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Snipp, Snapp, Snurr and the Buttered Bread by Maj Lindman

I just took a Picture Book Break from library work to re-read a childhood favorite picture book, Snipp, Snapp, Snurr and the Buttered Bread by Maj LIndman. I loved this series of picture books featuring the Swedish triplets, Snipp, Snapp, and Snurr when I was a kid of a girl. I loved the idea of triplets (and twins). It was intriguing to me that you could have three brothers (or sisters, Flicka, Rick and Dicka) who looked alike and were born at the same time. I think also the foreignness of these little boys growing up in a village in Sweden appealed to me.

In this particular Snipp Snapp Snurr adventure not too much happens. The boys long for some butter to spread on their mother’s fresh bread. So Mother sends them out to get some milk from Aunt Annie’s cow. But the cow, Blossom, has had no fresh grass to eat, so she can’t give milk. And there is no fresh grass to give Blossom because . . . So the story goes from one obstacle to another until the boys finally manage to overcome and get some butter for their bread. It’s just a lovely little sequential story showing how one thing depends upon another all in a great chain that finally yields food, feasting and enjoyment.

Lindman’s illustrations are delightful, too. Of course the triplets wear matching clothes, red overalls and a blue shirt, and they look just alike. The reader never knows in this book which one is Snipp or Snapp or Snurr. Lindman writes, “The sun looked down at the boys and shone and gleamed and beamed with happiness.” And the sun in the picture has a giant smile on his sunny face. Mother and Aunt Annie wear suitable but colorful farm woman dresses and aprons. Everything in the story and the pictures is just so charming and picturesque that it enhances my present enjoyment and my feeling of nostalgia.

Alice Dalgliesh writes in her foreword to Snipp, Snapp, Snurr and the Buttered Bread: “This is the fourth book in the series telling of the adventures of Snipp, Snapp, and Snurr. By this time these three little Swedish boys have become firmly entrenched in the affections of American children. . . . The story has the same quaint charm as the preceding ones. It has an air of reality but it takes just a step over the border of fancy. The books are entirely independent of each other. They may be read in any order, and children who first meet Snipp, Snapp, and Snurr at the farm can then go back and read any of the other adventures.”

Indeed. I am tempted to do as Dalgliesh suggests and go back and read all of the Snipp, Snapp, Snurr books as well as their companion series, Flicka, Rick, and Dicka. But my Picture Book Break time is over, so I’ll save the rest for another day.

The Merry Month of May

“It was a beautiful summer afternoon, at that delicious period of the year when summer has just burst forth from the growth of spring; when summer is yet but three days old, and all the various shades of green which nature can put forth are still in their unsoiled purity of freshness. The apple blossoms were on the trees, and the hedges were sweet with may. The cuckoo at fine o’clock was still sounding his soft summer call with unabated energy, and even the common grasses of the hedgerows were sweet with the fragrance of their new growth. The foliage of the oaks was complete, so that every bough and twig was clothed; but the leave did not yet hang heavy in masses, and the bend of every bough and the tapering curve of every twig were visible through their light green covering. There is no time of the year equal in beauty to the first week in summer; and no color which nature gives, not even the gorgeous hues of autumn, which can equal the verdure produced by the first warm suns of May.” 

~Framley Parsonage by Anthony Trollope, p.335

The royal roses redden
And smiling deck the sod,
The world is like a picture
Where the green fields smile to God;
The birds in all the branches
Are singing to the blue,
And the winds that wave the tree-tops
Toss the blossoms over you.
Oh, the splendor of the gardens
And the glory of the green,
Of banks of singing rivers
Where the lovely lilies lean!
The tinkle, faintly wafted,
Of far-off cattle bells,
And the thrushes’ silver music
In the dim and dreamy dells!
For it’s Maytime, it’s Maytime,
And all the world is bright,
And love is in the sunshine,
And the golden stars of night.

“In Maytime” by Frank L. Stanton

The Explorations of Pere Marquette by Jim Kjelgaard

Jim Kjelgaard was just the guy for the Landmark book series editors to ask to write about an intrepid explorer of the wilderness. Father Marquette, a Jesuit priest of the seventeenth century, along with his explorer buddy Louis Joliet, were the first Europeans to explore the Mississippi from the north in Wisconsin down to the place where the Arkansas River joins the Mississippi. Father Marquette wrote about all of the peoples, plants , and animals, that he and his fellow explorers found as they travelled down the Mississippi, and he returned to Green Bay in Wisconsin to tell of his adventures to the French governor and others.

