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Ranching and soldiering are what men do where Brother lives, in eastern Oregon. Trouble is, the nearly 12-year-old boy doesn't think he'd be much good at either. But then his father's reserve unit is sent to Iraq, and the boy and his elderly grandfather are left in charge of the family ranch. Much soul-searching ensues, ultimately leading Brother to his own personal path to the future. Parry's first novel, about a boy's emotional and spiritual coming-of-age, is heartfelt and often heartwarming, though her characters are a bit too saintly for credibility, and her occasionally preachy tone strays into the didactic more than it should. She does an excellent job, however, of acquainting readers with the realities of modern ranching life and the impact a distant war has on the families who are left at home to cope.
Horn BookWith his brothers away at school or in the service and his father in Iraq, sixth grader Ignatius (nicknamed Brother) must help his grandparents run the family ranch. The story chronicles Brother's year of hard work, danger, worry, and pondering of his own future. Brother's honest voice conveys an emotional terrain as thoughtfully developed as Parry's evocation of the Western landscape.
Kirkus ReviewsSixth-grader Ignatius—he goes by "Brother"—faces a hard year as his father is deployed to Iraq, and he, the youngest of five boys, is left with his aging grandparents to manage the family ranch in Oregon. The episodic presentation, with each chapter a vignette from one of the months his father is gone, effectively portrays the seasonal changes of farm life. The spare, evocative language of his first-person narration immediately captures readers' interest and never falters in describing a year in the life of this eminently likable boy trying hard to be the man of the house, facing up to one believable challenge after another. From raising orphaned lambs he names after hobbits to delivering a calf to rescuing a farmhand and the stock from a raging prairie fire, each event moves Brother toward a new sense of his own emotional strength. At once a gripping coming-of-age novel and a celebration of rural life, quiet heroism and the strength that comes from spirituality, this first novel is an unassuming, transcendent joy. (Fiction. 10 & up)
Publishers Weekly (Fri Oct 06 00:00:00 CDT 2023)In Parry's debut novel, 11-year-old Brother (his given name is Ignatius: """"Guess they ran out of all the good saints by the time they got to me"""") helps manage his family's Oregon ranch. With his father in Iraq, his four older brothers at school or in the military, and his mother painting abroad, caring for family's livestock falls to Brother, his grandparents and some hired help. Though he is eager to prove to his siblings, grandparents and most importantly, his father, that he can handle it, Brother nonetheless struggles with the rigors of the job, his father's and brothers' absence and the stress of war (""""I could never do it.... I could never take those salutes and the 'yes, sirs' and then take moms and dads into danger""""). Slowly, Brother fills the shoes of his elders and realizes his own calling when he is literally tested by fire. Brother's spiritual growth and gentle but strong nature, in tandem with details of ranch life and the backdrop of war, add up to a powerful, unique coming-of-age story. Ages 8-12.
School Library JournalGr 4-8 In this coming-of-age story, Ignatius, the youngest of five brothers in a military family grounded in the Christian faith, promises to take care of the ranch while his father is deployed in Iraq. Since his mother left years earlier to pursue life as an artist, and his older brothers are off to school or military training camps, the 11-year-old looks to his grandparents for guidance, but often feels angry and alone trying to keep his heroic promise. Although some of the realities of the Iraq war are threaded in, the author primarily focuses on the details of contemporary Oregonian ranch life. Ignatius's series of firsts that move him beyond his absolute, always-saying-never ways are the novel's most suspenseful scenes: he stitches up his brother's head, births a calf, and survives a wildfire. In the end, his relationships with his Quaker grandfather, an Ecuadoran shepherd who works on the ranch, and a new Catholic circuit priest help him to discover his true calling, to become a military chaplain. Despite a heavy-handed message and an unevenness in tonethe present-tense first-person narrative changes awkwardly between a reflective and an imaginary play voiceit remains a good purchase for readers who are looking for realistic fiction written from the point of view of a soldier's child, along with Maria Testa's Almost Forever (Candlewick, 2003) and Gary Paulsen's The Quilt (Random, 2004). Sara Paulson, American Sign Language and English Lower School PS 347, New York City
Voice of Youth AdvocatesIgnatiusùBrother for shortùis only eleven when his father, a colonel in the Reserves, is ordered to Iraq. The family ranch should have plenty of hands, but Brother's four older brothers are in the Army or at boarding school and their artist mother is permanently AWOL in Italy. That leaves Brother and his grandparents to run the ranchùa tall order. They work hard together while Brother worries about his father's safety and that of other area soldiers on duty. Although the ranch, their Catholic faith, and the military are the foundations of their family life, Brother does not feel that he is meant to be a rancher or a soldier. What he does have is a caring heart. When a wildfire threatens a hired hand and the sheep, Brother and Grandpa ride out to the rescue. Subsequently Grandpa suffers a heart attack and dies. Brother manages against odds to bring his body home. It is at this terrible time that Brother realizes that his true calling is to be a priest and an army chaplain. Brother tells his story in the present tense, month by month. Parry writes well and feelingly, and the reader comes to care about Brother and to appreciate his father's deep sense of honor and love of land. But the older brothers remain stubbornly indistinguishable, and Grandma is a virtual parody of Irish Catholicism. Brother's story will appeal to those looking for tales of western life or of vocations discovered.ùRayna Patton.
