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VIOLET DOLES – The Mystery Of The Seven Fairies

“Woohoo! No school for one whole week! , screamed Violet while she kicked the door open. 

“How come, as long as I can remember, there is no special dates for next week?”, said mother checking her phone.  

“Perhaps the principal is sick. Am I right?” 

 Violet replied, “No, the principal is not sick. We are having a school trip”. 

“For one week? Gasped mother “besides, you are going to a field trip with your class and you know there will be other teachers, so how is that a holiday?” 

Violet said, “Well, we are going to a hardscrabble farm. It is a place where we learn about how the kids in the past lived and we are going to experience the work they did. 

Besides, it is one week holiday for me as the teachers said if we were not to come, it will be a week off. So, I am deciding not to go and instead have one week holiday.” 

“Oh, now I understand,” smiled mother, “but, aren’t you going?” 

“Of course not.” Violet replied as her smile turned into a frown. 

“I hate to go. You know they give terrible food at the cafeteria and they rarely clean the cabins. The chaperones there, are so mean that if you don’t want the food they serve, you are simply out of luck and you have no other option than to have them. The least they could do is let us bring goods and sweets from home. Even if you sneaked some food, they could easily find out. Now they find it much more easily because they hired someone called James Badger who smells and recognizes fast. I am going to Lily’s and Jake’s house to play.” Saying this she left her house and went to Lily’s house but she was surprised to hear that Lily and Jake were going too… She didn’t want to be left alone. Then she changed her mind and decided to go with them. 

The next day her mother woke her up. “Dear, wake up!  The bus comes one hour early today. Quick!”

 “Oh, come on.” Violet groaned, “just five more minutes this is so unfa-” before she could complete her sentence mother said, “I made burger… for breakfast of course.” Violet jumped out of her bed and got ready in the blink of an eye. Mother said, “I thought, because your bus comes early than usual you will be lazy, so I woke you up two hours early.”

 Violet said, “So now we have two hours more…wait. The teacher had given a list of things to bring. I need a duffel bag for it and not a school bag… And — I haven’t packed anything.” Violet quickly looked for the list. She finally found it and she saw that she needed bug spray, raincoat, plastic bags, hiking boots, torch, wool socks, sunscreen, wet tissue or just tissues, clean clothes, sleeping bags, tents, deodorant, matches, mat or blanket and shampoo. 

Mother said, “we don’t have everything in this list like deodorants, hiking boots, bug spray… luckily we have two hours left and we have a store right next to our house it has every thing we need.” 

“Great mom, you can go. Meanwhile, I’ll pack the other stuffs and have my breakfast too.” replied Violet.

Mother asked “Violet, why don’t you pack double of the things you want just in case you lost some thing and if someone forgot to bring anything?” Violet agreed. 

Soon everything was packed but she still had an hour left. She then realized that in thirty minutes the bus will reach at Lily’s and Jake’s house. She quickly went to their house and when she reached there, she found that there was still twenty minutes left, so she decided to see if Lily and Jake were ready. She rang the bell, and their mother opened the door yawning. She was surprised to know that they were not dressed up at all and it seemed they had totally forgotten about the trip. But somehow Jake at least had remembered about it. But he didn’t want his sister to remember about the trip and he wished to go without her. Violet felt very angry with him because the only reason she was going, was because she thought that Lily would also be present. Then she remembered she still had twenty minutes. She woke Lily up and in ten minutes she was ready.

 “What about the things?”  Lily asked perturbed. We have only one bug spray, one tent, one sleeping bag etc… and for the clothes I have only dresses…I do have some jeans and tops but they are like branded ones and I don’t want to ruin it for this silly trip.”

 Violet replied “Its not a problem. I have double of the things I need, except for the tent. I have only one…. but we can share it …and see, I have two deodorants and sunscreens and-” 

Lily groaned “okay I know just give me now, we have only five minutes left- NO !!! we have zero minutes left. Look!  the bus had come. Just give it to me in the bus…I wish we get seats in the bus.  I also wish Sally to be absent, the queen of Bullies.” 

