SOMETIMES I FEEL LIKE AN OAK

Musings on emotions, through a Native lens.

“Sometimes I feel like a maple,” a young child notes, “full and most generous. / I share my flowing sap / as winter turns toward spring.” Alongside acrylic and gouache images from Traverse (Ojibway), the narrative’s gentle formula continues: Children identify their moods and characteristics and compare themselves to different trees, including a redwood, a cedar, and an aspen. On the full-bleed spreads, youngsters who vary in skin tone play, read, and quietly gaze at the trees, expressing a wide range of emotions both positive and negative. “Sometimes I feel like a willow, / shivery, sensitive and sad.” But “sometimes I feel like a tamarack, / resilient, striking, robust.” Backmatter lists the name of each tree, alongside a portrait and an associated emotion; readers are asked to reflect on what they “see and feel in the trees around” them. In an author’s note, Daniel connects her Algonquin ancestry to her understanding of trees as “sentient beings with spirits who can feel things.” Both the people and the land come to life in Traverse’s vibrant illustrations, which convey the majesty and evocative nature of trees. This simple story will invite children to relate to trees as teachers and healers, ones whom we might greet “as we would a person—worthy of kindness, respect, protection and love.”

Tender and thought provoking.