Because Father Marquette worked among the Indian tribes in Michigan and Wisconsin and was also one of the first Europeans and Christians to minister to the Illinois Indians and the first to camp near the site of the present-day of Chicago, this book would make an excellent addition to the study of the state histories of Illinois, Wisconsin, and Michigan. In the foreword to the book historian and Jesuit R.N. Hamilton writes:

“What makes this book most interesting is that Jim Kjelgaard has based all but two incidents on the life of Father Marquette, S.J. The stories of the wounded Indian and the finding of game on the South Lakes, while not recorded of Father Marquette, are, as we know from the writings of Jesuits who were his fellow laborers, typical of what he would have done in the circumstances.”

There are content considerations for the book, however. While some individual Native Americans who appear in the story are described as handsome, strong, and courageous, the Indians as a whole group and as individual tribal groups are usually characterized as improvident, unsanitary, poor, and of course, savage. Since this was truly how the early Europeans saw the Native Americans they met in the New World, and since Father Marquette and other Jesuit missionaries were compassionate and eager to improve the physical and spiritual condition of the Native Americans they came to serve, I don’t have a problem with this characterization. I don’t believe that all cultures are equally conducive to human thriving or to honoring the God who made us, so I have no issue with the idea that the Europeans had much that was good and needed to share with with their Native American brothers. And the Native American people had things to teach the Europeans, but that aspect is not emphasized in this book.

Jim Kjelgaard wrote one other book in the Landmark series, The Coming of the Mormons, one Signature biography, The Story of Geronimo, and the historical fiction book, We Were There at the Oklahoma LandRun. Kjelgaard is also responsible for many beloved animal stories, including Big Red, Irish Red, and Outlaw Red, all dog stories. An outdoorsman and a lover of American history and adventure in particular, Mr. Kjelgaard tells the story of Father Marquette and his explorations in an engaging way that will appeal to young, beginning outdoorsmen and adventurers.

Simon Sort of Says by Erin Bow

Simon Sort of Says is funny, and well written, and at the same time thoughtful and trauma-sensitive. It also features mild profanity, inappropriate jokes and sexual innuendo, and post-traumatic stress disorder. And it’s written for middle grade readers, with a twelve year old seventh grader as the protagonist. So not for everyone.

Nevertheless, I enjoyed reading my first volume of middle grade fiction published in 2023. Simon and his parents move to Grin and Bear It, Nebraska, a place with “no internet and no cell phones and no TV and no radio.” Why they move to this place, a National Quiet Zone where scientists study radio waves from outer space, is a complicated story, and if you want the story to unfold gradually (as I think the author intended it to do), don’t read the blurb on the inside front dust jacket. I would certainly have preferred to figure out what happened to Simon and his parents that brought them to Grin and Bear It over the course of the story instead of being hit with the big reveal in the blurb.

And I would have preferred that the book itself left out the sex jokes, which seem a little too informed for twelve year olds, and the few instances of profanity. Honestly, the humor in the book overall is really funny, but again seems a little too witty and mature for a bunch of even very intelligent twelve year olds. Simon’s new friends in Grin and Bear It are Agate, an autistic girl who lives with her large and quirky family on a goat farm (also ducks and bees), and Kevin, a Filipino-American boy whose mom and dad are astrophysicists. (But Kevin’s dad runs a coffee shop.) If that’s not enough for comedy to ensue there are, in the story, alpacas, emus, a stabby peacock, dead bodies (Simon’s mom is an undertaker), and a squirrel who eats . . . Well, I’ll let you find out what the squirrel eats in the Catholic church, should you decide to read this book.

I am placing this one in the category of “I liked it but can’t recommend it.” There’s some bad or incomplete theology stuck in there, too, but I can’t give specifics without spoilers. So, read it if you’re curious, and give it to the kids if you think it’s harmless. It would have confused my kids–and made them laugh out loud. I’m always looking for clean and humorous stories for middle grade readers, by the way, so if you have suggestions, please comment.

Lawrence of Arabia by Alistair MacLean

Winston Churchill on T.E. Lawrence, aka Lawrence of Arabia: “I deem him one of the greatest beings alive in our time. I do not see his like elsewhere. I fear whatever our need we shall never see his like again.”

Indeed, Lawrence seems to have been a extraordinary man and military leader. This book by the best-selling author of espionage novels and thrillers, Alistair MacLean, portrays Lawrence as almost superhuman. In the course of his adventures through the Arabian desert over the course of the four years of World War I, Lawrence is shot, beaten, tortured, injured by shrapnel, starved, dehydrated, burned, frozen, sun struck, and ill—all several times and in many places. He survives sleepless nights, days without food and with very little water, capture by the enemy, and journeys of hundreds of miles through the desert on a camel, all for the sake of helping his friends, the Bedouin Arabs, to realize the dream of throwing off the rule of the Turkish Empire and forming a free and unified Arab nation.

