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Bad Girls: Sirens, Jezebels, Murderesses, Thieves, & Other Female Villains by Jane Yolen and Heidi E. Y. Stemple, illustrated by Rebecca Guay

Bad GirlsIf beauty is in the eyes of the beholder, then perhaps bad behavior might be, too. “In this book we are taking a look back through history at all manner of famous female felons,” write mother/daughter author-team Jane Yolen and Heidi E. Y. Stemple (who, between them, have hundreds and hundreds of titles). From as far back as 110 BCE to the 20th century, Bad Girls includes 26 women who have quite the historical rap sheet. But were they all really that bad? “Every crime – no matter how heinous – comes with its own set of circumstances, aggravating and mitigating, which can tip the scales of guilt. And views change.”

Salome, she of the dance of the seven veils who was rewarded with the head of John the Baptist on a platter, might have been just 10 or 11 (!!) and easily manipulated by the adults around her. Bloody Mary was a highly educated, sought-after Princess who was declared suddenly illegitimate, then banished at the whim of her own philandering father King Henry VIII. The slave Tituba, who only did her young charges’ bidding, could only escape hanging if she confessed to being a witch. Madame Alexe Popova helped desperate wives off their cruel husbands – over 300 of those bad boys. Typhoid Mary was never ill herself, but she was a typhoid carrier who wouldn’t let the doctors fix her infection-ridden gallbladder, even for free … if you were healthy, would you submit to the knife?

Decades, centuries, millenia later, how might these women be judged now? “As our world changes, so does our definition of bad,” Yolen and Stemple remind us. “[Y]ou will have to decide for yourself if they were really bad, not so bad, or somewhere in the middle. And perhaps you will see that even the baddest of bad girls may have had a good reason for what she did.”

Admittedly a page-turner – like a mangled train wreck, you can’t look away, except to flip the page – Bad Girls is a unique hybrid of short biographies with a graphic twist: each chapter ends with a graphic novel/manga-style conversation (hurray for Rebecca Guay‘s multi-varied ease in changing styles) between mother and daughter, debating the good, bad, and the often ugly circumstances. Their exchanges are cutesy, off-the-cuff, albeit with a few too many predictable quips – “The Tudors were a nasty bunch. Always sneaking and scheming” gets the expected reply, “Rather like modern politicians.” Yolen seems to be the older, wiser voice while Stemple is quick with her 21st-century judgments of “icky” and apparently more concerned about her wardrobe (her shoe-obsession – misplaced attempt at humor? – seems totally out-of-place). That said, let the bad girls speak for themselves. Read at your own risk … then be sure to decide for yourself.

Tidbit: Younger readers might better enjoy The Thinking Girl’s Treasury of Dastardly Dames, a thus-far seven-title collection featuring women who lived by their own rules (the series and Bad Girls have Cleopatra and (Bloody) Mary Tudor in common). Older readers should definitely check out this TEDxVancouver talk, “The Sociology of Gossip,” about what gossip – especially about supposedly badly-behaved women – says about our so-called modern society. It’s an eye-, ear-, and brain-opener!

Readers: Middle Grade, Young Adult

Published: 2013

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Etched in Clay: The Life of Dave, Enslaved Potter and Poet by Andrea Cheng, woodcuts by the author

Etched in Clay Absolute details surrounding the life of Dave the Potter are limited and uncertain. What remains of his life story almost two centuries later, is scattered with uncertain words, including ‘sometime,’ ‘about,’ ‘believed to be,’ ‘might,’ ‘possibly,’ and other such noncommittal qualifiers. The few surviving documents prove an enslaved teenager was bought by the Drake family, co-owners of Pottersville Stoneware Manufactory in Edgefield, South Carolina, in whose service he became a talented potter whose creations have survived, in small numbers, and become museum-worthy art pieces.

As if paralleling the sparse details of Dave’s life, Andrea Cheng replicates that sparseness in her slim novel-in-verse; she echoes the poetic etchings Dave added to his pottery by enhancing her verse with etched woodblock prints of her own. The result is a gorgeous, contemplative, artistic memorial to a creative life that survived unspeakable hardship while creating lasting, even subversive, beauty.

