Roll of Thunder, Hear My Cry

For me, this book falls into the “important but very painful to read” category. It was depressing, disheartening, and yet an important look at race relations in the south in the 1930s.

The basic story is a year in the life of the Logans, as told from 9-year-old Cassie Logan’s point of view. She and her family live in Mississippi, north of Vicksburg, on a former plantation. Her family is different than the other tenant farmers in their area: they own 400 acres of their own land. It was a fluke: a Yankee had bought some after the Civil War and ended up selling some to Cassie’s grandfather. Yet, it’s the land — and owning it — that allows Cassie’s family a measure of freedom that the other families don’t have.

The interesting thing (to me) is that the other black families don’t hold it against the Logans do what they can to help out their neighbors and work hard at making ends meet. It’s the white people that claim the Logan’s are putting on airs, getting uppity and the like. In the end, it’s the land that both dooms them and saves them. (Which sounds ominous, I know, but really that’s the way it happens.)

Mildred Taylor doesn’t spare any one or anything. When Cassie disobeys, she gets whipped. She gets humiliated for just being black, and manages to get her “revenge”. It’s very much a world of get and try and give back. The children get splattered every morning on their way to school by the white bus going by (on purpose), and they take their revenge. Which sets off a chain of events. I think more than race relations, this book is about consequences. The consequences of choices, of decisions, of being black (or white) in Mississippi. There’s a strong sense of family, too. The Logans deeply care for their children, wanting what’s best for them. They are also concerned for their safety, navigating the difficult path of what’s right versus what’s best.

It was a very powerful book, one that I’m sure will stay with me for quite a while.

Good Masters! Sweet Ladies!

In a word: delightful.

Other words to describe this: gem, fascinating, funny, captivating, beautiful.

Amazing.

It’s amazing how much information Laura Amy Schlitz packed into 81 pages. There are 22 captivating characters, each one with their own story, separate, yet interconnected. It’s a well-researched (but never dull) peek back in to Medieval times, the harshness of it, as well as the simple little joys. I liked that Schlitz didn’t glamorize the lives of these children, but I liked that she kept it accessible to kids of today. I liked that much of it was poetry: beautiful, simple, powerful. (And this is from someone who isn’t necessarily a fan of poetry.)

I want to own this book. I have a feeling that M and C will enjoy it, too. I can even see them putting on one or two of the plays themselves. It’s a treasure, and well worth the Newbery it won this year.

The Princess and the Hound

This one, by Mette Ivie Harrison, is a perfect transition book. I needed something to go between Omnivore’s Dilemma and whatever I’m going to read next, a kind of cleanse-my-palate thing (you can tell I was just reading a food book). Thankfully, I had picked this up on a whim a few weeks ago at the library, in one of my hey-I-heard-this-was-good moments.

And I’m so very glad I did.

It was a compelling fantasy, an intriguing fairy tale. I love the world that Harrison created, where there’s “animal magic”: the ability to talk to animals in their own language. Unfortunately, that ability is regarded as evil, and so the people who have it are persecuted. Which is a bit of a problem for our hero, Prince George. (Hey! A hero named George! Hubby would be happy; he wanted to name our son George. But we never had a son…) He has the animal magic, as did his mother (who died because of it). He’s grown up hiding it and suppressing it. He eventually becomes engaged to Princess Beatrice, the only (mostly unwanted) child of a rival kingdom, whose sole companion is a wild hound.

To do much more summing up would give away plot points that are much better left as surprises. And this book is full of them; just when I figured it was getting predictable, and I knew what was going to happen next, Harrison threw me for a loop. There were twists in the plot, growth in all the characters (even the bad guys!), happy (mostly) endings for all. It’s also interesting because it’s from George’s point of view. It’s not very often you get a straight up romance from the male point of view. But perhaps that’s partly the the reason I have a quibble is with the love story. It’s good — I like that they weren’t swooning over each other or pining away (I hate that) and that they had some mutual respect. But, I felt like they were missing something elemental, some sort of chemistry that wasn’t there. But, as I said, that’s quibbling.

It’s a very good book. And I’m glad I transitioned with it.

Better than the Golden Globes…

Via Abby

Newbery Winner: “Good Masters! Sweet Ladies! Voices from a Medieval Village,” written by Laura Amy Schlitz
I only have to say that Fuse must be so jazzed. I’ve got it on hold at the library so when it comes in, I’ll weigh in on it then.

Honors: Elijah of Buxton, by Christopher Paul Curtis, The Wednesday Wars, by Gary D. Schmidt, and Feathers, by Jacqueline Woodson
I haven’t read Feathers, but I’m really excited the other two got nods. They were my picks out of all the books I’d read this year.

Caldecott: The Invention of Hugo Cabret, illustrated by Brian Selznick
How awesome. I sure hope my mother-in-law gets it for us (she’s purchased the Caldecott winners for us for the last several years), I would LOVE to own a copy.