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Grandpa's chessmen are world-famous around here. They came over the Oregon Trail with Grandpa's grandfather in the covered wagon, and before that they came straight from Paris, France. They were carved by hand from ebony for the dark side and ivory for the light. The pawns all have round helmets and longbows. Everyone else has a sword, even the bishops, and their faces are dead serious, which is what you want when there's a war on.
Grandpa is the chess champ of Malheur County, Oregon. We've been playing each other for years, so I've got him pretty well sized up. He always opens by moving the middle pawn up two spaces. But after that first move, he's as wily as a badger and twice as tough. I haven't beaten him yet, but when I do, it will be worth a town parade.
Now, to my mind, pawns are a shifty-looking bunch, plus they clutter up the board, so I try to clear most of them off right away, his and mine. I like my knights to have plenty of room to ride. My queen's knight rides a paint mustang. That horse has got a temper; she's lean and fast, and brave as a lion. My king's knight rides a Clydesdale; not so much speed, but plenty of power.
Rosita's my queen, of course. She's a fifth grader up at the school, and my best friend's sister. She can birth a lamb and kill a rattlesnake with a slingshot, which is what I look for in a queen. Plus, she's as pretty as a day in spring, and she laughs when I'm the one talking.
I bet Grandpa's working on putting me in a fork. That's his favorite move, but I see it coming a mile away, so I take a sip from a sweaty glass of lemonade and talk things over with the men. My king's bishop is all for killing Grandpa's queen before she can get us, because, after all, he is an excellent swordsman. The trouble is, Grandpa's queen would have to be Grandma, and I couldn't let anything bad happen to her, now could I? It's confession for sure, for killing your grandma.
My queen's bishop and I talk the other bishop out of it, which we do a lot. The queen's bishop is the more reflective type because his hands are carved together for praying.
Grandpa leans forward in his straight-backed chair, still frowning. Dad's orders sit on the card table beside the chessboard, in a tan army envelope. I made Dad show me, because I couldn't believe what he said. They're going to send him and the entire 87th Transportation Battalion all the way to Iraq. Reserve guys are only supposed to go places for two weeks--maybe three, if there's a hurricane in Texas. Fourteen months! It says Dad will be gone fourteen months, right in print. Like this is going to sound better to me than Dad is going to miss my birthday two years in a row.
Grandma's got him in the kitchen. I can hear the buzz of the clippers through the screen door. She takes about two minutes to cut my hair, but she's been at it with Dad for half an hour. I think she just wants an excuse to rub some extra blessings into his head. I hope she keeps him in there for an hour. He's going to need all the blessings he can get in Baghdad.
Grandpa pauses so long in the game, I get to wondering if he's even playing. He's been writing letters to our senator to oppose the war ever since it started. Half the Quaker congregations west of the Mississippi have signed them. Grandpa is not an out-loudworrier like Grandma. He just spends more time in the evening praying and writing in his journal.
"He doesn't really have to go, does he?"
Grandpa looks up from the board, straight at me.
"He took a vow when he put on that uniform. A promise is a binding thing, Brother, before the law and before God, too."
"God doesn't believe in war, does he? You don't."
"Protest is my calling. Your dad's is to take care of the men in his command. He can be faithful in that."
The sun is just starting to go orange, and the wind settles down like it does this time of day. The whole ranch gets quiet, like it's waiting for the next move. Grandpa scoots his bishop up three spaces. He looks at me and smiles. A fork! I knew it. My queen's in danger! Her knight is on the other end of the fork. What'll I do?
Excerpted from Heart of a Shepherd by Rosanne Parry
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From acclaimed author of A Wolf Called Wander, Rosanne Parry welcomes readers into the Heartland in this tender coming-of-age story.
When Brother's dad is shipped off to Iraq, along with the rest of his reserve unit, Brother must help his grandparents keep the ranch going. He’s determined to maintain it just as his father left it, in the hope that doing so will ensure his father’s safe return. The hardships Brother faces will not only change the ranch, but also reveal his true calling.