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A Timeline of Cybils Historical Fiction

1540: The King’s Rose by Alisa Libby. (YA)

1776: Chains by Laurie Halse Anderson.

179?: Den of Thieves: A Cat Royal Adventure by Julia Golding.

c1800: Rapture of the Deep: Being an Account of the Further Adventures of Jacky Faber, Soldier, Sailor, Mermaid, Spy (Bloody Jack Adventures) by L.A. Meyer.

1840-1854: A Voice of Her Own: Becoming Emily Dickinson by Barbara Dana. (YA)

1846-1848: Anna’s World by Wim Coleman. Semicolon review here.

1850: Newsgirl by Liza Ketchum. Semicolon review here.

1860-1865: Lincoln and His Boys by Rosemary Wells. Semicolon review here.

1863: The True Adventures of Homer P. Figg by Rodman Philbrick.

1864-1874: Black Angels by Linda Beatrice Brown. Semicolon review here.

1898: The Evolution of Calpurnia Tate by Jacqueline Kelly. Semicolon review here.

1917: The Best Bad Luck I Ever Had by Kristin Levine. Semicolon review here.

1918: Winnie’s War by Jenny Moss. Semicolon review here.

1930’s: Strawberry Hill by Mary Ann Hoberman.

1936: Al Capone Shines My Shoes by Gennifer Choldenko. Semicolon review here.

1938: William S. and the Great Escape by Zilpha Keatley Snyder. Semicolon review here.

1939-1941: Tropical Secrets: Holocaust Refugees in Cuba by Margarita Engle. Semicolon review here.

1941: Born to Fly by Michael Ferrari. Semicolon review here.

1941-194?: Flygirl by Sherri L. Smith.

1943-1949: When the Whistle Blows by Fran Cannon Slayton.

1945: Comfort by Joyce Moyer Hostetter. (YA)

195?: The Year of the Bomb by Ronald Kidd.

1958: A Season of Gifts by Richard Peck.

1963: Road to Tater Hill by Edith Hemingway. Semicolon review here.

1964: Sahwira: An African Friendship by Carolyn Marsden.

1968: The Rock and the River by Kekla Magoon. (YA)

1969: Neil Armstrong is My Uncle and Other Lies Muscle Man McGinty Told Me by Nan Marino.

197?: Secret Keeper by Mitali Perkins. (YA) Semicolon review here.

1976: Eli the Good by Silas House. (YA)

Cybils’ Nominees Feature Grief for Deceased Parents

The Mostly True Adventures of Homer P. Figg by Rodman Philbrick. (both parents)
Carolina Harmony Marilyn Taylor McDowell. (both parents)
Peace, Locomotion by Jacqueline Woodson. (both parents)
Wanting Mor by Rukhsana Khan. (mom) Semicolon review here.
The Last Invisible Boy by Evan Kuhlman. (dad) Semicolon review here.
Love, Aubrey by Suzanne LaFleur. (dad) Semicolon discussion here.
The Girl Who Threw Butterflies by Mich Cochrane. (dad) Semicolon review here.
William S. and the Great Escape by Zilpha Keatley Snyder. Semicolon review here.
Wild Things by Clay Carmichael. (both parents)
Dragon Wishes by Stacey Nyikos. (both parents)
Positively by Courtney Sheinmel. (mom)
Tropical Secrets: Holocaust Refugees in Cuba by Margarita Engle. (both parents) Semicolon review here.
When the Whistle Blows by Fran Cannon Slayton. (dad)
Ice Shock by M.G. Harris (dad)
If the Witness Lied by Caroline B. Cooney. (both parents) Semicolon review here.
Walking Backward by Catherine Austen. (mom)
Signal by Cynthia DeFelice. (mom)

I wrote last year about how there were a lot of dead, dysfunctional and negligent moms in middle grade and young adult fiction. This year it seems as if the dads are getting equal time (see above). However, I just read four books in succession in which the young protagonist is mourning the loss of his or her mom (Walking Backwards by Catherine Austen,Positively by Courtney Scheinmel, and Signal by Cynthia DeFelice) or of both of her parents (Dragon Wishes by Stacey Nyikos).