The book was filled with details of military strategy and maneuvers, and the numerous battles and explosions and other acts of sabotage and war blurred together in my mind into a conglomeration of violent desert warfare. I would have liked to have learned more about the man, T.E. Lawrence, and less about the battles he fought. The politics of the Middle East before and during World War I were also complicated and sometimes a bit cloudy in my mind, but I was more interested in the political battles than I was the actual battles.

So, as I reached the end of the book, I realized that it was a good introduction to the era of the Turkish Empire, the British assault on that empire, the Great Arab Revolt, World War I in the Middle East, and Lawrence of Arabia. But it was just an introduction to all of these topics, and I was left with many questions. What were the British doing in Arabia in the first place? Did they come there just to fight the Turks? What made Lawrence care so much about the Arabs and Arab independence? Were there really enough Jews in Palestine during and immediately after World War I to make it a battleground between Jews and Arabs? How did Lawrence survive all that he did? We know what Churchill thought about Lawrence. What did Lawrence think of Churchill? Lawrence was a secretive man. He never married. What happened to him after 1920 (when the book ends)? Why was he so secretive? What did he care about other than war and Arab independence?

As I said, a good introduction, after all it’s a Landmark book written for children and young adults, but I would like to know more. I may try a biography written for adults, Lawrence in Arabia: War, Deceit, Imperial Folly and the Making of the Modern Middle East by Scott Anderson.

Read more about Lawrence of Arabia.

The Slave Who Freed Haiti by Katherine Scherman

The Slave Who Freed Haiti: The Story of Toussaint Louverture by Katharine Scherman.

There’s always a danger in writing nonfiction: new events and information may prove you wrong at some time in the future. In The Slave Who Freed Haiti, author Katharine Scherman calls Haiti “a beautiful and fertile land,” spoiled only by the “lazy and shiftless” Spaniards and the “brutal, indolent, lawless, and cruel” French slavemasters and their Creole assistants. Toussaint Louverture, a black enslaved man, born into slavery, like Mary Poppins is practically perfect in every way, in Ms. Scherman’s portrait of his life. She calls him a good man, a moral example, and a devout Christian. All of those assessments may very well be true, and indeed in reading the book and an article on Wikipedia, I could find very little fault in the man or the country.

However, Ms. Scherman ends her books with these words:

“To this day the little country stands as a monument to great-hearted Toussaint. There, in one of the few free black republics in the world, Negroes can walk with their heads high, without fear or shame, and the are the equals of anyone on earth.”

Another true statement, as far as it goes. But I think Toussaint Louverture, that good man, would weep to see the state of his free republic in 2023, and even in 1957, just three years after The Slave Who Freed Haiti was published, “Papa Doc” Duvalier took over the Haitian republic and made it into a “reign of terror” state.

Still The Slave Who Freed Haiti was a good introduction to the life and work of Toussaint Louverture and to the history of the nation of Haiti. I would like to share this book with the Haitian family who are members of my library and see what they think about it. Yes, it’s somewhat dated and maybe a bit hagiographic, but it has its place in the multitude of opinions about and portrayals of the Haitian revolution. And I am content to have it in my library as an introduction to Haiti and its history.

Content considerations: Slavery was cruel and evil everywhere it was practiced, but slavery in the Caribbean in the 17th, 18th, and 19th centuries rose to a level of brutality and torture that was unequalled, perhaps, in the history of slavery. Ms. Scherman describes the cruelty of the slave ships and the sugar plantations on the island of Haiti in plain language. One example:

“For the smallest offenses slaves were flogged to death with heavy whips made of plaited cowhide. Clever and hideous tortures were devised to kill rebellious slaves painfully. They were burned to death, blown up with gunpowder, partly buried in the ground with their bodies covered with molasses to attract ants, maimed by having an ear or even a hand cut off.”

Also the war for independence and freedom from slavery was violent and full of atrocities on both sides. So there’s a lot of very ugly content in this story. Do not read or assign this book to sensitive readers.

I knew very little about Toussaint Louverture before I read this book, and now I know more and more about Haiti and more about man’s cruelty to man and more about the courage and resilience of the Haitian people. And that makes the book a worthwhile read.