Dave’s considerable skill – recognized and lauded … and exploited – cannot save him from the horrors of slavery. His first wife was sold, and later his second wife and her two sons taken from him, as well. He himself is bought and sold within the Drake and related Landrum families. And yet, although literacy is illegal among slaves, Dave is taught to read and write, which enables to etch his name (his objections, his miseries, his screams) into the wet clay and the guarded words he can never say out loud: “horses mules and hogs – / all our cows is in the bogs – / where they will ever stay – / till the buzzards take them away =.”

As much as I’ve appreciated, learned from, and enjoyed Cheng‘s titles over the years (I think I’ve read all but four of her almost two dozen books), this, her latest, is clearly, undoubtedly, most definitely my favorite thus far. Here’s the irony: the subject of Etched in Clay just might be the furthest from her personal experience. Cheng has written numerous books inspired by her Hungarian heritage (Marika, The Lace Dowry, The Bear Makers), although she’s better known for her titles highlighting the Chinese American experience (she’s been part of a hapa Chinese American family since college) including The Key Collection, Shanghai Messenger, Only One Year, and The Year of the Book; Clay is definitely her first, and thus far her only, book with the history of American slavery at its core. So much for ‘write what you know.’ Every so often, talent just trumps all.

Tidbit: In the ending “Author’s Note,” Cheng credits Leonard Todd and his book for adults, Carolina Clay: The Life and Legend of Slave Potter Dave, for sparking her initial interest in Dave’s story, and later for “helping me so much with this project.” For interested readers, Todd’s website is a treasure trove of further information. The Smithsonian, by the way, owns two of Dave’s pieces (!); click here to see one of his poem jars collected by the National Museum of American History.

Readers: Middle Grade

Published: 2013

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The Rebellious Life of Mrs. Rosa Parks by Jeanne Theoharis

Rebellious Life of Mrs. Rosa ParksAlready designated “definitive political biography” on its back cover, The Rebellious Life of Mrs. Rosa Parks by Brooklyn College political science professor Jeanne Theoharis will reside in my personal reading history as the most difficult book I’ve ever reviewed. Never before – and hopefully never again – have I faced such a vast divide between significant content and frustrating execution. As the most exhaustively researched biography thus far on Rosa Parks, Theoharis’ new title is inarguably an essential addition to any library or classroom, and yet readers will need serious patience to sift through tedious repetition, fragmented chronology, and countless “might have/could have” assumptions to reach the final page.

Fable, myth, caricature are not words historically linked to Rosa Parks, who is publicly remembered as the quiet, tired seamstress whose refusal to give up her seat on a Montgomery, Ala., bus sparked the U.S. civil rights movement. When she died at 92 in 2005, Parks became the first woman and second African American to have her body lie in state in the U.S. Capitol Rotunda; 40,000 – including President and Mrs. George W. Bush – bore witness, with additional mourners paying tribute at overflowing memorials held in Montgomery, and Detroit, where Parks spent more than half of her life.

“[T]he woman who emerged in the public tribute bore only a fuzzy resemblance to Rosa Louise Parks,” Theoharis proves. “[R]epeatedly defined by one solitary act on the bus,” Theoharis insists Parks was “stripped of her lifelong history of activism and anger at American injustice.” Instead, “the public spectacle provided an opportunity for the nation to lay rest a national heroine and its own history of racism.” In other words: 50 years earlier, this tired woman couldn’t sit on a bus, but look where she’s lying now.

Theoharis “was captivated and then horrified by the national spectacle made of her death.” She gave a talk about “its caricature of [Parks] and, by extension, its misrepresentation of the civil rights movement,” which she was asked to turn into an article: “It became clear how little we actually knew about Rosa Parks.” Even Rosa Parks: A Life, the biography by lauded historian Douglas Brinkley, “is “pocket-sized, un-footnoted,” while the autobiography Parks wrote with Jim Haskins, Rosa Parks: My Story, is targeted for young adult readers. “[T]he lack of scholarly monograph on Parks,” Theoharis observes, “is notable.”

