- Taschenbuch: 169 Seiten
- Verlag: W W Norton & Co Inc; Auflage: Reprint (29. Juli 2013)
- Sprache: Englisch
- ISBN-10: 0393345432
- ISBN-13: 978-0393345438
- Größe und/oder Gewicht: 14 x 1,3 x 20,8 cm
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- Amazon Bestseller-Rang: Nr. 164.106 in Fremdsprachige Bücher (Siehe Top 100 in Fremdsprachige Bücher)
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Stirring. . . . In her harrowing and ultimately hopeful story, Harjo allows the reader to know her intimately, and we are enriched by her honesty.
A saga about the survival of spirituality and creativity in the face of generations of racism, dispossession, and familial dysfunction.--Rebecca Steinitz
A must-read for her fans and a fascinating door into her world for those new to her work.--Elizabeth Wilkinson
Harjo allows the reader to know her intimately, and we are enriched by her honesty.
Über den Autor und weitere Mitwirkende
Joy Harjo is an internationally known performer and writer of the Mvskoke/Creek Nation, the author of ten books of poetry and a memoir, Crazy Brave. A critically acclaimed poet, her many honors include a Guggenheim Fellowship, the Josephine Miles Poetry Award, the William Carlos Williams Award, and the American Indian Distinguished Achievement in the Arts Award. She lives in Tulsa, Oklahoma.
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On the personal side, I am so grateful to Joy Harjo for this book. While it is about her life, what she could not know is that her life resonated with my life as well, and explained so much to me of why I am how I am. I too had the knowing, and saw things that were not there. I grew up believing I was just white. My mother was just white. My deeply-adored yet alcoholic, darker-skinned father was largely gone by the time I was eight or nine, and only there on the weekends before then. He never once mentioned that we were part Cherokee. I only found out in a letter from his older sister, my Aunt Joy, when I was sixteen that we were. I went into a kind of shock that lasted a really long time. I was excited, but at the same time confused as to who I was!
It was not until I read Joy Harjo's book that it all came together for me that my mystical strangeness was not only about all my past lives, but also deeply about my ancestral blood. Thank you, Joy Harjo, thank you.
Growing up with an Alcoholic father and step father, Harjo experienced alcoholism and domestic abuse at a young age. The two male figures in her young life would get drunk and abuse her mother, her and her siblings. Alcoholism, being prevalent in Native American communities, the living situation Harjo grew up in was more or less common and therefore, looked over. There was no help for women in these types of situations as Harjo explains, “There were no safe houses or domestic abuse shelters then, especially for native women. We weren’t supposed to be talking about personal difficulties when our peoples were laying down their lives for the cause” (158). The growing grimness of the lives of Native women was being looked over due to larger and “more important” social movements such as Native rights, Civil Rights, and (White) Women’s rights. She speaks of the issues of domestic violence due to alcohol throughout the book, as it follows her into her own relationships. It is not until a self-realization made through creative outlets that she triumphs over this issue on her own. Though Harjo solved her own personal problem, many Native women were left to face the battle of domestic violence without the help of an empowering movement that so many other minority groups had.
Another issue specific to females that Harjo touches on is forced sterilization. She recounts,
“During my last visit to the clinic at the Indian hospital I was given the option of being sterilized. It was explained to me that the moment of birth was the best time. I was handed the form but chose not to sign…Many Indian women who weren’t fluent in English signed, thinking it was a form giving consent for the doctor to deliver their baby. Others were sterilized without even the formality of signing” (Harjo 121).
This was a widespread issue at the time and unfortunately, happening to many Native women that could not speak English. Forced sterilization took place in the 1970’s among other poor cultures as well, such as Puerto Ricans, Blacks, and Chicanos, but Native women were unique in their reliance on government aide explains Torpy, a writer for the American Indian Culture and Research Journal,
“[Native] women were especially accessible victims due to several unique cultural and societal realities setting them apart from other minorities. Tribal dependence on the federal government through the Indian Health Service (IHS), the Department of Health, Education, and Welfare (HEW), and the Bureau of Indian Affairs (BIA) robbed them of their children and jeopardized their future as sovereign nations” (1).
This huge and vile issue, like domestic violence, was overshadowed by larger movements at the time, even movements pertaining to Natives.
Being both Native and a woman in the 1970’s was being at the utmost disadvantage. These women did not fit in with the women fighting for gender equality because they were Native American, not white. They did not fit in for the Native American’s fighting for rights because they were women, regarded as lesser. They were left behind in the two social movements that should have worked at empowering them, but instead, left them to fend for themselves.
Surely not all Native American women at this time were able to gain strength and rebuild themselves as Harjo did. We are given an opportunity to read and see her creative talent. Her writing style is unique, dreamlike, and immensely expressive. Harjo used her artistic talents to make her own movement. It was through her poetry and art that she found her voice and was able to gain a self-assuredness that others were gaining through demonstrations and protest. Harjo’s memoir brings voice to those who were left behind. She brings awareness to the many social wrongs that these women faced and though her memoir recounts a past, the resurfacing of the hurt and injustices pays respect to the many women that went unspoken for.
Harjo, Joy. Crazy Brave: A Memoir. New York: W. W. Norton, 2012. Print.
Torpy, Sally J. "Native American Women And Coerced Sterilization: On The Trail Of Tears In The 1970S." American Indian Culture & Research Journal 24.2 (2000): 1. Academic Search Complete. Web. 24 Nov. 2013.