Ellen Stoecker is the author of the children's book The Afrikan Feral Cats of Sullivan's Island.
Q:
How did you come up with the idea for The Afrikan Feral Cats of Sullivan's
Island?
A:
First, Deborah, I would like to thank you for your patience as well as interest
in my little book. The inspiration for my children's book is rather layered....a
keen interest in history combined with a passion for animal rescue and of
course a love of Afrika.
A
little history. I attended the University of South Carolina and was heavily
involved with the sailing team. We sailed against the College of Charleston and
The Citadel. That brought me to Charleston. Charleston where the past and
present met in some kind of complicated joy.
I
decided to make the peninsula my home. It was the early ‘80s. The Charleston of
the ‘80s was a bit like a tattered but still rather beautiful ball gown. The
old guard had lost a lot of their money but still presented an elegant front.
The
city was such a unique mix of elegance and resilience, overshadowed by a dark
past, a complicated history concerning slavery. The start of the civil war
began in Charleston and is still a cause of pain with many to this day.
Afrika...I believe if you love a place so dearly it will become a part of your DNA. The warmth of the people combined with the incomprehensible wildlife altered me.
I
spent months working with displaced wildlife in particular orphaned [elephants]...an
experience that has kept me very involved with elephant rescue to this day. I
must say Afrika healed me, wounds from a complicated childhood now vanished. I
owe so much to Afrika.
When
I returned I moved to Sullivan's Island, South Carolina. A tiny speck of geography,
a lovely sleepy island with a very dark history. As the island captivated me
with its natural beauty it also left me feeling a bit ill at ease.
The history
was one of human tragedy. This tiny island was the place where over half a
million slaves came before being brought to market in Charleston. The island
contained pest houses to keep the unwell, a quarantine.
So
much human loss and all to show for it was a very sad slave graveyard that
greats you as you enter the most expensive real estate on the Southeast coast. They
say that half of all Afrikan Americans have an ancestor who came thru
Sullivan's Island...incredible!
My years on the island also had me being that lady that takes in any injured animal: possums, some red tail fox, Muscovy ducks, and feral cats. For a time the city would euthanize the feral cats and I could not stand for that...feral cats reduce rodent populations and are just remarkable creatures.
I
used to dress up all in black and open the traps that the city put out in the
wee hours of the night. I almost got arrested a few times....yep, that kind of
crazy. The cats I knew I wanted to write about and over a 10-year process I
combined the cats with the slave trade on the island to create the children's
story. Domestic cats’ origin is Afrika. A perfect storm.
Q:
What do you hope readers take away from the story?
A:
Writing about another culture's history is like walking into the sea, standing
motionless in its beauty and power but also being acutely aware of the perils
of disrespecting such a sacred space.
I hope this book could do some good in
starting a dialogue with our young ones about slavery. Children can comprehend
an animal's perspective on slavery in this book...a unique experience to hear
the voices of the cats describe how humans could do this to other humans but
animals do not enslave other animals.
Partial proceeds to go to the South
Carolina Humane Society and The David Sheldrick Trust in Kenya.
Q:
What are you working on now?
A:
Presently I am sending the book to schools in Uganda with basic supplies for
each school. This book is also a small gift to Afrika. Two sides of the
Atlantic were affected by the transatlantic slave trade. The potential
generations lost in Afrika...no one really speaks of it. The slave Olumide is Afrika's
hero...he shows the best of humanity in the most inhumane circumstance.
I had the pleasure of taking care of a young Ellie I named Le Petite Aubergine when I lived in Botswana. Now an adult I wondered with a heavy heart if he is still alive. Incredible creatures, elephants. I had to honor those lost lives...somehow.
--Interview with Deborah Kalb
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