In Carol Powder’s Cree family, drumming skills are passed down through the generations.
“Moshum’s drumbeat went, PUH-POM, PUH-POM, PUH-POM, PUH-POM. Uncles’ voices poured out, ‘Hi-ya, hi-ya, way-ah, hey-ah-oh.’ Kokum sang, ‘We are strong…We are singing…And we will continue.’” Variations on this potent refrain are artfully threaded through Havrelock (Saddle Lake Plains Cree) and Aphelandra’s (Oneida Nation of Wisconsin) biography of drummer Powder. Carol learns to drum from Moshum, her great-grandfather, who says, “Women first made the drum. It is the sound of a mother’s heartbeat” and emphasizes that all people, including women and children, should drum together, “because that’s the only time anyone’s going to heal.” He tells her that one day women will be excluded from drumming but that it’s up to her to change that. After he passes, Carol continues to practice, growing up to teach her own children to drum and forming Chubby Cree, a female Indigenous drumming group. When Carol is told at a powwow that women are no longer welcome to drum, she faces her fears of speaking up (brilliantly illustrated in hues of blue) and continues to do so to this day, performing with her band, which now includes her grandson. Cree words are strung throughout the radiant illustrations, which make use of bold lines and a sunset palette. Characters are depicted in traditional Indigenous clothing, and the book has multiple gorgeous wordless spreads.
Stunning and empowering.
(author’s and illustrator’s notes, note from Carol Powder) (Picture-book biography. 4-8)