In the early 1800s, Sequoyah, a Cherokee Indian, dreamed of creating a way to write the Cherokee language and to that end worked for hours in a little hut. But, for his daughter Ayokeh, vainly defending her father's reputation to the other village children, life was not so easy. She joins Sequoyah's work, and this is the story of their facing great odds to give the Cherokee nation a written language.
This is a delightful, interesting story with good morals. It is true that Sequoyah taught the written Cherokee language to his daughter, whose name was Ayokeh, and that she helped him demonstrate the language's usefulness.
I enjoyed it as a children's book about an important, though little known, Indian.