Walking Backward reminded me of another Cybils nominee, The Last Invisible Boy by Evan Kuhlman. In both books the narrator is quite articulate in explaining what it feels like to mourn a parent:

“Once your mother dies, you’re either unhappy because your mother died or you’re happy but you think you shouldn’t be because your mother just died, or you’re happy and not thinking about it until other people look at you like you’re a freak for being happy when your mother just died. Any way you look at it, it’s not happy.”

Josh, the twelve year old in Walking Backward whose mother dies in a car accident, is obsessed with phobias, because his mother’s accident was caused by a phobia, and mourning customs, because Josh wants to figure out how to mourn his mother. He explains in the book about how Jewish people sit shiva for their deceased loved ones and about native American customs for mourning and Japanese Buddhist practices, among others, but none of the customs seem to give Josh and his family just what they need to survive his mom’s untimely death.

A common theme that runs through several of these Mourning a Parent books is that the remaining parent loses his or her ability to cope and to parent. In Love Aubrey, the mom deserts Aubrey and leaves her all alone to care for herself. In Ice Shock the widowed mom spends time in a mental institution. The first lines of Walking Backward are, “My father is insane. He just came home from his appointment with the psychiatrist and handed me this journal.” Josh goes on to tell us how his father spends most of his spare time in the basement trying to build a time machine and how Josh and his little brother Sam have been neglected and left to fend for themselves ever since their mom’s death. It’s a sad book, but the narrator has a great voice, rather sarcastic, humorous, slightly angry, and desperately trying to cope with the death of a parent.

In Signal by Cynthia DeFelice, Owen McGuire’s dad has become a workaholic and emotionally distant since the death of Owen’s mom. Owen, like Josh, has to take care of himself, and he takes solace in the idea that he shared with his mom: that somewhere in the vast universe there are probably other planets with intelligent, sentient life. Then, Owen meets a girl who tells him she is from another planet. The fact that Owen believes her and helps her with her plan to signal her parents’ spaceship is probably a function of his loneliness and his desire to believe in something, anything. The girl, Campion, asks Owen to go with her her to her home planet. And Owen must decide whether to leave the father that he believes has, for all practical purposes, forgotten about him.

In Positively the narrator, Emmy Price, gets a double whammy. The book begins with these words: “When my mother died, I imagined God was thinking, ‘One down, and one to go.'” Emmy and her mother shared a tragic bond; both were HIV-positive. When Simone Price dies of AIDS, Emmy feels as if no one in the world understands her or her situation. Emmy ends up living with her father, who deserted her and her mom, and her young stepmother, who is pregnant. Emmy also turns into a whining, complaining, temper-tantrum throwing, highly unpleasant young lady as she tries to deal with her grief and her fears about her own medical condition. In one scene Emmy, age thirteen, throws all of her stepmother’s dishes on the floor in an orgy of anger. I didn’t like Emmy Price very much, but I did understand why she was such a nightmare teen. I remember growing up with a good friend whose brother had a serious heart condition. I understood why my friend’s little brother was such a spoiled brat, but that didn’t make him any more pleasant to be around.

In Dragon Wishes Alex and Isa have come from Oklahoma to live with their Uncle Norbert and Aunt Ling in San Francisco after the tragic death of their parents. Alex, short for Alexandra, is a little bit younger than Emmy Price, but she has almost as much grief and loss and fear to carry on her eleven year old shoulders as Emmy does at thirteen. And Alex is a more interesting character than Emmy. Alex tries various ways to deal with her grief and her new living situation, and although some of the ways don’t work too well, Alex feels like a stronger character than Emmy. Alex does become angry when her aunt seems to neglect Alex and Isa in favor of her job, but she doesn’t take it out on the dishes.

There’s a mystical element to Dragon Wishes as Alex’s aunt tries to help her by telling her the Chinese folk tale of Shin Wa and the dragons. I’ll have to admit that I didn’t totally understand the point of the episodes of the Chinese dragon tale interspersed throughout the book, but the story is a focal point for Alex to find meaning as she mourns her parents and makes a new life in a new place.

I thought all of these books were worthwhile and well-written, but I did get tired of Emerson Price long before she got tired of feeling sorry for herself. Alex Rohre of Dragon Wishes makes better choices, even when they’re wrong choices. And Josh and Owen are sympathetic characters who attempt to deal with the overwhelming loss in their young lives as well as they can. I’d recommend all four books, but maybe reading them all one after the other is a little too much death and grieving for one week.

