Scar
of the Bamboo Leaf
of the Bamboo Leaf
by Sieni A.M.
Release
Date: 07/09/14
Date: 07/09/14
Summary
from Goodreads:
from Goodreads:
"That
boy is like the bamboo...foreign and unknown in this environment. But like the
bamboo, if you plant and nurture it in the right soil, it has the potential to
grow vibrant and strong."
Walking with a pronounced limp all her life has never stopped fifteen-year-old
Kiva Mau from doing what she loves. While most girls her age are playing sports
and perfecting their traditional Samoan dance, Kiva finds serenity in her
sketchbook and volunteering at the run-down art center her extended family
owns, nestled amongst the bamboo.
When seventeen-year-old Ryler Cade steps into the art center for the first
time, Kiva is drawn to the angry and misguided student sent from abroad to
reform his violent ways. Scarred and tattooed, a friendship is formed when the
gentle Kiva shows him kindness and beauty through art, until circumstances
occur beyond their control and they are pulled away.
Immersed in the world of traditional art and culture, this is the story of
self-sacrifice and discovery, of acceptance and forbearance, of overcoming
adversity and finding one’s purpose. Spanning years, it is a story about an
intuitive girl and a misunderstood boy and love that becomes real when tested.
boy is like the bamboo...foreign and unknown in this environment. But like the
bamboo, if you plant and nurture it in the right soil, it has the potential to
grow vibrant and strong."
Walking with a pronounced limp all her life has never stopped fifteen-year-old
Kiva Mau from doing what she loves. While most girls her age are playing sports
and perfecting their traditional Samoan dance, Kiva finds serenity in her
sketchbook and volunteering at the run-down art center her extended family
owns, nestled amongst the bamboo.
When seventeen-year-old Ryler Cade steps into the art center for the first
time, Kiva is drawn to the angry and misguided student sent from abroad to
reform his violent ways. Scarred and tattooed, a friendship is formed when the
gentle Kiva shows him kindness and beauty through art, until circumstances
occur beyond their control and they are pulled away.
Immersed in the world of traditional art and culture, this is the story of
self-sacrifice and discovery, of acceptance and forbearance, of overcoming
adversity and finding one’s purpose. Spanning years, it is a story about an
intuitive girl and a misunderstood boy and love that becomes real when tested.
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~ EXCERPT ~
Ryler saw her art piece
earlier that day. Kiva hadn’t planned on it, but she also hadn’t planned to
hide it forever. Her nerves flared when he stood inches from her back, silently
absorbing the girl’s black silhouette and birds while his warmth and scent
surrounded her. Her hands turned clammy when she thought about exposing a
personal side of herself to Ry, more so than the hundreds of people who’d be
flocking to the gallery during the festival, because at least then she could
steer clear of her art work and avoid the judgments of strangers by immersing
herself in the other displays. But left alone now in this setting felt more
intimate than anything she’d ever experienced before, and with Ry standing so
close and her dreams laid bare, Kiva had nowhere to escape to.
Her uncle had briefly
left the art center to retrieve a few things from the house, and Ry was moving
some carvings to a corner of the room when he’d come around the table where she
was working and paused. Aware that he had stopped behind her, Kiva drew in a
silent breath and held it. He was so much taller than her, and it became even
more evident when she was sitting. She urged her heart to slow as she tried to
look at the canvas through his eyes. Could he see her heart through the arcs
and curves? Her loneliness through the slight downwards tilt of the girl’s
profile? Could he see through the patterns and decipher their inner meanings?
She didn’t have the courage to turn around and interpret for herself through his
eyes. Her own were too vulnerable.
The room was quiet save
for their breathing—his calm and steady while hers was rapid—and the atmosphere
charged with something potent. Her anxiety grew and grew into an invisible
bubble until she felt like the drum beats of her own heart could pop it.
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