Caldecott Honors: Henry’s Freedom Box: A True Story from the Underground Railroad, illustrated by Kadir Nelson, written by Ellen Levine; First the Egg, illustrated and written by Laura Vaccaro Seeger; The Wall: Growing Up Behind the Iron Curtain, illustrated and written by Peter Sís; and Knuffle Bunny Too: A Case of Mistaken Identity, illustrated and written by Mo Willems.
Mo Willems is becoming a perpetual bridesmaid: always the Honor, never the medal itself. Ah well. I haven’t read any of the others, though I’ve heard great things about The Wall, so I’ll probably be picking that up sometime soon.

You can find the list here.

Omnivore’s Dilemma

First, some history. Back in 2001 Hubby brought home a New York Times Magazine article by Michael Pollan had written about corn and the effect it is havingAmerican diets. I read it, was sufficiently shocked, and started reading ingredient labels. A anti-corn syrup activist was born. I have changed my diet (and my family’s) significantly in the past 7 1/2 years: I make my own bread, we limit the cereal and snack intake, we only have soda rarely. Aside from that article, the other motivators for food change over the years have been Fast Food Nation (which Hubby read; he said I probably couldn’t stomach the slaughtering chapters) and Crunchy Cons. We rarely eat at fast food (not never, though I do loathe McDonalds these days), and we try our best to buy local, especially when it comes to food. (Warning: this is one LONG review. Sorry.)

So this book, for me, was not so much a revelation as a confirmation. I can — and should — take the next step, take our food awareness to a slightly higher level (even if that means, much to C’s distress, getting rid of chicken nuggets and hot dogs and mac-and-cheese in a box).

The book is divided up in to three parts: Industrial, Organic, and Foraging, where he follows four meals from the beginning through to eating them. In industrial, he follows corn through corn-fed steers being “processed” to eating at McDonalds. If you read nothing else out of this book, read this section. Please. The only way we’ll even remotely begin to change the hold of industrial agribusiness has on this country is if more people know. (At one point, Pollan writes that the best way to change things would be to require glass walls on all slaughterhouses. Then, the public would be forced to acknowledge what goes on in those places in the name of cheap beef.)

The organic section was the one that I found most interesting. Pollan’s ultimate conclusion is that big organic (Whole Foods, Trader Joes, what you get at the supermarket) isn’t a whole lot better than industrial agriculture. I found this somewhat surprising. But, he visited farms and feedlots, and was unimpressed with the organicness of it all. Sure, they didn’t use pesticides or antibiotics, but the vegetables were still being picked by immigrant workers and the animals were still living in overcrowded conditions. Not exactly environmentally healthy, even if there is an “organic” stamp on it. (He also spends a lot of time talking about USDA regulations. If you can read this book and not end up angry at the USDA, I’ll be impressed.)

The second part of the organic section is Pollan’s ultimate ideal. He spent a week at Polyface farm, run by Joel Salatin. This man is an impressive farmer. He considers himself a”grass farmer“, rethinking how he raises cows, chickens, pigs, and rabbits. Everything is eco-friendly, local and interconnected. It’s an amazing place (it almost sounds too good to be true), and it made me wish for such a place closer to me (either that, or that I still lived in the DC area so I could pop down for a visit). It also made me realize that even though I buy local, I haven’t visited the farms where I get my meat. How are the animals living? How are they slaughtered and processed? I should be more proactive.

The final section is his attempt to recreate the hunter-gatherer. He hunts for wild boar. He forages for mushrooms, and serves a meal, in the end, that cost him practically nothing (except for time). He also visits vegetarianism, and the implications that has for modern eating. It’s all very fascinating (and well-written).

But, in the end, it leaves me slightly depressed. How many people are going to pick up this book? How many people can it change? Sure, organics and farmers markets are growing, but (as we’ve found out), it’s expensive. We spend a good chunk of our monthly paycheck on food, and it’s not because we’re buying more. I liked this quote (from Joel Salatin):

“Whenever I hear people say clean food is expensive, I tell them it’s actually the cheapest food you can buy… [W]ith our food all of the cost are figured into the price. Society is not bearing the cost of water pollution, of antibiotic resistance, of food-borne illnesses, of crop subsidies, of subsidized oil and water — of all the hidden costs to the environment and the taxpayer that make cheap food seem cheap. No thinking person will tell you they don’t care about all that. I tell them the choice is simple: You can buy honestly priced food or you can buy irresponsibly priced food.”

It just seems like a huge, uphill battle. But one in which I’m more than willing to do my part.

The Best of the Best-ofs

The January Bookworm Carnival is up over at Reading with Becky. She’s got a very impressive list of people’s varied 2007 Best-of lists. It takes some time, but it’s worth your while to go through (at least some of) them.

