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Coming of age. Fiction.
Senses and sensation. Fiction.
Extrasensory perception. Fiction.
Indians of South America. Amazon River Region. Fiction.
Mothers and sons. Fiction.
Rain forests. Fiction.
Amazon River Region. Fiction.
Miami (Fla.). Fiction.
Gr 4-8 This story unfolds in alternating chapters, written from the viewpoints of two young members of an Amazonian tribe. On their 13th birthdays, Takunami boys must face a rite of passage into manhood, guided through danger by a spiritual connection with their fathers, whose identity remains a secret until after the trial. Though they have lived very different lives, Tirio and Luka are both preparing for this mentally and physically demanding test. Considered weak because of his disabled foot, Tirio was placed on the river in a "corpse canoe" by his mother at age six and rescued and adopted by an American anthropologist. Now almost 13, he feels drawn back to his village and longs to prove himself a Takunami man. Though Luka has been training for the test his entire life, he wrestles with unexpected events that threaten his success. A clever plot device links the characters and their personal struggles together. The setting is strikingly described and provides a vivid backdrop for the action. The language, rituals, and beliefs of the Takunami are well developed, and will have many readers looking for further information about them. Youngsters may feel duped to discover, in an appended author's note, that the tribe is imaginary, "based on an idea, and not a representation of any known Amazonian people." Nevertheless, this is a fast-paced and remarkable adventure story with surprising twists along the way. Genevieve Gallagher, Buford Middle School, Charlottesville, VA
Kirkus ReviewsTold in two distinctive voices, this imaginative and beautifully realized novel, set in the Amazon, tells the story of two boys from the fictional Takunami tribe, who on the eve of their 13th birthdays must endure the soche seche tente , a test of manhood. If a Takunami boy successfully completes this ordeal, he will have warrior status in the tribe and be allowed to meet his father, who psychically guides him during the experience. Tirio, who was ousted from the tribe because of a bad foot, has not been formally trained. But now that his birthday approaches, he has been hearing the voices of his ancestors and knows that despite his lack of preparation, he is being called upon to meet his destiny. Luka, who has spent his childhood working toward this moment under the tutelage of his strong-willed mother, is ready. Their stories connect in a surprising yet totally believable way, giving psychological depth to this richly hued novel about the winding turns of destiny and the bonds between father and son, tribe and family. (Fiction. 8-12)
Horn Book (Wed Apr 01 00:00:00 CDT 2009)Six-year-old Tirio was found floating down the Amazon and subsequently adopted by Sara, an American anthropologist. Now nearing thirteen, Tirio accompanies Sara back to the jungle, then sneaks away to find his tribe. Using alternating viewpoints (Tirio and his father as a young boy) Nelson has created a fast-paced story with an intriguing setting and details.
ALA Booklist (Mon Sep 01 00:00:00 CDT 2008)In this debut novel, winner of the Ursula Nordstrom Fiction Contest, a boy with a malformed foot is cast off by his remote Amazonian tribe, the Takunami. Sara, an American anthropologist, rescues 6-year-old Tirio, adopts him, and brings him home to Miami. As Tirio approaches his thirteenth birthday, he begins to hear inner voices, a phenomenon that he knows is common among Takunami boys as they prepare for the soche sente tente, a grueling coming-of-age test in which young men are guided through a dangerous jungle by spiritual communication with their fathers. When Sara and Tirio return to the Amazon, Tirio plans his own secret soche sente tente, hoping to meet the father he never knew. Alternating with Tirio's story is a plot about another young Takunami boy who is also training for his soche sente tente, and the end connects the stories with a moving surprise. The vivid setting, imagined cultural particulars (Nelson invented the Takunami), and magical realism will captivate readers, as will Tirio's complicated, shifting emotions of rage, abandonment, belonging, and love.
Voice of Youth AdvocatesAs a handicapped infant, Tirio was cast out of his Takunami tribe by his mother and never knew his father. Fortuitously Sara, an American anthropologist, found the child and adopted him. As his thirteenth birthday approaches, Americanized Tirio begins hearing voices that call him home, back to the Amazon where it is time for him to endure his soche seche teute, the rite of passage for his tribe. Coincidently Tirio and Sara are Amazon-bound for the boy's thirteenth birthday present, providing an opportunity for him to slip away into the jungle for his passage into manhood. As Tirio plans his unofficial trial, in a parallel plot line, Luka, another Takunami boy, trains for his ordeal, exercising his skills and senses to ensure his survival. Alert readers will realize that Luka's voice is Tirio's guide. Even discerning readers, however, may be bewildered to learn that Luka is actually Tirio's father and the parallel events are really in the past. This unsettling and unsatisfying story disappoints on several levels. No hint of magical realism or time shift is ever offered until the jarring ending. A surely unnecessary author's note reveals that the Takunami tribe, its rituals, and language are imaginary, as are many of the plants and animals. The author gives her characters stilted dialogue resembling poor film dubbing. For a more moving and sensitive look at a different culture, recommend Joan Abelove's lovely Go and Come Back (DK Ink, 1998/VOYA October 1998).-Jamie S. Hansen.
Wilson's Junior High Catalog
School Library Journal (Sat Nov 01 00:00:00 CDT 2008)
Kirkus Reviews
Horn Book (Wed Apr 01 00:00:00 CDT 2009)
Wilson's Children's Catalog
ALA Booklist (Mon Sep 01 00:00:00 CDT 2008)
Voice of Youth Advocates
Chapter One
Tirio
12 Years, 357 Days
The United States
He's going to fake left.
The boy with the number one on his jersey fakes left.