Read more about Haiti:

Picture Books:

  • Selavi, That Is Life: A Haitian Story of Hope by Youme Landowne.
  • Tap-Tap by Karen Lynn Williams
  • Painted Dreams by Karen Lynn Williams
  • Monsieur Jolicoeur’s Umbrella by Anico Surany.
  • Circles of Hope by Karen Lynn Williams.
  • Please Malese! A Trickster Tale from Haiti by Amy MacDonald.
  • The Happy Sound by Ruth Morris Graham.
  • Aunt Luce’s Talking Paintings by Francie Latour

Black Patriot and Martyr, Toussaint Louverture by Ann Griffiths is a Messner biography written for an older audience (middle school and high school).

Haiti’s Untold History of Missions by Andy Olson in Christianity Today, February 28, 2023.

Combat Nurses of World War II by Wyatt Blassingame

“In World War II, Wyatt Blassingame was an intelligence officer with the Naval Air Corps on the islands of Tinian and Okinawa. He witnessed the work of army and navy nurses when he visited sick and wounded comrades in hospitals on Hawaii, Saipan, and Okinawa.”

“Here is the story of the courageous young women who served at Pearl Harbor, Corregidor, Anzio, Battle of the Bulge, Iwo Jima, and other fighting fronts of the Second World War.”

Courageous young women indeed. Amazing young women. And they were all volunteers. These young women (Blassingame often calls them “girls” in his narrative) may very well not have realized what they were volunteering for, or what dangers and harrowing experiences they were going to be called on to endure, but they knew it was war, or imminent war, and they knew that nurses were likely to come into contact with blood, gore, injury and death. I certainly would be hesitant to take on a nursing career in a peacetime hospital, much less in a war zone.

In the Author’s Note at the end of the book, Mr. Blassingame writes, “Not very much has been written about the American nurses who served with such courage and endurance and devotion to duty in World War II. Consequently in researching this book I often had to rely on personal contact with nurses who could tell me about their experiences.” This reliance on interviews with World War II nurses makes the book even more valuable and compelling.

I searched online for the names of many of the nurses that Mr. Blassingame writes about in his book, but I found very little information on most of them. Combat Nurses of World War II may be the only record left of the contributions made by many of these heroic, yet ordinary, nurses. I did find a few books, written for adults, about some of of the nurses in this book:

And a couple of articles about some of the World War II nurses:

I did find the story about the nurses and medics who accidentally crash-landed behind enemy lines in Albania (told in three of the above books) to be the most exciting story in the book It would make a good movie, I think. Some of the other nurses’ stories are probably retold in other books about World War II in general, or about specific ships or battles. But a lot of the nurses’ words and stories are most likely preserved only in Combat Nurses.

Even though it’s a story about war, the book is not gratuitously gory or shocking. People, nurses and others, do get injured and even die, but their stories are told in a way that honors the nurses’ sacrifice and preserves their memory. I would give this book, and probably its companion book Medical Corps Heroes of World War II, to any middle grade or older young person who was studying or interested in World War II. “The Greatest Generation” was blessed in its heroes and its heroines.

This Landmark book, once a rare find, out of print, has been reprinted by Purple House Press, and it’s now available at a very reasonable price with updated maps and photographs which were not in the original book. I have a copy of the old, original edition in my library, Meriadoc Homeschool Library, but I may need to purchase a copy of the updated reprint from Purple House Press. And if you want even more information, check out the podcast episode from Plumfield Moms, Combat Nurses.

The Warden by Anthony Trollope

The Warden is the first of Victorian author Anthony Trollope’s Barsetshire Chronicles, set in the fictional cathedral town of Barchester and in the surrounding county of Barsetshire. “Let us presume that Barchester is a quiet town in the West of England, more remarkable for the beauty of its cathedral and the antiquity of its monuments than for any commercial prosperity; that the west end of Barchester is the cathedral close, and that the aristocracy of Barchester are the bishop, dean, and canons, with their respective wives and daughters.”

Mr. Harding is the warden of a small hospital, or charitable nursing home, housing twelve indigent old men and he is also the precentor (song leader) at the cathedral. The Warden’s good friend is the Bishop of Barchester, and the Warden’s son-in-law is the bishop’s son, Dr. Theophilus Grantly, archdeacon of Barchester. There are a few other major characters in this saga of the rise and fall Warden Harding: the warden’s two daughters, Susan and Eleanor, and Dr. John Bold, Eleanor’s would-be suitor.

I won’t go into the intricacies of the plot of the novel, but it is reminiscent of the politics surrounding the cost and color of the church carpet or the salary of the assistant pastor in a Baptist church. Being Baptist myself, not Anglican, those are the analogies that came to mind. All sorts of comings and goings and arguments and resolutions take place, all revolving around the Warden and his income arising from the wardenship of the hospital. Some think he is entitled to his eight hundred pounds per annum, and others emphatically think not.