The 8th Edition of the Bookworms Carnival will be hosted at The Book Ninja. The theme is “The Geography of Make-Believe.” Full details are available at her site. You’ll need to read them. Really. Send an e-mail to thebookninja at gmail dot com with an appropriate subject line like “Bookworms Carnival” or “CARNIVAL OF AWESOMENESS!!!!” or “CARNIVAL EIGHT FOR THE WIN!” (Be creative, but use the words “bookworms” or “carnival” somewhere). The deadline for submission is February 8th.

I’ll have to go through my lists and posts and see what I can send Renay for next month’s carnival. This will take some thought.

Moxy Maxwell Does Not Love Stuart Little

I’m really reading The Omnivore’s Dilemma (and enjoying it), but last night after all the girls were in bed, it really wasn’t what I wanted to curl up with.

So, it’s a good thing — on a recommendation from Becky — that I picked up this book, the first by Peggy Gifford, at the library the other day. It hit the spot: short, cute, and very funny. Just right for the evening of a stressful day. In fact, I think you could safely call this book adorable. (Though I’m not sure Moxy would like being called that all that much.)

Moxy Maxwell, 9-year-old, almost-fourth grader has had all summer to read Stuart Little. But there never seemed to be enough time. Until it’s come down to this: the last day before school starts, the day of the “Goodbye to Summer Splash” show where she’s 1/8th of a swimming daisy, and an ultimatum: read the book or don’t go.

Simple. And it works. Moxy is an amusing main character, coming up with all sorts of ways to get out of reading the book. But when she finally does, it’s — like many things we are “forced to do” — love. But that’s another story. This story is her adventures in getting out of reading the book. And it’s a winner. (I’m passing it on to C, who I’m sure, will just love it as much as I did.)

Loving Will Shakespeare

I picked this up on a whim at the library a month or so ago, partially because Erin reviewed it and liked it well enough (at least I remember her reviewing it, but now I can’t find the link) and partially because I’ve read and like some of Carolyn Meyer’s other stuff.

And this one was okay. Nothing spectacularly brilliant, but nothing really bad either. It’s the story of Anne (Agnes) Hathaway, and how she came to marry Will Shakespeare. It’s an interesting enough story, but a less-than engaging one. I liked Agnes/Anne, but I really didn’t feel that connected to her. I was interested in her life at the beginning, but after a while I just got bored. So her mother died when she was little, and her father married a shrew. So she fell in love with a rogue and accidentally set fire to her father’s barn. So a man she was engaged to died from a fever. So she was 26 when she married an 18 year old because he got her pregnant. I really wasn’t all that interested. Which is sad; I should have been. There is so little known (the author’s note, while brief, was fascinating) about Shakespeare and Anne, that this really could have been a compelling love story. But it wasn’t. Maybe it was because of the length of time involved: the book covers 47 years, beginning with Will’s birth and ending when he comes back to Stratford-on-Avon from London five years before his death. Maybe I just wanted more… I seem to be wanting that from a lot of YA books these days. (Well, maybe not “a lot”, but this isn’t the first time.) But it just felt like a very long list: this happened, then this happened, then several months passed and this happened. And that doesn’t make for a very engaging story.

What did you read?

I popped over to overdue books with the intention of browsing the links for the stacks challenge, when I discovered that michelle created a meme. I don’t know how many others have done this, but feel free to copy and pass it along. Here’s what she wrote: Let’s make this into an end of year meme! Copy and paste this list. Bold the ones that you’ve read. Add an asterisk to those that are “keepers” or favorites. Then add yours [maybe 5 best?] to the end of the list. Might be fun to see what everyone has read this year.

Twilight – Stephanie Meyer*
New Moon – Stephanie Meyer
Eclipse – Stephanie Meyer
The Rest Falls Away – Colleen Gleason
Season of the Witch – Natasha Mostert
The Historian – Elizabeth Kostova
Queen of this Realm – Jean Plaidy
The Other Boleyn Girl – Phillippa Gregory
The Boleyn Inheritance – Phillippa Gregory
Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows – JK Rowling*
Austenland – Shannon Hale*
Book of Lost Things – John Connolly
Little, Big – John Crowley
Jonathan Strange and Mr Norrell – Susanna Clarke [I’ve read it, but not this year]
Rebecca – Daphne DuMaurier
The Last Witchfinder – James Morrow
Map of Bones – James Rollins
History of Love – Nicole Krauss
Pomegranate Soup -Marsha Mehran*
Thirteen Reasons Why – Jay Asher*
The Invention of Hugo Cabret — Brian Selznick*
Stardust – Neil Gaiman*
Fairies of Dreamdark: Blackbringer – Laini Taylor*

Go and have fun with this. 🙂 (Let me know in the comments if you do put one up; I’d love to see your list.)