“Sally will definitely be absent because she doesn’t do any work, she hates to do it and don’t worry about the seats.” Replied Violet walking towards the bus.

The bus assistant is my mother’s friend’s sister’s daughter’s friend’s mother’s mother, so I know her; she might have definitely saved a seat for us.” And luckily, she had saved a seat for them except for Jake, so while everyone was sitting Jake was standing.

 When they reached the place the teacher said, “Now all of you can team up to three groups.” And of course, Violet teamed up with Lily, but they needed one more member. Lily didn’t want to be with Jake, so Violet thought to team up with Teresa. But Teresa was teamed up with Mantilla and Pearl and the only leftover was Nikki, Cindy, Thea and Jake. Just then the teacher called out and said, “Nikki, Cindy and Thea can team up. And now, Jake is the only one remaining, right? Is there any group which has only two members?” 

Violet and Lily hid themselves, but the teacher found them anyway. lily and Jake didn’t talk to each other for a long time after the teaming. 

The teacher showed them their cabins. Everyone gasped as the place where the cabins should have been present were replaced with a building and each group had their own rooms. Inside it were three comfy beds, a closet of clean and expensive clothes, kitchen and there was a robot too who would make any food they wanted. 

Lily said forgetting the fight between her and Jake, “I bet we are going to experience the kids of the future not the past” Violet agreed, “and it should be easy-scrabble farm not hard scrabble farm.” 

Just then she heard a voice from the speaker. “Everyone please change into your futuristic farm uniform and meet me in the gym” Jake exclaimed “There is a gym here too?”

 Lily exclaimed, “It all makes sense now. I remember that the teacher wanted to know who all had really read the book she gave. So, she pasted a small piece of paper inside the book’s last page and wrote, “Lily you have successfully read the book and you are welcome to the futuristic farm.” Then the next day, she declared, “We are going on a week’s trip to hard scrabbles farm which were actually coded words for futuristic farm and she kind of highlighted that word and only the kids who read the book understood her.” 

Violet said, “Sally didn’t read the book, so she didn’t get the teacher’s message, but I did read the book and I didn’t understand what she wrote in the paper. I thought it was a prank and the only reason I came was because you were going.” 

They all changed to their uniforms and ordered the robot to make them protein shake. After having the protein shake, they left. They realized that they were late, so as a punishment, the teacher told them they could not go to the gym. Even though Jake pleaded a hundred times she wouldn’t change her mind. Just then Violet’s mother called.

“Hello Mrs. Gonvers. Is my child, Violet, doing well in the gym? I saw that they will be in the gym now as per their time schedule.” 

Gonvers replied, “I…uh…they they  ar-re doing well- yes… um…They are doing well.” Then she turned her phone off. Now she couldn’t say no. Thus, they also went inside the gym. 

The teacher said, “You can help yourselves with any equipment and I have one thing to say th- wait a minute there is a call coming” after the call she said “I am sorry, we can’t use the gym right now. They say the gym is not for middle school students but don’t be sad, you can still explore this place.”

Everyone was a little dull after that, especially Jake. Then they saw a newspaper on the ground. Violet read it: “HUNDRED MILLION DOLLARS TO ANYONE WHO FINDS THE SEVEN FAIRIES OF MR. WARLOCK CREEPY. It is lost in futuristic farm’s secret doorway which leads to a forest. It is inside a magical box which no one has ever been able to find. The path is extremely dangerous. Even if anyone finds it, it will be impossible to open it. Only four people in this whole world can open it and those worthy people are the guardians of the box of fairies. The first guardian is the creator of the fairies, the other three become guardians only for a limited time. The creator has infinite lives and is forever the main guardian until (gender is not defined) he/she passes the job to someone else. He/she knows all the secret of the fairies and he/she can also change the identity. The three guardians and the creator are the only ones who can open the box. The creator chooses the guardian, and the fairies will have unbelievable powers. It is believed that MR. WARLOCK CREEPY is the guardian. Hence, if found, please return to MR. WARLOCK CREEPY.

