Do you love to read?! Me too. Here are some book reviews for readers of all interests, ages, and abilities. Happy Reading!
Monday, November 30, 2009
Songs Inspired by Literature
Saturday, November 28, 2009
Sold by Patricia McCormick
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Lakshmi is a 13-year-old girl living in Nepal with her mother and stepfather. When her stepfather gambles away the family’s income, Lakshmi must take a job in the city as a maid. Dozens of cities and strange tour guides later, Lakshmi realizes the maid job was a cover: she is in India and has been sold into sexual slavery, with little hope of ever returning home. Written in short vignette style chapters, this novel tells the heartbreaking story of a young girl attempting to survive with only the memory of happiness to keep her afloat.
This book continues to give me chills. It is sad, disturbing, and horrifyingly true. My heart is completely broken for these young girls who live everyday not knowing if they will ever see their families again who experience the violation of their innocence on a regular basis. Written with incredible care and seemingly impossible lyricism, this novel is a much needed dose of reality. Although undeniably harsh, the story McCormick tells is one that cannot be ignored and is an important novel for teen and adult readers alike.
Luna by Julie Ann Peters
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For this book blog, I have chosen to write my response in the form of a letter to the author. I had an extremely positive reaction to this text and I wanted to frame my response in the form of a thank you to Julie Ann Peters, an author who I believe has taken an incredible leap and landed with grace. I fully intend on mailing an edited version of this letter upon reception of feedback.
La Linea by Ann Jaramillo
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Monday, November 23, 2009
A Long Way Gone by Ishmael Beah
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However, we see the power brainwashing and propaganda can have on someone who has lost all hope. During training, the soldiers are reminded of their loss and coerced into allegiance with the government: “Visualize the enemy, the rebels who killed your parents, your family, and those who are responsible for everything that has happened” (112). Their leaders tell them, “Our job is a serious one and we have the most capable soldiers, who will do anything to defend this country” (123).
It was absolutely horrifying watching Ishmael fall into these (what I thought to be obvious) traps. It makes sense that he had to distance himself from his actions and be almost empty, similar to an abuse victim: “I just sat with my head in my hands, thoughtless” (109).
For a good part of the book, I must admit I was angry with Ishmael. I did not understand how he could transform so quickly from an innocent child into a soulless killer. However, I pushed through and knew deep down that what I really felt was remorse and sadness for his loss of innocence. He was truly a victim. This is absolutely devastating. This particular passage sticks out in my head: “I didn’t feel a thing for him, didn’t think that much about what I was doing. I just waited for the corporal’s order. The prisoner was simply another rebel who was responsible for the death of my family, as I had come to truly believe” (124). In hindsight, Ishmael is realizing that he had created excuses for himself and pointed out his reasoning for completing such terrible acts. The fact that I know he was a victim of a horrible crime does not eliminate the goose bumps from the back of my neck as a re-read this passage.
Horrifying memories reenacted aside, this book was extremely powerful for me. Having little to no knowledge of the situation in Sierra Leone, this book gave me a very personal account of the horrors that occurred there during the civil war.
And last but not least, I was so incredibly grateful for Esther, Ishmael’s nurse. She showed an incredible amount of compassion for Ishmael and was willing to step completely outside of her comfort zone in order to help him. She helped him to begin his lengthy but crucial recovery in a very powerful way. I would highly recommend this book to anyone, young or old, for it teaches an amazing lesson about the resilience of the human spirit. Happy reading!
The Circuit by Francisco Jimenez
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Sunday, November 15, 2009
Review of: Little Brother by Cory Doctorow
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Doctorow, Cory. (2008). Little brother. New York: Tom Doherty Associates, LLC. 978-0765319852.
Marcus Yallow is a high school student senior with an incredible talent for technology. When he and his friends are caught up in the aftermath of a terrorist attack in San Francisco, they are arrested by the Department of Homeland Security and taken in for questioning. Upon release, they discover a police state in place of their city and must use their ingenuity and computer skills to undermine a power hungry government. Written in succinct, yet elegant prose and spoken from the voice of Marcus himself, this story brings to the surface important issues of personal and intellectual freedom, privacy, and power while treating the reader to an important coming-of-age story.
Shipwreck at the Bottom of the World by Jennifer Armstrong
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Armstrong’s vivid imagery and incredible story telling drew me into the story of the Endurance from the very first page. Being that I am ordinarily a huge fan of fiction, I was hesitant to pick up Shipwreck, but I was pleasantly surprised. Armstrong does an incredible job of weaving together pictures from the trek, diary entries from the crew, historical facts from the period seamlessly while telling the story in the style of a regular novel. Although she gives us the end of the story at the beginning (and those familiar with the Shackleton’s tale, already know!) she writes in such a way that the reader does not care to put it down. It is not “what happens” to the men or how the book ends—we already know that, it’s history! —but it is the journey, and as any experienced reader knows, this is the making of a good story.
