THE SIGN OF THE BEAVER is not merely an adventure story, or a celebration of American Indian wisdom. It's also an anticolonial narrative—ROBINSON CRUSOE turned on its head.
--Joseph Bruchac
It was fun to stumble upon an Introduction by Joseph Bruchac in this middle grades novel after so recently discovering one of his own books, PEACEMAKER.
It was also inspiring to remember that a reread can bring about an entirely fresh perspective on familiar material.
This was my 13-year-old's first exposure to this story, and I was happy that she found it as adventurous as I once did. It's easy to get swept up in a story of a young adolescent in a wild setting, free from parents and daily responsibilities, isn't it?
We had fun discovering a wild, wooded Maine, as yet uncorrupted by Walmart and whatnot, with the young protagonist, Matt, and we delighted in learning that the colonists brought the honey bees with them to America and that the Native people, the Wabanaki, had already developed poultices and balms to disarm their stings.
I felt validated when I read that Bruchac shared some criticism for Speare's choice of stereotypical dialogue for the Wabanaki people, circa 1768 (me no like white man), as I had already shelved this novel on my “nobody talks like this” shelf, years ago.
Apparently Speare's perspective, from 1983, wasn't entirely accurate, but both Mr. Bruchac and I agree that the story itself is very satisfying, in its overall message.
This adventurous historical fiction, that includes bees, boys, beavers, bears (and a dog), has a winning formula that is strong enough to distract the reader from a couple of dated stereotypes and turn their focus, instead, to a compelling exploration of WHO owns the land and HOW we can forge true friendships among corruption, greed, and false promises.
He suddenly thought of the Indians. He wished that Attean and his grandfather could know that he had been right to stay, that his father had come as he promised them. But the old man had been right, too. More white men were coming. There would be a town here on land where the Indians had hunted the caribou and the beaver. If only he could be sure that the Indians had found a new hunting ground.