 Primeval road
Next to Scary Stuff Store
No.11 house

Lily said, “Do you know that this name Warlock Creepy means creepy wizard and primeval means, so long ago, like when magic existed and 11 is a ghost number?”

 Jake said, “The magic box is located where we are now. What if we find it? What if we are the guardians?” 

Violet said, “it could be dangerous. It is mentioned in the newspaper.” 

Lily replied, “She is right, but it will be fun.” 

Everyone decided to go at night- time. They dressed up as Ninjas. They were fully covered with black dress, top to bottom. Their full body was covered except the eye where they cut a small portion so that they could see. They then packed everything they needed. Violet packed things like torch, cream, bug spray etc… and Lily packed blankets and clothes while Jack packed food.  When they were ready to go Lily saw a guard on the entrance of the exit and said, “Its hopeless, how are we going to go now?” and then Violet saw a difference in one of the tiles. “Look! this tile is extraordinary. Its so light like a cardboard.” 

“Let me see” urged Jack and he examined the tile carefully. “It’s like in the movies. Just yesterday, I saw this movie named Detective Fernald and the Magic Tunnel. It’s about a detective who discovers a secret tunnel when he jumps on his bed. Maybe this one is like that. If we jump three times, it will reveal a secret tunnel which may be the secret forest.” Jake jumped three times on the tile, but nothing changed. 

“Maybe you were wrong”, said Violet, feeling pity for him. 

Lily smirked “Anyway, you are always wrong. I am older than you, so I am wiser than you. It must be outside the building not inside it and I wouldn’t be too surprised if I am right.”

Jake was so furious that he threw a bed lamp, but it missed her and hit a part of the wall. Magically, it revealed a secret doorway. It was like a magical portal. 

Violet exclaimed, “Wow! Jake, you were right!!! I thought you wouldn’t figure it out because you are-well-younger than me. It turns out Lily was –um – wrong.”

Lily frowned and they all entered the portal and then it closed. 

That’s when Violet remembered, “We found the entrance of the forest but what about the exit?” Now, the three friends were worried. 

Lily said, “Let’s just look for the box. I am sure we will find the exit. We are stuck and there is no turning back now-I mean, like as we can’t go back in time, let’s just think about the future and not the past. Perhaps the box is hidden inside a tree.”

 Violet said, “She is right. We can’t go back in time…. but I wish I could go- anyway lets just find that box. It will be the answer to all our problems, the J.L.V can do it…. I hope so” 

 Jake said, “Okay let’s do it but who is J.L.V?, Jake said.

 “It’s us! Jake, Lily, Violet”, Violet said. 

“Okay” was Lily’s and Jake’s reply. 

The forest was marvelous. There were beautiful and rare flowers, rainbow trees, pink clouds, a chocolate river, chocolate house and many other things made with chocolate. It looked like real life Willy Wonka’s factory and there were many snakes.

“Snakes”. screamed Jake. 

Yes, he was right there were snakes, almost fifty snakes, but surprisingly instead of poisoning them the snakes bowed down to them. 

“Am I dreaming?” thought Lily and then the king of the snakes came from somewhere, bowed down to them and gave them a bottle. Inside it was a paper and when they were examining the bottle, they disappeared to somewhere…they wondered where the snakes went, then they opened the bottle. There was a map inside which led to a cave, and it shouldn’t take a detective to find out that it was the map that showed the way to the magical box. It took them two days to reach the cave and when they reached a bright light came out.

“Is this from the fairies” asked Violet. 

“I guess so.”, replied Lily. 

When they entered the cave, they saw two lions standing in front of it. Unlike the snakes, they didn’t bow down. Instead, they examined them. 

Jake said, “Maybe these lions don’t know that we are the guardians.” 

Lily replied, “maybe these lions know the truth…we are not guardians… maybe the snakes were just being nice.”

At last, the lions stopped. It was because they found a guardian mark on the back of lily’s neck, at back of violets elbow and on back of Jake’s foot.

 Violet said, “I had this mark when I was born, it is my birthmark. I didn’t know it is J.L.V ‘s mark.” 