Armstrong’s ability to create a documentary style story that is personal, intriguing, and emotional made it hard to believe she wasn’t there. I felt as though some of the emotions expressed in the story could only have been recorded by a member of the crew. Armstrong keeps her reader emotionally engaged in the experience by using similar language as the crew. The ship becomes a part of the crew, a character in the story: “Struggling out onto the ice, the crew witnessed the last of Endurance, a mile and a half away, as her bows went under. Then the ship dived quickly and the ice closed over her with a rush…The long-delayed death of their ship sent a wave of sadness and depression over the crew. While she lasted, Endurance had been a visible link to the world they once knew” (59).
In the past when I have read nonfiction texts, I have been disappointed by their lack of focus on the people, the players in the drama themselves. I was concerned that this text would primarily give me detailed information on the weather, the ship, the wildlife etc, but leave out the most interesting part: the adventurers! However, I was not disappointed. Armstrong’s incredible, no doubt intensely involved research provided her with stories galore to share about the men that made up Shackleton’s Endurance. I could imagine nearly every one of the men with their own unique quirks and tastes and I could envision their arguments, practical jokes, and their celebrations of “the Ritz.” I must not forget to recognize Frank Hurley’s photography for these incredible images! There is one photo in the book in which the men are dressed for a variety show and one man is in blackface. At first I was shocked that this was included in a book published today, but then my concern quickly diminished when I noticed Armstrong’s informative description of the concept with subsequent disapproval: “The crewman on the left in ‘blackface’ illustrates a form of racial slur common to the era which no one today would tolerate” (38). This carefully composed commentary alongside a riveting story of survival is what makes this book great.
I feel that an excellent nonfiction text for young adults is comprised of factual information, narrative, stimulating language and illustrations (either vivid descriptions or pictures themselves). Unfortunately, young adults often find history to be boring and it is up to educators and nonfiction authors to alter this perception. Nonfiction not only teaches the reader something, but asks questions too. What does this historical event teach us about the human experience? How will this concept affect our future? Etc. Jennifer Armstrong is one example of an author who has done this successfully. She has done her research; not only of Endurance and her men, but also of young adult writing. Her style includes engaging language that assumes a certain degree of knowledge, but also works to teach her reader new vocabulary in an interesting, non-condescending way. Her descriptions of the men, particularly Shackleton, beg the question: How do we nurture hope? What can this crew of determined, brave men teach us about the human condition?
Like Howard Zinn, Armstrong teaches history through the people who experienced it. Because of her dedication to creating such a reading experience, young adults, alongside their teachers and parents, will be drawn to this human story of struggle and perseverance.
Sunday, November 8, 2009
Feed by M.T. Anderson
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Friday, November 6, 2009
The House of the Scorpion by Nancy Farmer
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This book made me cringe. And cry. And laugh. And want to scream. And that, to me, is the sign of an excellent book. Farmer’s frighteningly possible imaginary story is an incredible creation. From the setting of Opium/Dreamland to the concept of mindless “eejits,” Farmer has done an excellent job of taking science to an entirely new eye-opening, bone-chilling level. I am always hesitant to read science fiction because I feel more inclined to read books that I find particularly relevant to my own life. However, after reading The House of the Scorpion, I have a newly found appreciation for the genre. Like Orwell’s 1984, Farmer’s novel forces us to face the things we are most afraid of—and makes them very realistic. Given the current state of science in our society it is not unlikely that cloning could become a part the world as we know it. All the issues Farmer broaches—cloning, illegal drug empires, dictatorships, exaggerated versions of Communism, and brain washing—make for an incredibly dense and intense novel. To top it off, she gives us a main character with a less-than-desirable identity who is going through the pains of puberty while trying to save his own life!
From the second I opened the book to the last sentence, I found myself cheering for Matt. He is an incredibly realistic teenage boy. He is simultaneously trying to find his identity, build his self-esteem, and attempt a romantic relationship, all while undermining and admiring authority figures. He is the ultimate underdog in the story and it is for that reason that he is so likeable. Not only did Farmer draw me in with the rapidly paced plot, but her vivid descriptions of the smells and sights of Opium and the treatment of the “eejits” elicited an unpleasant visceral reaction that erupted from my gut.
“The evil smell made Matt’s eyes water, and he could barely focus on the dense yellow sludge on the bottom…he threw himself off the horse and sucked desperately at the inhaler. His lungs filled with liquid. A terror of drowning swept over him, and he tried to crawl away from the trough. His fingers dug into the rotting fish-slimed oil” (172).
I really enjoyed this book because it made me think. It made me question the role of government and the issues surrounding cloning and drug wars. Is cloning moral? What is the goal of stem-cell research? Should the government play a role in science? To what extent?