And so the novel goes. It does seem to be a rather petty question upon which to hang an entire novel, but it shows the great consequences of what often amount to petty controversies. These little questions and disagreements do indeed change the course of a person’s life, sometimes of many people’s lives. And Mr. Trollope excels at showing just how complicated and consequential a small controversy can become.

Along the way, Trollope takes the time to insert both humor and social commentary into a sharply drawn portrait of a quiet cathedral town and its inhabitants. Archdeacon Grantly is the most influential and respected man in the cathedral close, who “strikes awe into the young hearts of Barchester, and absolutely cows the whole parish.” Nevertheless, he becomes “an ordinary man” when his wife tells him what’s what in the confines of their episcopal bedroom. Parliament is considering a law, a law that will never be passed, to order “the bodily searching of nuns for jesuitical symbols by aged clergymen. The bill is taken up solely for the underhanded purpose of setting the Irish Protestants and the Irish Catholics in Parliament at odds with one another. Journalist Tom Towers writes scurrilous gossip in the newspaper called The Jupiter, and he thinks himself the king of the world, with more secret power than the politicians, the clergy, and royalty all combined.The humor is somewhat subtle, but so well written that I couldn’t help but laugh and shake my head in agreement with Trollope’s insightful portraits of human foibles.

I recommend The Warden, and Trollope’s 46 other books, to slow you down and give you opportunity to look carefully at the follies and endearing qualities of our fellow humans. Other than Jane Austen, no one shows the difficulties and the comedy of the human condition in miniature, so to speak, as well as Trollope.

Picture Book Preschool

It’s been a while since I’ve posted information about my book list for children, Picture Book Preschool. It has the word “preschool’ in the title, but it’s appropriate for children from ages two to six, or really any child who still enjoys picture books. (Don’t we all enjoy picture books?)

Picture Book Preschool is a preschool curriculum based on picture books I have been reading to my children, and now grandchildren, for the past twenty years. Each week of the year is built around a theme, and includes a suggested character trait to work on, a Bible verse, a supporting activity, and seven suggested picture books to read to your children. Now you can find all of the Picture Book Preschool recommendations on Biblioguidesand purchase a PDF of the curriculum which includes all of the supporting resources and schedule.And while you’re at it, check out Biblioguides, a great resource for finding books and book information to enrich your own education and that of your children. 

If you would prefer a print copy of Picture Book Preschool, you can email me at sherryDOTpray4youATgmailDOTcom.

If you would like to learn more about Picture Book Preschool and my love of classic picture books, you can listen to this podcast interview with me on Plumfield Moms.

Pancakes-Paris by Claire Huchet Bishop

I heard about this book from the ladies at Biblioguides long before I found it last year at a used bookshop for only $5.00. It turned out to be bargain, despite the broken binding in the back of the book, which I fixed with book tape. Anyway, the story itself is well worth the $5.00.

Six French children were sitting on the ground in the little garden back of the old church of St. Julien le Pauvre, in Paris. It was February, at four thirty in the afternoon, just after school. There was a light touch of spring in the air. Zezette, who was only five, had kicked off her wooden shoes.

It’s appropriate that the story begins in the garden of “St. Julien le Pauvre” because these children are indeed poor. And it’s appropriate that there is a “light touch of spring in the air” because there is indeed springtime hope and joy to be found in the midst of their poverty. Charles, the main character in the story, is ten years old and is Zezette’s older brother. Their mother works in a factory all day, and their father died immediately after the war. The children have a discussion in the beginning of the book of how it was BEFORE, but some of them can’t even remember a BEFORE and doubt that it ever existed. This is post-World War 2 Paris, and things are difficult—no fuel, little food, no money–but hopeful. After all, it’s almost Lent, and some of the children remember having crepes (pancakes) on the Tuesday before Lent—BEFORE.

The story goes on to illustrate the friendship between the French and their American liberators and the impact of a simple gesture of kindness. In fact, respect and kindness characterize the relationships throughout the book. (There are some Black Americans mentioned as minor characters, and they are called “Negro”, which would have been the correct and respectful term for the time.) This story would be great to read aloud on Pancake Tuesday or Mardi Gras or really anytime during the Lenten season. It would also be a fitting end to study of World War 2, with hope for the future after all the horrors of that war.

Claire Huchet Bishop grew up in Le Havre, France. She became a librarian and a storyteller, first in France, and then at the New York Public Library after she married an American and moved to the U.S. Her books, mostly set in France, paint a lovely picture of the French people and of French culture, especially among the children of post-war France.