“Me too.” Replied Lily and Jake at the same time.

 At last, the lions bowed down to them and let them in. 

On the way Lily said “I didn’t always like, two swords which are crossed. The mark at the back of my neck, they were always annoying- wait this is the box, we found it!” 

Yes, indeed they found it. It was placed on a tall rock and when they were about to open it Violet saw that they needed to enter the password to open the box. They thought about many passwords like “snakes”, “lions”, “forest”, “creator”, “fairies” etc. Then something displayed in the air: “HINT- NINE LETTERS”.

Violet exclaimed “Nine letters? …. Maybe it’s OF CREATOR.”

“You are right.” cried Lily. 

“Wait, you aren’t right…” Jake guessed, “Could it be GUARDIANS…It has nine letters.” Lily didn’t disagree with him this time and luckily, it was the right password and they opened it and out came seven fairies. Their names were Daisy, Irish, Elisa, Fay, Christy, Sophia and Malinda. The three kids were amazed. The queen of the fairies, IRISH spoke, “You are the first ones to enter the forest without being killed. This forest is a lot more dangerous than you think. We the fairies, just named you guardians and gave you the mark. You don’t have any magical powers yet but you three are amazing!!!”

 The children asked “Really?”

“Could we have magical powers? Can we have it now?”

 Irish replied “YES, I am going to bless you with it now. Violet Doles, I give you the power of great knowledge. Lily Malarias, I give you the power of transforming anything. Jake Malarias, I give you the power to hear and see anything, no matter how far away it is.”  

Then she handed each one of them the rings and she snapped her finger, and they were back in their room.

Jake said, “Maybe it was a dream!” 

Lily said, “It wasn’t a dream” 

Jake replied, “How do you know my dream?” 

Violet said, “Because it wasn’t a dream. It was real. Look, we have the rings. I am so excited about my powers – a portal!” Yes, there was a portal and from it came a voice of Irish “Now starts your adventure with all your gifted powers, guardians!”

THE END

About the writer

Hailing from Thrissur often known as the ‘Cultural capital of Kerala in the picturesque Southern Indian state of Kerala, Emin Rose is a passionate young writer. She is a Grade Six student at Global Indian School Ajman.UAE. She started writing stories when she was 10 years. She is a voracious reader. Falling in love with colours, drawing is her passion. Emin Rose lives in Umm Al Qwain, with her father Raju Francis who is a businessman and Fessy Raju who is employed there. Edmy Ann and Eimy Therese are her siblings

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CYBERWORLD: Poem by Irene Doura-Kavadia

Towards the end […] it’s like towards the end of a masked ball, when the masks are removed. You can now see who those with whom you came into contact [ … ] actually were. For the characters have (finally) revealed themselves, the deeds have borne their fruit, […] and all delusions have crumbled…
A. Schopenhauer

A fancy, shiny new world
Stretches right before your eyes
Picture, colour, enticing word
A brand new reality luring
Out loud for you to enter, cries,
With the bright shiny smile
of a toothpaste commercial star
constantly with attractions pouring
draws you along to travel far

God, it looks so enticing!
Undeniably, unchartered waters
For all the globe’s seafarers
-Amateurs and experienced alike-
Always prove utterly inviting
For you to cross all borders
And reach out for the spike

With a bright shiny flashing smile,
Skillfully pulling the wool over your eyes,
There stretches out all-hiding cyber vile
And sweet reality soon turns into hideous lies
As virtual truth no real virtue bears
And when the going gets really tough
Only the tough ones shall get going

While the rest, all graces and airs,
perform behind a foggy curtain
the tantalizing seven veils’ dance
of Salome, the utter femme fatale,
and meeting their demands ends up in death most certain;
and they can equally be a female’s or a man’s
leading inevitably to heartbreaking results

A fancy, shiny, stardust-sprinkled world
Stretches right before your eyes.
Beware! It won’t be long before
The veil drops, rearing Medusa’s ugly head
That venomously turns it all into icy stone
Or to a hellish devouring fire, scarlet red,
Till even your last breath’s tear dries.

