The Jaguar’s Children, Houghton Mifflin
Harcourt, 2015, Hard cover $18.77 (here)
or $14.99 Kindle (here)
John
Vaillant authored a work of non-fiction in 2005 titled, The Golden Spruce: a true story of myth, madness and greed. It is a treasure of Native Canadian history,
the logging industry and issues of who owns the land. The forests of Haida Gwaii are matched by the
story of Grant Hadwin, who felled the last and only living Golden Spruce. The tree took two days to fall; it was 300
years old.
Vaillant
brings the same dedicated attention to detail and riveting expose of controversial
issues to his new work of fiction, The
Jaguar’s Children.
Hector is
a young man who grew up in a rural area outside the
city of Oaxaca, the second poorest state in Mexico. He is Zapotecan. In Mexico, that means he is a second-class
citizen, and more impoverished, exploited, and punished than others in the
Mexican population. To his advantage, he
speaks some English, and his father believes he can escape to El Norte.
We
are thrown into the story with Hector and his friend Cesar who are inside an abandoned water truck in the desert where the
temperature rises to over 100 degrees during the day and freezes cold at night.
The smugglers – the coyotes – have left them and 14 others to die when the
truck broke down in a remote area of Texas.
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As the
hours (and days) drag on, Hector tries, using the one cell phone left to them, calling
the one name with an American code, AnniMac.
He begins telling his story to AnniMac by time frames during the day,
and then, as days go by, the two bars of the cell phone dwindle to one bar. He
no longer uses the phone for hope, but as a lantern to see briefly into to the
misery of their existence.
He
distracts himself by thinking of his mother, father and the life in the older
days of Mexico. Here is where Vaillant is at his best describing in Spanish and
English the language of the downtrodden, how the old days and the new betrayed
the poor, the relevance of corn to the culture and their dedication to their
ancient religion. Vaillant tells
Hector’s stories so convincingly; any reader must believe he lived there.
With each
passing day Hector feels the slime growing thickly on the inside walls. The
smells choke him, and the people trapped in the truck’s steel bowels cry and
moan. He tells himself more stories, and we learn of Hector’s family and the
link to their ancestor, the jaguar.
In one
story, two brothers see a jaguar approaching and think it will attack them. They raise their weapons. The jaguar says, “Is that any way to greet
your grandfather?” That night the jaguar takes them into the hills and valleys
to the mountain where he says, “This is my home. I invite you to share it with me.” “How can we repay you for this kindness?”
they ask the jaguar. He responds: “Remember
who brought you here.”
“Aha,” you
say, convinced the ancestral story gives the book’s meaning, but wait. Vaillant’s ironic voice asks us to put a “J”
in front of the word agua – water – and
an “r” after it. Is he speaking about
the illegals—the Jaguar’s Children—inside the agua truck? It is yet another layer of mystery which Vaillant
creates while we bake with Hector in the dark heat of the jaguar’s belly daring
to hope with only a capful of water a day.
Sally
Wylie is co-authoring the fifth edition of a text titled
Observing Young Children: Transforming early learning through
reflective practice with Nelson Publishing.
She is currently writing a story for middle grade readers, plus other
works.
See Brian Henry’s
schedule here, including
writing workshops and creative writing courses in Barrie, Brampton, Bolton,
Burlington, Caledon, Cambridge, Georgetown, Guelph, Hamilton, Kingston, London,
Midland, Mississauga, Newmarket, Niagara on the Lake, Orillia, Oakville,
Ottawa, Peterborough, St. Catharines, Sudbury, Thessalon, Toronto, Windsor,
Halton, Kitchener-Waterloo, Muskoka, Peel, Simcoe, York, the GTA, Ontario and
beyond.
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