Inspired by . . . Book-Loving Books

I’m seeing lots of novels for adults and children that have been inspired by or at least informed by classics and childhood favorites. The Jane Austen spinoffs are ubiquitous. Daphne du Maurier and Josephine Tey are each featured as detectives in their own recent mystery series. And this year’s children’s fiction authors are also being influenced by and paying homage to their favorite books and authors of the past.

Laurel Snyder’s Any Which Wall obviously draws on Edward Eager (Half Magic, Knight’s Castle, etc.), even though Mr. Eager’s books are barely mentioned in the book. In fact, Ms. Snyder says in a book blurb at her website, “This tribute to Edward Eager follows four kids on a magical summer journey that includes pirates, wizards, dastardly villains, and just about everything else that Common Magic can summon up.”

When You Reach Me by Rebeccca Stead is heavily influenced by Madeleine L’Engle’s A Wrinkle in Time right down to the the time wrinkles, or tessaracts, themselves. The main character, Miranda, carries around a tattered copy of A Wrinkle in Time and reads and rereads it as almost a sort of talisman. In Road to Tater Hill by Edith Hemingway Annabel reads the same book, A Wrinkle in Time, in nearly the same obsessive way, although the stroy’s plot doesn’t owe as much to Wrinkle as does When You Reach Me.

And in Callie’s Rules by Naomi Zucker, Callie identifies strongly with Jane Eyre. She rereads Jane Eyre instead of the book assigned by her English teacher. Callie searches Jane Eyre for clues to resolving her middle school problems. Callie’s Rules, in fact, reminds me strongly of my favorite Jane Eyre quotation:

“Laws and principles are not for the times when there is no temptation: they are for such moments as this, when body and soul rise in mutiny against their rigor; stringent are they; inviolate they shall be.”

The poverty-stricken family in Also Known As Harper by Ann Haywood Leal fixates on To Kill a Mockingbird, and Atticus Finch in particular, to feed their fantasies of a better life.

The Mother-Daughter Book Club series by Heather Vogel Frederick is obviously and quite intentionally channeling classic children’s books. The first book in the series was The Mother-Daughter Book Club, about a group of four sixth grade girls and their mothers who form a book club and read Little Women. In the second book, the girls are now in seventh grade and reading Anne of Green Gables, hence the title Much Ado About Anne. And in the third book of the series, the one I read for the Cybils judging, girls and moms are bonding over Jean Webster’s classic Daddy Long-Legs. This third book, Dear Pen Pal, covers the girls in their eighth grade year, and although the characters tend toward stereotypes (The Soccer Jock, The Fashion Queen, the Boy Crazy Popularity Seeker, the Natural Farm Girl, the Reader), I’m considering it for the book club I’m leading in the spring for some intermediate age girls at our homeschool co-op.

And now I read that Hilary Mckay (she of the wonderful Casson family books) has written a sequel to Frances Hodgson Burnett’s A Little Princess. It’s not about Sara Crewe, but rather about her friends left behind in Mrs. Minchin’s Boarding School.

Semicolon review of Any Which Wall by Laurel Snyder and When You Reach Me by Rebecca Stead.
Semicolon review of Road to Tater Hill.
Semicolon post on Jane Eyre.
Semicolon review of Callie’s Rules.
Semicolon review of Also Known as Harper by Ann Haywood Leal.

The Homeschool Liberation League by Lucy Frank

The first day of eighth grade I took the bus to school, walked through the door, turned around, and went home.

From that great beginning line to the kiss at the end, Lucy Frank’s “tribute to the range of learning possibilities available to kids today” is a delight and a keeper. It’s not pro- nor anti-homeschool or public school. It’s not predictable. The main character, Katya, wants to be liberated from the mind-numbing frustration that is Martin Van Buren Middle School. However, later on in the book, Katya’s new homeschooled boyfriend, Milo, is just as desperate to be liberated from the clutches of his controlling, career-conscious dad. And some of Katya’s public school friends can’t understand why she would want to leave school to stay home all day. Others can understand, but don’t want any such education for themselves. Another of Katya’s homeschooled friends enrolls in a private school that’s just right for her.