Thus, do not wonder, dear, do not cry
Don’t even dare to ask how or why;
The fact is obviously evident yet wry
-as at times willingly by most overlooked-
That for reality there is absolutely
no possible substitute, even when rough,
difficult, harsh, or undoubtedly tough.
So, listen to my sound advice and not ever try;
better prove wise and not get hooked!

Poem by
Irene Doura-Kavadia
© Irene Doura-Kavadia 2022

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My Love: Poem by Sujatha Warrier

My love is all my own,
I dream about its rainbow hues,
I wind my way often
down the lanes of its memory,

I smile over its expressions,
revive its passions,
ruminate on its reflections,
ramblings and rants of long ago,

I keep at bay the fears,
wipe away the tears,
revel at the joys
buried in the deepest fathoms
of my heaving heart,

The tears, fears,
joys, sorrows,
thoughts, dreams and all
will be mine on call
to relive as is my wont,

It’s not in me to give them away,
It’s not in you to take them away,
It’s not in them to just go away,

My love’s been about me, always,
I’m its master, I’m its slave,
It’s in me to give you the reins

or take them away.

Poem by Sujatha Warrier
© Sujatha Warrier 2022

About the Poet

Sujatha Warrier is a writer and editor by occupation, and a poet and translator by inclination. Her articles and poems have appeared in magazines, literary e-journals and anthologies. One More Line and Other Poems is her latest collection of poems. The Attic & Other Poems is a collection of her poems, with illustrations. Fireflies is a collection of her micropoems. Totally Owordosed is her blog. A few awards and jury recommendations have come her way.

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RESTORATIVE JUSTICE AND REVENGE IN LOUISE ERDRICH’S ‘THE ROUND HOUSE’

Abstract

Karen Louise Erdrich is an American author of novels, poetry, and children’s books featuring Native American characters and settings. Erdrich is widely acclaimed as one of the most significant writers of the second wave of the Native American Renaissance. The present paper entitled Restorative Justice and Revenge aims to bring out that Revenge itself is a value emotion, which expresses a victim’s desire to punish the victimizer.  No matter what the circumstances are, being the party who endures a wrongful act, results in your seeking either of these two things Justice or Revenge. Justice is basically defined as the concept of moral rightness, which is based on the rules of fairness, ethics, equality and law. Revenge, on the other hand, refers to an action taken by an individual as a response to a wrongdoing. The nations will sometimes try to increase justice by operating courts and enforcing their rulings. The first necessity in fighting for social justice is simply noticing and caring about injustice. The jurisdictional issues between tribal, state and federal governments are confusing, and not intuitive. Erdrich by the issues in this novel gives the knowledge about the weight of the struggle and the price of each small victory. In The Round House Erdrich is creating space to feel, think, and imagine solutions to social problems. This is the power of literature in a fight for social justice it prompts mental and emotional commitment to issues and it provides a space in which one is free to imagine different endings.

Keywords: social justice; rationality; law; equity

Restorative Justice and Revenge in Louise Erdrich’s ‘The Round House’

Literature is entertaining and can distract us from the details of our own lives, but its real social value is in which how it reflects reality. Literature gives us tools that we use to interact with the world around us. It is a useful tool for social justice and the way it mingles with our expectations. The Round House is a work of fiction but it’s value lies in its truth. The quest for justice is shown in several plotlines of The Round House in which different individuals seek justice for the perceived wrongs done to them.

The novel The Round House explores the effects of a sexual assault on an Ojibwe reservation. This novel has been described as a balanced mystery, thriller story of the first-person narrator a thirteen-year-old boy named Joe Coutts. It brings out the awareness of the ongoing problems of violence against women on Native American reservations. This problem involves histories of legal jurisdiction issues and continuing injustice. These injustices continued to harm both women and men in indigenous communities. Erdrich believes that, through her writing, it increases the process of increasing safety for women on reservations and it helps to reduce the daily anxiety. Many women feel and fear the possibility or chance of being raped or attacked.

