I spotted this book in a grade 11 Native Studies class and it piqued my curiousity. While I appreciate the fact that the author speaks from a place of experience, the book just didn't really speak to me. There were certainly bright moments - I especially loved the grandmother, who doesn't get much of a role - and lots of truths. The writing style was very simplistic, which may appeal to younger readers, but I found distracting. There was also a lack of plot; the book is told in small vignettes, with a very tenuous overarching storyline. The cartoons were entertaining, but felt a bit too "Diary of a Wimpy Kid"-esque for a book that attempts to tackle such serious subject matter. 
 It wasn't terrible, just not really for me, and I struggle to imagine the target audience that would best enjoy this.