While reading Moon of The Crusted snow, I felt like I was reading a true story. The story revolves around Evan, who is an Anishinaabe on small reserve. On the reserve that is partially isolated, winter is coming hard and the band council struggle to maintain order while more visitors who expect to stay come rolling in. As the winter progresses, the reserve is unable to get in contact with the outside world, and people start to die off from sickness. The visitors see that growing hole of weakness in the people, and manipulate the surviving and hungry. Evan with the help of his friends and family help the community to thrive again in the time of despair.
I get the feeling of a true story from how real the situation is, and I think that the writer wanted the me to feel it too. Long ago, before my reserve was connected to every other town, my reserve was once like that too, partially isolated with little technology that’s just being installed. This situation, back then, could have happened, and who’s to say it didn’t? I feel as if the story’s setting is real, too real, it’s a place I can’t experience like most people, but unlike most people, i can understand because it was how my grandma, and her mother lived. Maybe with book doesn’t live up to other peoples expectations, but it meets mine. The situation in Moon of the Crusted Snow can seem unrealistic to some people, but to me I know just how realistic it was for my mom which is why it’s everything I expected with a little more adventure.