The story of the novel The Round House includes many types of twins, beginning with the two houses The Round House and the house where Joe lives with his father and mother. There is another twin character Linda Wishkob in contract to her twin brother Linden Lark, The Wiindigoo in Anishinabe tradition is a vampire like figure who was once a human but later becomes a cannibalistic monster with a frozen heart “Considered beyond reconciliation with the community, the only way to solve the problem the wiindigoo poses, for itself and others is to kill it” (Johnston 165).  Erdrich identifies herself strongly as Anishinaabe and is a member of the Turtle Mountain Band of Chippewa Indians. Her novels, her works of nonfiction, short stories, children’s book and poetry is the survival and strength of Anishinaabe and more importantly Indigenous culture. Throughout the novel The Round House, Erdrich explores the concept of justice and its converse of injustice. At the beginning of the novel, Bazil Coutts is introduced, who works as a tribal judge.  Due to his father’s profession and his distinguished role with the native community. Joe has enhanced his legal and moral understanding of justice and also Joe is simultaneously aware of the slavery of the indigenous population and the injustice in the American legal system.

As the novel goes by, Erdrich makes various historical allusions that address indigenous justice. In the opening of the novel, Erdrich mentions the United States, forty-three Galloons of Whiskey, a court case that decided that Congress has the power to control the possession and the sale of liquor in the Land belonging to and the land nearby the Native American tribes. It is described in the novel as “Forty-three gallons of whiskey, sundry peltries, and other goods and merchandise, seized as forfeited by virtue of the twentieth section of the Act of Congress approved June 30, 1834, as amended by the Act approved March 15, 1864” (The Round,93). The inclusion in the thing beginning of the novel shows that the borders and the complications therein particularly affect the indigenous life in the United States. Throughout the novel, Joe struggles to cope with the aftermath of his mother’s violent and brutal rape his mother Geraldine is traumatized while her husband Bazil and her son Joe try their level best to help her heal fast.

Throughout the novel, Joe struggles to cope, with the aftermath of his mother’s violent and brutal rape. His mother Geraldine is traumatized while her husband Bazil and her son Joe try their level best to help her heal fast. Because of Geraldine’s trauma and Bazil’s caring love and concentration on his wife, Geraldine’s leaves Joe without much parental oversight. Joe tries to figure out and identify the man who raped his mother. Finally, when Joe finds out the culprit Linden Lark, he came to know that he cannot be able to bring that criminal to trial because of a loophole and the solution for this with his father and friends and discusses the different kinds of justice. “My father and I had followed her to the doorway, and I think as we watched her we both had the sense that she was ascending to a place of utter loneliness from which she might never be retrieved” (The Round 33).

The narration describes Judge Coutts and Joe as they climb the stairs. Judge Coutts climbs up to sleep in the sewing room rather than with his wife. Joe climbs the stairs after killing Linden Lark. In all of these cases, climbing the stairs symbolizes the family members travelling into physical, emotional, or spiritual isolation where the others cannot reach or help them. Because of the broken system of the law, he starts to follow his own path to administer justice. As he does, he feels a bane quickly transforms his desire for justice into an obsessive need for revenge, especially for Linden Lark, his mother’s rapist, to go free. Joe says he wants to kill him over and over again and that angry and revenge mode eventually allows him to plan and carry out Linden Lark’s murder. After the murder, he feels that he may have become a kliindigoo, because of the monstrous man he killed. But his community defends him, turning it into another type of justice, the traditional justice for dispatching wiindigoes.

A corrupt form of a similar incident towards justice is played out by Linden Lark. He has convinced himself that he and his family have suffered injustice at the hands of Indians, but they have no standing under the law yet Linden Lark continued to diminish the white man and take his honour. He also sees Indian women as whores who have added to his humiliation by rejecting him. In his twisted view, he plans to achieve justice and make things right by making “ two Indian women suffer”.

