Show how True Son believes that all nature is his and that he is closely related to it in The Light in the Forest.Although he has little to eat, True Son thrives in the forest. Show how he believes...
Show how True Son believes that all nature is his and that he is closely related to it in The Light in the Forest.
Although he has little to eat, True Son thrives in the forest. Show how he believes that all nature is his and that he is closely related to it.
When True Son is forced to live among the white people, he spends a lot of time in his room, looking out the window. He is appalled by the white man's habit of fencing in his land, and remembers the Indian way of life, in which he was free and at one with the land. In January, "the Month when the Ground Squirrels Begin to Run," he recalls the deer paths, which are short, and the wolf paths, which are longer. In February, "the Month When the First Frog Croaks," his heart is "filled with wild longing" as he imagines how "the buck's tail would lift white and unconstrained as he sprang."
When True Son is taken ill, he dreams about how he and Half Arrow "would be leaving for their day's freedom in the forest." Although they were not allowed guns, "their blood would race with the noisy talk of ducks...other times they fished for Namespema, the rock fish, and waded in riffles for Machewachtey, the red-bellied terrapin." The boys had had to work to catch their food, but what they found was sufficient, and they reveled in their freedom, knowing that the land would provide what was necessary.
When True Son runs away with Half Arrow, he rejoices at "the endless Indian forest...the crimson Indian Hearts that white people call strawberry and the purple swords of Indian raspberries. Fish (leap) from the creek and pheasants (make) thunder through the trees." True Son gives thanks "to every spring that (runs) across their path, for...this water they (cup) to drink...(from) the dark caverns of their mother, the Earth, to be brought out just for their refreshment as they (pass)." To the white man, who finds it necessary to cultivate his food in the confines of his fenced fields, it may seem that there is little to eat in the wilds of the forest, but to the Indians, there is plenty, provided generously by the land that they love.