More than a personal biography, The Rebellious Life of Mrs. Rosa Parks (Theoharis uses the honorific Mrs. to add “a degree of dignity, distance, and formality to mark that she is not fully ours as a nation to appropriate”) is a political reclamation of Parks’ almost-70 years of activism. As the grandchild of slaves, Parks knew “[f]rom an early age, … ‘we were not free.’” Pushed by her mother, a teacher, towards an education, “her discovery of black history in high school was transformative.” Family responsibilities kept Parks from finishing 11th grade; she wanted to be nurse or social worker, never a teacher after the “’humiliation and intimidation’” she watched her mother endure. Her husband Raymond Parks was “’the first real activist I ever met.’”

Her acts of resistance began small and early – she refused to drink from segregated water fountains – then public and even life-threatening – she registered to vote and assisted others “despite enormous poll taxes and the unfair registration tests.” She was Montgomery’s NAACP secretary, long aligned with controversial activist E.D. Nixon; she experienced interracial leadership training and race equality at the Highlander Folk School in Tennessee. [... click here for more]

Review: Christian Science Monitor, January 30, 2013

Readers: Young Adult, Adult

Published: 2013

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The Thinking Girl’s Treasury of Dastardly Dames | Njinga: “The Warrior Queen” by Janie Havemeyer, illustrated by Peter Malone

Those Dastardly Dames are increasing their fold (yippeee!), this time to welcome a 16th-century West African queen named Njinga, meaning “twist,” because she was born with the umbilical cord wrapped around her neck! She certainly found her fighting spirit early on: as the eldest daughter of a king and a slave woman, Njinga was trained by her father “to think like a ruler and fight like a warrior” even though she couldn’t inherit the throne merely because of her gender.

Traditions aside, when her incompetent half-brother loses their kingdom to the Portuguese who are thriving on an ever-growing, gruesome slave trade, Njinga quickly  realizes “her kingdom needed her” and proves to be a skillful negotiator – with and without weapons. Little impedes her progress toward reclaiming and establishing her kingdom: murder, intrigue, slavery, human sacrifices, even conversion to Catholicism (!) become de rigueur in establishing her power. If you wanted to survive, you did as you were told!

Inspiringly girl-powered Goosebottom Books once again introduces readers to another fascinating, frightening historical figure. As in each installment of The Thinking Girl’s Treasuries of Dastardly Dames, the implicit question looms, ‘what price power?’ ‘Twisted’ Njinga surely had her share of challenging options and seems to have made some of the more grislier choices.

What, indeed, might each of us have done …? Here’s one thing for sure: Goosebottom’s gooses surely are channeling 1991 Pulitzer Prize winner, Harvard history professor (and Mormon!) Laurel Thatcher Ulrich‘s oft-quoted book title, ”Well-behaved women seldom make history.” Amen to that!

Readers: Children, Middle Grade

Published: 2012

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The Thinking Girl’s Treasury of Real Princesses | Sacajawea of the Shoshone by Natasha Yim, illustrated by Albert Nguyen

Girl-powered Goosebottom Books expands both their Thinking Girl’s Treasuries of Real Princesses and Dastardly Dames this month. After nearly paralyzing herself writing the first six royal titles, Head Goose Shirin Yim Bridges swore she would get some help as the series grew. True to her word, she gives authorship of the latest, Sacajawea, to fellow goose Natasha Yim. I might just mention (and give a shout-out to) artistic goose Albert Nguyen, who continues to diligently serve the princesses. Not bad for a first illustrating gig!

But back to Sacajawea, she of the dollar coins that never seem to circulate much (why is that?). Born around 1788, Sacajawea was the daughter of a Northern Shoshone chief whose nomadic tribe moved between Idaho and Montana. At about age 11, Sacajawea was kidnapped during a brutal raid by a rival tribe, the Hidatsa, and taken to North Dakota, where she lived as a slave. She was “thrust into marriage” at 15 as the second wife of a French Canadian trapper, Touissant Charbonneau, three times her age who either bought her from the Hidatsa or won her gambling.