It’s not about one-size-fits-all. Which is exactly my educational philosophy, I think. This year I have one child enrolled in a special public high school that meets at the local junior college where the students take traditional high school classes along with dual credit college classes. Another child, Betsy Bee, begged me to enroll in her in a public school virtual academy that uses the K12 curriculum, so she’s learning at home, but enrolled in public school. My senior in high school is taking dual credit classes at the junior college and working and preparing to go away to college in the fall of 2010. Then, I have two children, Karate Kid and Z-Baby, who are at home, doing traditional homeschool, whatever that is.

It’s all about choices and trying to fit the educational opportunities to the student. And that’s what I like about Ms. Frank’s little book. She does manage to work some homeschool philosophy into the story (Milo’s dad is particularly articulate on the subject of listening to your children and finding your own educational style although he can’t seem to make that work with Milo), but it’s not preachy or one-sided. The Homeschool Liberation League also takes a few jabs at the problems and idiocies associated with institutional learning, but it’s just as quick to poke fun at pretentious homeschoolers and their “free school” private school counterparts.

And Ms. Frank tells a good story, one that kept me guessing as to what would happen to Katya and to Milo and to their crazy but lovable families. I recommend this one for ages 12 and up; there’s some tame romance stuff, but most of the story is about Katya and her educational adventures. I really enjoyed it.

Review Round-up:
Lazy Gal: “I’m usually not one to be pro-constructivist education (I’m firmly in the ‘you need a good solid background before you Follow Your Bliss’ camp) but this book captures what’s right about homeschooling.”

Jean Little Library: “Finally. Finally!! A story involving homeschoolers who are not members of a cult. Ex-members of a cult. Raised by ex-hippies. Raised by nouveau hippies. Complete social outcasts with no social skills whatsoever. And….it’s a GOOD story on top of that!”

I couldn’t find any other blog reviews. If you’ve read and reviewed this book, please leave me a note, and I’ll link.

If the Witness Lied by Caroline B. Cooney

Why does the teaser on the back of this book give away key plot developments? Because this YA thriller is suspenseful and fun to read. It doesn’t need a quoted passage from the next-to-the-last chapter printed on the back cover and spoiling the surprises. Bad move on the part of whoever designed the cover.

So don’t read the back cover, but do read the book. Caroline Cooney specializes in Young Adult mystery/thrillers. Her books contain low to nonexistent blood, sex, and gore, lots of tension and excitement, intriguing family dynamics, and good, believable characters. If the Witness Lied has all of the above, and in addition there are some thought-provoking discussions of religion, God, and ethics that I thought were well integrated into the story and not didactic at all.

First lines: “The good thing about Friday is—it’s not Thursday. Jack Fountain lived through Thursday, and nothing bad happened: no cameras, no microphones.”

As the story unfolds we learn that Jack has good reason to fear microphones and cameras and the particular Thursday in question, the anniversary of his dad’s birthday. Jack has two sisters, and they, too, are media-shy and not sure what to do about their dad’s birthday. The remainder of If the Witness Lied tells why.

Blog reviews:
Sarah at The Reading Zone:If the Witness Lied is a thriller through and through! I started the book on Friday afternoon and didn’t put it down until I finished it on Friday night. What a thrilling read! At times, I felt like I was reading a newspaper article because it felt so realistic. Certain touches, like the introduction of a sleazy reality show producer, make this book stand out.”

Reading Junky’s Reading Roost: “Could it be that the one witness of the horrible event may have lied? Could that witness actually be a murderer, and how can three teens and one toddler prove it?”

Liz at A Chair, a Fireplace, and a Tea Cozy: “While on the surface an attack on reality TV and those who see themselves as only existing via television, this is actually a heartbreaking look at grief and the destruction of a family.”

Christmas in New York, 1776

“The holly-bits were tied with pine branches and set on the sills of the street-facing windows. Glass bowls of red berries were set on small tables in the drawing room, library, and the front parlor. Madam had two soldiers hang a ball of mistletoe in the front hall. This provided great merriment amongst the men and some blushing on the part of their wives.

I had never seen a house decorated with tree branches to celebrate the birth of the baby Jesus, but it did pretty up the place. The best was when Madam told us to hang dried rosemary throughout; that cut right through the lingering stench of boots and belching.