I crouch protectively in the goal area as he dribbles the soccer ball closer. With only a few minutes left, the Miami Mavericks are relying on this boy, their captain, to tie the game. Number eleven is open. Captain Maverick positions himself to pass. "Hey!" Coach Smalley yells, flailing his arms. "Who's got eleven? Someone cover eleven!"
My best friend, Joey, steals the ball, but Captain Maverick regains control and opens himself up again.
Like a hunter trying to figure out which way his prey is going to bolt, I focus on the shift in the boy's muscles and the darting of his eyes. Is he going to pass or shoot?
His teammate, number eleven, inches closer.
Coach Smalley runs along the boundary line. "Left, Tirio! Watch your left!"
I start to move, but something makes me stop and step back. Captain Maverick's not going to pass. My eyes search the boy for signs to back up my hunch. Nothing. Four boys guard him now. Eleven stands alone, waiting. Coach is screaming at me to watch eleven.
Instead, I keep my gaze locked on the boy with the ball.
The captain faces number eleven, rears back his legâand, at the last minute, pivots his body toward me and shoots. Without stuttering in either direction, I catch the ball and torpedo it out of the goal area. The ref blows the whistle. Game over.
I hear Sara's signature whoop and see her standing on the bleachers, giving me a double thumbs-up. I return the gesture. "Unbelievable." Joey runs up and high-fives me. "How did you know he was going to do that?"
I grin uneasily as my teammates slap me on the back. "I just had this feeling. It was kind of weird actually, Iâ"
"Weird, shmeird . . . who cares? We're going to the championships!" he crows, throwing his arms in the air as we jog over to shake the other team's hands. "How's the foot?"
"Good." I lower my voice and look for Sara in the crowd. "I'm not even wearing my brace."
"Why not?" Joey asks. "After the way you played, Coach is gonna keep you as goalie, brace or not."
"It's not about Coach," I say as we walk toward the parking lot. "I just don't need it, that's all."
Joey gives me a sidelong glance. "If it's not about Coach, then who's it about?"
"I told you," I say, irritated. "I don't need it."
"This isn't about your dad, is it?" he asks. "About proving him wrong? He's not here to see you, T, so I don't know why you're risking getting reinjuredâ"
"Yeah, well, speaking of dads," I snap, "I didn't see yours in the stands."
My friend turns to look at me with a hurt expression.
Hanging my head, I regret my words. I know Joey was watching for his father the entire game. Mr. Carter's an airline pilot and although he always promises to be here, he hasn't seen Joey play once all season. "Delayed flight" or "bad weather" are the excuses he always gives.
I look up at the perfectly blue sky and bite my tongue.
We've finally reached the parking lot, and Joey's mom waves at us from her car. Joey storms away.
"Hey, I'm sorry." I hurry to catch up with him. "I'm sure your dad will be here for the championships, Joe. No way he'd miss that." I grin to show him I'm not mad anymore. "And if he doesn't, who needs him? We'll win anyway, right?"
Climbing into the car, he grabs his earbuds from his backpack and puts them on. "You know what, Tirio? Maybe that's the way they do things in the Amazon, but it's not the way we do things here."
Bull's-eye. Best friends always know where to hit you the hardest.
"I'm not like them," I mumble, as Joey slams the door. "I'm not." The wind blows my words back to me like a butterfly. A pierid butterfly. I'm not like them. . . .
I close my eyes and my life rewinds to when I was five. My first hunting lesson with the Takunami warrior Wata. I had just pointed out a pauq-pauq bird that was camouflaged in the brush when Wata cupped his hand around his ear. His eyes grew big and he sprinted away, waving silently for me to follow. I loped after him but tripped over my bad foot and fell.
Trying not to cry, I untangled myself and limped toward my teacher. Fifty paces ahead, I found him staring at a flock of pale yellow pierid butterflies drinking at the river.
Without acknowledging my presence, he squatted and pulled a pierid out of the group. Holding its body gently, he plucked one wing and returned the insect to the ground. I forced myself to watch, knowing this must be a very important lesson. Gradually the forest got darker, but Wata didn't move. I bit my tongue to ignore my throbbing foot. Suddenly, the butterflies flew away, all except the pierid with the missing wing. It lay still, and I was sure it was dead.
"Wata . . ."
He silenced me with narrowed eyes. Finally he nodded. A horned frog hopped out of the forest and ogled the butterfly. The pierid fluttered frantically, but the frog jumped twice and snapped it up. Without a word, my teacher stood and started back to the village; the hunting lesson was over. I followed him and as I passed by the frog, I searched for a stick to kill it, but Wata looked back and I hurried to catch up.
Lying in my hammock that night, I couldn't sleep. Although I was excited about what I had learned, uneasiness hung over me like early morning fog. The pierid. Was Wata showing me that as a hunter I should go for the weakest, injured animal? Or . . . was he showing me how similar I was to the one-winged butterfly? How I too had no chance to survive in the Amazon?
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"I've seen what the world does to the weak. It'll eat you alive."
Tirio was cast out of the Takunami tribe at a very young age because of his disabled foot. But an American woman named Sara adopted him, and his life has only gotten better since. Now, as his thirteenth birthday approaches, things are nearly perfect. So why is he having visions and hearing voices calling him back to the Amazon?
Luka has spent his whole life preparing for his soche seche tente, a sixth-sense test all Takunami boys must endure just before their thirteenth birthday. His family's future depends on whether or not he passes this perilous test. His mother has dedicated herself to making sure that no aspect of his training is overlooked . . . but fate has a way of disturbing even the most carefully laid plans.
Two young boys. An unforgiving jungle. One shared destiny.