One year after her marriage, in November 1804, the U.S. Corps of Discovery led by Captains Meriwether Lewis and William Clark arrived on their great journey across the continent, documenting new territories on behalf of President Thomas Jefferson. Charbonneau was hired to guide the contingent through the Rocky Mountains; Sacajawea – with a two-month old baby strapped on her back – went along to translate in her native Shoshone language.

The rest, as they say, is some remarkable girl-power history. You’ll need to pick up the book yourself to find out just how this audacious teenage mother became one of America’s most famous early pioneering women. Go, girl, go …

You can definitely judge a book by how many times a reader will blurt out, ‘did you know …?’ and ‘wow, I didn’t know …!!’ [Guilty! I'm notorious at babbling out loud, especially when enjoying kiddie books. Must have been all those years I spent reading out loud to the (now overgrown) chillins!] Sacajawea is indubitably one of those intriguing titles that not only causes excessive blathering to anyone willing to listen, but for which you will at least triple your reading time with post-read googling to find out more, more, more.

Readers: Children, Middle Grade

Published: 2012

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Kodoku by Wililam Emery, illustrated by Hanae Rivera

Kodoku is one of those rare titles that immediately makes you want to learn more about what you just read. The slim kiddie book chronicles the extraordinary voyage of a young man – “Kenichi the brace, Kenichi the adventurer” for whom “the wind blows forever / across an ocean that never ends.”

“[A]fter Kenichi learned all he could,” he commissioned the boat of his dreams, and christened it the Mermaid. Provisioned with rice, jam, a radio, books, and 18 gallons of water, Kenichi set off on an epic journey from Japan’s Osaka Bay, “[f]rom one edge of the Pacific Ocean to the other.” He survived a 14-day typhoon, was accompanied by schools of fish, pods of whales, hid from slamming sharks and man-of war, and glided into San Francisco where he “kissed the comforting earth.” As glad as he was of reaching land, still he knew, “The wind blows forever / across an ocean that never ends.

Illustrator Hanae Rivera gives Kenichi’s voyage swirling, swift motion, using a gorgeous palette of surprising colors, from the yellow-orange highlights of the beckoning sea, the pink glow of sunning-whale waters, to the indigo anger of the hunting sharks. Her hapa Japanese heritage adds detailed enhancement to her work, most notably in Kenichi’s 50-pound bag of rice marked with the kanji for ‘rice’ – not only does ‘米’ connote the sack’s contents, but it’s also the first character in the Japanese name for America (米国), hence cleverly announcing Kenichi’s faraway destination.

Kenichi’s epic adventure, in case you were wondering, is true! Which is also why as soon as you finish the book, you’ll surely be inspired to find out more, more, more. If I had one minor complaint, I admit I would have appreciated an afterword with more of Kenichi’s journeys.

Luckily a press printout was tucked into the book (which would be easy to add as that afterword in the next printing?), so allow me share: In 1962, at age 23, Kenichi Horie became the first solo voyager across the Pacific Ocean. He arrived in the U.S. without a passport, money, and speaking little English. He was arrested, then exonerated, and Mayor George Christopher granted him both a visa and a key to the City by the Bay. You can read further about Horie’s 94-day journey in his out-of-print memoir, Kodoku: Sailing Alone Across the Pacific, published in English translation in 1965 (it remains available from used booksellers). [And yes, I'm going to make you read this Kodoku to find out what the title means!]

For Horie, indeed, the oceans never ended. He’s continued his solo international nautical adventures … on environmentally-friendly vessels, from a pedal-powered boat to boats made of recycled aluminium cans and recycled beer barrels. He even recreated his original 1962 solo voyage 40 years later (at age 63!), in a boat modeled after the Mermaid made entirely of recycled materials. While Horie himself lives in his native Japan (when he’s not on international waters), the Mermaid is housed at the San Francisco Maritime National Historic Park. That’s a destination to add to your own adventure list, now that you know the boat’s history. Let’s go!

Readers: Children

Published: 2012

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Baby Flo by Alan Schroeder, illustrated by Cornelius Van Wright and Ying-Hwa Hu

In a short introductory paragraph on the copyright page, author Alan Schroeder begins with a summary of what’s real and what’s been embellished “for storytelling purposes” in this vibrant title, because “[r]eliable information about [Baby Flo's] early years is limited.” Schroeder is definitely speaking to parents before he embarks on his children’s story, his wry irony quite entertaining: Flo’s last name, Mills, was given to her at age 4, he explains, because “[h]er parents presumably did not think that a black woman could make it in show business with the last name of Winfrey.” I’m still chuckling, exclamations and all!