In keeping with tradition, I was to have Christmas Day free from work. I pondered hard on what I should do with so many hours for myself. Christmas at home had meant eating Momma’s bread pudding with maple syrup and nutmeg, and reading the Gospel of Matthew out loud while Ruth played on Momma’s lap. I was miles away from celebrating like that. I tried to bury the remembery, but it kept floating to the top of my mind like a cork in a stormy sea, and foolish tears spilled over.”
~Chains by Laurie Halse Anderson

I tried to read Laurie Halse Anderson’s much acclaimed novel about a slave girl’s life during the American Revolution several months ago, but I couldn’t get interested in it at the time. Now I’m reading it again, and it’s going much better this time. I keep being reminded of the Octavian Nothing books and of how slaves at the time of the Revolution couldn’t really get help from anyone. The American rebels, with all their talk of “liberty” and “all men are created equal,” really meant only white men deserve liberty and are created equal, and the British didn’t abolish the slave trade in the empire until 1807. They didn’t abolish slavery itself in the British Empire until the Slavery Abolition Act of 1833. Neither the Continental Army nor His Majesty’s British forces wanted to do anything about slavery, other than use escaped slaves from the the enemy’s households to fight against the other side.

As I said about Octavian Nothing, I believe Chains is more appropriate for older children and for young adult reading. I wouldn’t give it to anyone under the age of 12, at least, since it portrays slavery in all its horrors and brutality. However, for young people who want a compelling picture of what slavery was like in story form, Chains is a good choice and a bit easier to understand than Octavian Nothing.

Semicolon review of the two volumes of The Astonishing Life of Octavian Nothing by M.T. Anderson.

Bloggers on Chains:
The Reading Zone: “Isabel’s voice rings true to the times, without being overwhelming. The book reads like a story set in 1776 without being dry or difficult to understand. In historical fiction that is extremely important. If kids feel overwhelmed by dialogue, accents, or vernacular it is that much harder to get them to read and enjoy the book.”

Librarilly Blonde: “We see what Revolutionary War New York looked like through Isabel’s simple yet vivid descriptions of everyday life. Isabel herself is neither maudlin nor emotionally detached from both the good and the bad things that happen to her. She’s a heroine who doesn’t see herself as heroic; she only does what she believes is right.”

Book Nut: “Anderson doesn’t write down to the reader; the book is quite brutal at times. That’s not to say the book is harsh. Rather, interspersed with all the brutality are moments of absolute poignancy. The book just about ripped my heart in two at parts.”

The Book of Nonsense by David Michael Slater

Mr. Slater’s book was one of the Cybils nominees last year, and I started reading it. But I couldn’t really get too interested, for some reason. And I never got far enough along in the book to pick up on the “Biblical themes” that this article in Publisher’s Weekly references.

It seems that in the sequel to The Book of Nonsense, The Book of Knowledge, published this year, the twin protagonists “follow clues to the original Garden of Eden and discover that the record of primordial events recorded in Genesis may not tell the whole story.” And this re-writing of Genesis has stirred up a sort of tempest in teapot, with some bloggers and journalists drawing attention to the (bad) theology presented in the books, at least according to Publisher’s Weekly, although no links are provided to any blog furor.

Sounds like a bunch of nonsense to me.

Presenting Lenore: “The Book of Nonsense pulsates with action, intrigue and magic, but also offers quieter scenes that give insight into the twins’ characters and motivations.”

Word for Teens: “The name of this book is The Book of Nonsense, and that’s exactly what it is: nonsense! There were so many point of view changes that I got whiplash trying to keep up! In addition, the first half of the book made about no sense until the last three chapters of the book. Towards the end, the book does start to get interesting, but this is definitely not one of my favorites.”

A Bookworm’s World: “This tale has all the necessary elements to capture and hold a child’s attention. A battle between good and evil, danger, mysteries and lots of questions to keep them guessing until the end. The only thing I took exception to was the reference to God in regards to a mysterious book detailing a language called the First Tongue.”

There you have it. Varying opinions, but the controversy aspect highlighted in the Publisher’s Weekly article seems overblown and may even be an attempt to stir up up some kind of brouhaha in order to increase sales.

Christmas in Washington, D.C., 1864

Tad Lincoln:

“And Sherman’s men marched from Atlanta to Savannah–all the way to the sea—burning houses and barns, and tearing up railroads, and freeing slaves in droves.

In December of that year, Sherman sent another telegram to Pa, saying:

I BEG TO PRESENT YOU, AS A CHRISTMAS GIFT, THE CITY OF SAVANNAH.

Pa answered him right back:

MANY MANY THANKS FOR YOUR CHRISTMAS GIFT.

