I’ve mysteriously created a huge pyramid of books to take back to the library. (Yes, a pyramid, because I’m obsessive and stack according to size.) You’d think, being swamped with schoolwork as I am, that I wouldn’t be reading much, but the opposite seems to be true.
Books from the return pile that I haven’t mentioned yet:
Penina Levine is a Hard-Boiled Egg. (Rebecca O’Connell) Wait, why did I read this? Because BabelBabe didn’t like it and wanted a second opinion? Oops, no, that’s not it. She was bothered by the characterization of the parents and wanted a second opinion. I agree. I kept waiting (as the oldest child, ahem – and by the way, happy 22nd to my little sister) for Mimsy to get her comeuppance. Because she may have been right, but she was a tattletale about petty stuff. I think I’m more used to seeing flawed parents in children’s books – but not this brand of flawed parent. At any rate, while part of me sympathized with Penina for being the religious outsider (rebelling against attending mass in honor of the Immaculate Conception, anyone?) I also found her profoundly irritating on some level. I got an odd sense of struggle between doing something new and interesting with the story, and tying things up too nicely. In the end I would call it unmemorable, but look at how much I found to say about it? Parents in children’s lit is a great topic…
The Case of the Missing Marquess: An Enola Holmes Mystery. (Nancy Springer) Sweet! Another fab mystery to recommend to my clientele. And speaking of parents…this fits the classic mold of ‘get the parents out of the picture so that action can start.’ Literally, what sets the whole thing off is the disappearance of Enola’s mother (that would be Sherlock’s mother, too) which her older brothers dismiss but Enola sets out to explain. The format was a good way to juxtapose the 1880s idea of a proper young lady with a character that a modern girl would understand. Being of Enola’s unusual upbringing, she’s more of a suffragette in the making than a true 1880s girl, and so the way she carries on doesn’t feel as anachronistic and it would with a more typically raised girl. I’m looking forward to the next one.
ARE there any good children’s books with present and decent parents?
Leave Me Alone, I’m Reading. (Maureen Corrigan) Not as cozy a look at a reader as, say, Anne Fadiman’s Ex Libris, more meaty-essay in format, but reading the chapter on “Women’s Extreme-Adventure Stories” was a good distraction for my own morning of a women’s extreme-adventure story (although mine, though thoroughly feminine in nature, sadly bore too much of the physical endurance qualities of a more traditional extreme-adventure). Trust me, you either don’t want details or you can imagine them well enough on your own.
I think it might be time to move straight from breakfast (the part I managed to keep down) to rhubarb-boysenberry-raspberry crisp, don’t you? I’m not getting anything done today.
Speaking of not getting anything done, the new-ish McMenamins on Killingsworth (Chapel Pub) is having a benefit night for my cousins’ school, 5-close. I’ll be there after work. What’s better than having a beer in a former chapel to give money to schools? Not a whole lot. Looks like there are benefits at quite a few different locations tonight.
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May 22, 2007 at 1:53 pm
babelbabe
I’ll be there!
God, don’t I wish.
That parent question has me wracking my brains now – the only ones I can think of are the Little House on the Prairie parents, and the All-of-a-Kind Family parents….
May 23, 2007 at 11:38 am
J
It strikes me as rather English to have an elementary school benefit at a pub.
“What’s better than having a beer in a former chapel to give money to schools?” ha! A great idea, if I’ve ever heard one.
I know some *people who even drink in live churches. And that doesn’t even help the little children.
*russians
May 23, 2007 at 1:41 pm
Julia Bryan
Hm…good question about parents. How about Pongo and Missis Pongo from Dodie Smith’s The Hundred and One Dalmatians?
May 24, 2007 at 8:27 am
jessmonster
Do the Pongos count, since they’re not human? I mean, maybe good parents are acceptable in children’s lit if they’re not REAL. You see good adopted parents, like Matthew and Marilla, but Anne has to be an orphan to start out with. Or dogs. Or Mrs. Frisby.
Good point on Little House and All of a Kind.
There also seems to be an “if they’re good, one parent has to disappear” rule that applies to books like A Wrinkle in Time, Inkheart, Little Women.
The Russians, J, what about us and our port wine?
May 27, 2007 at 1:53 pm
Julia
The Pongos are missing their humans (oops, their pets) which is how D. Smith dismantles their order and starts the book on its journey to order’s return. Most missing parents in kids books seem to me to be that leg pulled from under a table, throwing order awry and making space for a story.
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