite remember.Highly recommended.