“Cause Pa and everybody else knew, after Savannah, that the South couldn’t last much longer.”

~Me and Willie and Pa by F.N. Monjo.

I’ll bet that was some Christmas, for Sherman and his occupying troops, for the Georgia families who saw what little they had left go up in smoke, for the slaves who were freed but with no place to go, for Lincoln and the rest of Washington who saw the beginning of the end of that long and cruel war.

A Christmas to remember.

Road to Tater Hill by Edith M. Hemingway

Road to Tater Hill is the story of Annabel and the death of her baby sister Mary Kate. The story reminded me of Love, Aubrey, another Middle Grade Fiction Cybils nominee in which a mother grieves so deeply for her lost child that she neglects the child she has left alive. Also in both books the child who is neglected and also grieving finds a new friend to help her cope with her loss and her feeling of not being enough for her mother. In yet another similarity, Aubrey and Annabel both live with a grandmother who takes care of them while their mothers are recovering from their depression. (You can read Betsy-Bee’s and my take on Love, Aubrey here.)

Road to Tater Hill is also a story that extols the joy and comfort of a reading life. Annabel is a reader, and her new friend, Miss Eliza, also finds strength and consolation in books. In fact, just like in another of this year’s middle grade fiction books, When You Reach Me by Rebecca Stead (Semicolon review here). the protagonist finds particular solace in reading one of my favorite books, Madeleine L’Engle’s A Wrinkle in Time.

“I dragged out the reading of A Wrinkle in Time. Whenever I really liked a book, I couldn’t stop reading, but this time I didn’t want it to end. I read each page twice, sometimes three times, before turning it. I felt like I knew the characters, and I wanted to keep them as my friends. Once I finished the book, they would be gone.”

I enjoyed the way Annabel and her friend swapped books and reading recommendations. Miss Eliza introduces Annabel to my favorite poem, Annabel Lee by Edgar Allan Poe. Annabel shares her copy of A Wrinkle in Time with Miss Eliza. Reading friends are some of the best friends of all, aren’t they?

The Road to Tater Hill takes place in North Carolina in 1963. The novel is Ms. Hemingway’s first solo book. (She co-wrote a couple of other novels.) If the setting or the subject appeal to you, it’s worth a look. I like the photograph of an actual, whole girl on the cover of the book, by the way.

Read Aloud Thursday: The Penderwicks by Jeanne Birdsall

Z-Baby’s been listening to The Penderwicks this week. Actually the full title is The Penderwicks: a summer tale of four sisters, two rabbits and a very interesting boy by Jeanne Birdsall.

Me: What did you like about the story?

Z-baby: It was funny when Batty, the little one (she’s only four), is there, and her dog, Hound, eats the map. Then Hound throws up. And Batty points to the throw-up and says, “There’s the map.”
It was just really, really interesting. One reason I listened to it a lot was because I didn’t always finish it.

Me: Which character can you relate to the most? Which Penderwick sister is most like you? Do any of them remind you of your sisters?

Z-baby: I’m probably most like Skye. She’s kind of mischievous, and she’s always peeking (spying) on people and losing her temper. She just does a lot of things I do. Rosalind is a tiny bit like Betsy-Bee. Sometimes she’s a little bossy, and so is Betsy-Bee. Betsy-Bee is also a tiny bit like Batty because Batty is really shy, and so is Betsy-Bee. Betsy-Bee also writes stories like Jane.

Me: What in the story reminds you of your own experiences?

Z-Baby: I’ve burned cookies before! And I’ve probably wished that I didn’t so something, but after a whlie once I get used to it, I’m glad that I did. Skye meets Jeffrey and bumps into him , and at first she wishes that she didn’t. But then later she’s glad that she did.

Me: The title calls Jeffrey a “very interesting boy?” Do you think he’s interesting? What’s interesting about him?

Z-baby: Yes, he’s interesting. His mother wants him to go to military school. And he kind of tells her that he doesn’t want to, but he can’t get that into her head. He wants to be a musician, not a military person.

Me; Anything else you want to tell me?

Z-baby: It’s a really good book, and you should read it or listen to it.

Me: Would you like to listen to the sequel, The Penderwicks on Gardam Street?

Z-Baby: Yes. Get it the next time you go to the library.

Here’s an account of our family’s original introduction to The Penderwicks almost four years ago.