From the government’s point of view, the only way you can tell an Indian is to look at that person’s history. There must be ancestors from way back who signed some document or were recorded as Indians by the U.S. government … after that, you have to look at that person’s blood quantum. In other words, being an Indian is in some ways a tangle of red tape. On the other hand, Indians know other Indians without the need for a federal pedigree, and this knowledge like love, sex, or having or not having a baby—has nothing to do with government. (The Round,123)

Linden Lark carries out his revenge in “The Round House”, which is supposed to be justice as well as the symbol of the sacred nature of women. He kidnaps and murders Mayla Wolfskin, as he feels that she shamed him, and he attacks Geraldine because her husband was the one who ruled against his family and forced them into bankruptcy. In the point of view of Lark’s thinking, he is achieving the justice, that the world denied him. In the eyes of the world, however, he is taking his revenge.

The Round House represents many different incidents of women being mistreated by both Native and non-Native men and also, the effects of colonialism and neo colonialism are illustrated through different characters , actions and discourses which reveal the racism within North American society. “With a savage thump he turned the casserole over onto the table. He lifted off the pan. The thing was shot through with white fuzz but held its oblong shape. My father rose again and pulled the box of cutlery from the cabinet counter” (The Round 78).

Joe narrates these words after he challenges his father on the effectiveness of the legal system to which his father subscribes. After Linden has been released from jail, even though Geraldine has named him as the attacker, she and Joe begin to lose faith in the law. Here, Judge Coutts puts a rotten casserole on the table and stabs it with various forms of cutlery until he forms a sculpture. He uses this as a symbol of Indian law: an unstable edifice of unjust and a few reasonable laws all balanced on top of a rotten base. In laying out the intricacies and contradictory elements behind Indian law, Judge Coutts reveals that he hopes to slowly overcome these laws’ injustices by building a better legal structure that will give the tribes more sovereignty over crimes committed on their land. The best way to spark this sort of change would be from within. Although Joe understands his father’s symbol, he cannot accept such small steps toward justice. Thus, he feels that he must pursue it on his own terms.

I suppose I am one of those people who just hates Indians generally my feeling is that Indian women are what he called us, I don’t want to say He said we have no standing under the law for a good reason and yet have continued to diminish the white man and to take his honour I won’t get caught, he said, I know as much law as a judge. Know any judges? I have no fear The strong should rule the weak. Instead of the weak the strong! It is weak who pull down the strong. (The Round, 196)

After killing Linden Lark, Cappy takes a moment to process his actions, dropping to his knees. Although Cappy shoots Linden with relative ease and in an attempt to fulfil justice, he obviously is profoundly affected by his crime. Throughout the novel, Erdrich seems to imply that some of the violence is justified, and that violence will always harm the person who is committing it. These certainly can be applied in Cappy did that, out of love for his best friend. A young boy’s family has suffered a terrible attack and assault which gives him a quest to solve the crime and at the same time to learn about life and himself. His search for identity and the quest for justice is not an easy one, it gives him a mix of cultures and religion which exists on the contemporary reservation.

It is significant that Erdrich voices social justice for both Indigenous and non-indigenous women. The Round House ends with a heartbreaking lack of resolution. Nothing is resolved and also no one is fulfilled. The first necessity in fighting for social justice is simply noticing and caring about injustice.

S. Dicxy
Ph.D. Research Scholar (Reg. No:21213164012044)
Department of English &Centre for Research
Scott Christian College (Autonomous)
Affiliated to Manonmaniam Sundaranar University
Nagercoil-629003
dixcy1995@gmail.com

Dr. J. Chitta
Assistant Professor
Department of English &Centre for Research
Scott Christian College (Autonomous)
Affiliated to Manonmaniam Sundaranar University
Nagercoil-629003
dixcy1995@gmail.com

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Reference

Erdrich, Louise. The Round House, NewYork:Harper,2012.
Johnston, Basil. “Weendigo” in Ojibway Heritage. Lincoln: U of Nebraska P, 1976, 165- 167.
“Difference Between Justice and Revenge.” Difference Between Similar Terms and  Objects, 26 January, 2010, http://www.differencebetween.net/language/difference-between-justice-and-revenge

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