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Tala Learns to Siva

Audiobook
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A lovingly empowering story about finding courage and strength in your family, history, and community through a traditional and cherished Samoan dance, taualuga. Written by debut author, Kealani Netane.

Tala wishes that she could dance the traditional Samoan dance, the taualuga, just like her Aunty Sina. But Tala's legs are too bouncy, her arms are too stiff, and she doesn't have Aunty's 'glow' when she dances. When Tala prepares to perform at her Grandma's birthday, she freezes on the stage. Will she find the strength and inspiration to help her dance?

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    • Publisher's Weekly

      March 18, 2024
      Netane’s debut celebrates individual perseverance and connection to Samoan culture as a girl, Tala, learns to siva from her heart. Against an ocean backdrop, Tala watches in awe as Aunty Sina performs the taualuga, her hands dancing like rolling waves. When Aunty shows her the moves, Tala’s “legs wobbled... wrists stiffened,” and she cries in frustration. Acknowledging her own early struggles with the dance, Aunty advises, “Dance from your heart. The motions will come.” Incorporating movements into her everyday activities, Tala makes progress but realizes that something’s still missing: a glowing face, honoring both Samoa and the child’s ancestors. Employing a tropical palette and repeating stylized motifs, Ho’s digital illustrations embody Tala’s enthusiasm as the child practices for her stuffed animals, and eventually, her family, carrying tradition forward for future generations. A glossary and author’s note conclude. Ages 4–8.

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