It also helped me to realize that the issues teenagers deal with—dating, relationships, identity, culture, appearance, belonging, family, work, play, and so on, are completely timeless and have and will continue to affect teenagers in any era. She also does a wonderful job of showing the reader how Matt grows throughout the story. She does this explicitly by labeling the sections “Youth”, “Middle Age”, “Old Age”, “Age 14” and “La Vida Nueva,” but she also does this implicitly by slightly altering his language and endowing him with more mature thought processes as the story unfolds. At one point towards the end of the novel, Matt has begun to realize the possibility of escape. One such inner monologue follows:
“Matt felt light-headed. This meant that every single night the Keepers turned into zombies. This meant the factory was left unguarded. The power plant that electrified the fence was left unguarded. A big sign flashing FREEDOM lit up in Matt’s mind” (309).
I also appreciated the mixture of English and Spanish phrases and the incorporation of Mexican folklore into the text. This was also an excellent way to demonstrate the timelessness of cultural beliefs, language and lore.
If Farmer’s novel can intrigue an unwilling reader, I have no doubt it will be a perspective-altering read for anyone interested enough to dive into this novel.
Monday, November 2, 2009
Airborn by Kenneth Oppel
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The other element that I particularly enjoyed within this text was the author’s connections between the characters on an almost spiritual level. Matt is connected to Kate because he is the one who sights her grandfather; they are both connected to the pirates through the cloud cats and Kate’s grandfather’s presence on the island, etc. These types of connections make a complex text like this more enjoyable because they allow the reader to comprehend the text on an even deeper level.
Not only does Oppel provide us with a magical airship, but we meet mystical creatures and there is a battle to overtake the ship—all the excitement necessary to keep the reader engaged. Alongside all of the excitement, Oppel makes some pretty bold statements about the relationships between men and women and seems to be relatively feminist about the latter’s role in the world. He also comments on privilege versus hard work and the relationships between the classes. It is a smart, engaging and overall FUN book to read that I would recommend to young and old readers alike.
Skellig by David Almond
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Even after turning the last page of the book two days ago, I am still trying to figure out what or who Skellig might be and I don’t really know how I feel about that—do I want a more involved explanation or am I satisfied with opened-ended ambiguity? Skellig was unlike any fantasy book I have ever experienced. To be honest, had it not been labeled fantasy, I think I would have enjoyed it more. I was expecting more fantastic elements than the book lent itself to, and this was disappointing. However, I enjoyed the mythical elements of the text and found myself in a state of wonder for a good majority of my reading. My favorite mythical element of the text was Michael’s ability to feel his baby sister’s heartbeat alongside his. This is such an important part of the book, because it demonstrates not only a kinship relationship between them, but a spiritual element as well. This is an aspect of the story that could not exist in a contemporary realistic fiction novel. Watching the simultaneous life-death teetering of both Skellig and the baby kept the novel in motion and tugged the reader’s heartstrings. Although I did not find myself particularly drawn to the character of Skellig—I found him to be quite whiny and less than charming—I found that I cared about him more because I felt that his existence was the only way that Michael’s sister could be saved, and that was the part of the story that I cared about.
At some points throughout the text, I felt as though the author might be attempting to reference to God or a religious figure and leave the interpretation up to his readers. This made for a very interesting interpretation. What is the author trying to say about God or angels? Are we intended to take a religious view of Skellig? How does this add or take away from the text?
Other fantasy texts I have read have been placed in entirely fictitious lands with entirely mythical and impossible creatures (i.e. Harry Potter and The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe). This is what I was expecting with Skellig and because of my expectation, I was disappointed. Had I gone into the text completely open, I think I may have taken away more from it.
Stepping back from the genre label of this text, I believe it has many positive aspects. First of all, the family dynamics in the story are incredibly heartwarming. What father-son duo is as close as Michael and his father? What boy is so in-tune with his emotions that he can feel his dying baby sister’s heartbeat alongside his own? At one point, when his sister’s heart stops for a moment, he feels it: “My heart’s stopped. Feel my heart. There’s nothing there” (149). I also appreciated the characterization of Mina and her mother. Mina is just as magical as Skellig (and ten times more charming), but she will not go away when the baby’s health is restored. Mina also teaches Michael the important lesson of not letting school get in the way of one’s education. He learns and remembers more during their explorations than a year of school possibly could. (An important thing to remember as an educator!) The mother-daughter relationship of Mina and her mother mirrors Michael and his father, and their welcoming home is one of the only ways Michael can survive the stress of his sister’s illness. The relationship between Michael and Mina is also particularly interesting because Mina allows for Michael to have these spiritual, magical experiences while Michael attempts to remain grounded in reality. After Skellig lifts them off of their feet and shows them their wings, Michael goes to the window. “‘What are you doing?’ she whispered. ‘Making sure the world’s still really there.’ I said’” (95). For him, the fantasy world is an element of his reality and he wants to have both. In the end it appears as though Skellig has served to bring Michael together with both Mina and his sister, and once he is gone, he has Mina and his baby sister to remind him of the fantastical elements—or extraordinary, as Mina would say—of everyday life.