“Straight up: Florence was a remarkable child, and that’s a fact,” Schroeder opens. Born just before the 20th century to a family living in one of Washington, DC’s poorest neighborhoods, Florence Mills could sing and dance practically from birth.

She wowed the crowds by age 3, making her stage debut at the Bijou Theatre. By age 6, she was winning medals for her cakewalk, “a high-stepping, high-strutting, look-at-me sort of dance people couldn’t get enough of.” By 1903, at the ripe old age of 7, Baby Florence had her name up in bright lights … and here the story ends, but her path from hometown baby girl to international star is clear.

The “Author’s Note” at book’s end includes Baby Flo’s career into adulthood, through her too-early death at just 31. Black-and-white photographs are also included – including one that shows the overflowing Harlem streets filled with mourners at her funeral. Had she not been born in an era controlled by racial prejudice, she “would have been regarded as one of the half dozen greatest theatrical performers of the twentieth century,” according to one of her producers. That no film footage nor vocal recordings of her suvives – at least none have surfaced – seems a double artistic tragedy.

What was sadly not preserved on film, is abundantly presented on the page: the veteran husband-and-wife team of Cornelius Van Wright and Ying-Hwa Hu (who made Karen Chinn’s Sam and the Lucky Money such a visual delight) has clearly captured the vivacious spirit of the gifted young performer.

The illustrations are an enchanting enhancement to Schroeder’s words. Baby Flo’s joy is palpable. Her impromptu audiences, filled with faces shocked and surprised by her magnetic performances, wear their wonder with such utter openness that you can almost hear the little girl’s precocious voice. Her tiny toddler body looking out with frightened wide eyes from the expansive open stage of the Bijou Theater is a touching reminder of her tender age. The final spread at story’s end as the theater marquis lights up with Baby Flo’s name, is a gleeful hop-skip-and-jumping dance of father and still-small daughter, just beckoning readers to join in. Forget American Idol or [insert country]‘s Got Talent … here’s a true icon to applaud and celebrate.

Readers: Children

Published: 2012

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Heroes for My Daughter by Brad Meltzer

What an ideal post for today … bestselling political thriller author Brad Meltzer (who also happens to write Superman, Batman, and Buffy comics on the side!) celebrates his own fatherhood with his second Heroes title, this time for his daughter. His Heroes for My Son, dedicated to his older son Jonas, took eight years of collecting 52 heroic stories and debuted in 2010. Last month, his 6-year-old daughter Lila got her turn with 60 heroes chosen over six years to inspire and lead her. Meltzer has a younger son Theo … surely, that little guy will be angling for his very own heroes soon enough!

Meltzer begins Lila’s book with a love letter that will make her cry tears of joy every time she reads it … albeit, when she’s a bit older. For a few more years, Daddy’s probably more about fun and cuddles and (self-admittedly) an embarrassment for being such a “mushy dad.” Of course, older readers are weeping through our knowing smiles and nodding heads, because “mushy” is not something we parents outgrow.

On the night of Lila’s birth, Meltzer started this book with the intention of filling it with “all the advice you needed to be a good person.” That “book of rules” morphed into this “book of heroes. And in that, I’d give you absolute proof that anything is possible.” Of the mostly women (and a few men) who Meltzer claims in his daughter’s name, “[e]very hero in here is a fighter,” he explains. “When you believe in something, fight for it. And when you see injustice, fight harder than you’ve ever fought before.” He distills each heroic life into an encouraging two pages, which makes them ideal to share as a bedtime tale with your own sweet daughters (and sons).

You’ll find some expected names here, including “Brilliant” scientist Marie Curie, “Unstoppable” Helen Keller, “Daredevil” Amelia Earhart (who took off on the first trans-Atlantic flight by a woman on this day in 1928), “Agitator” Sojourner Truth, and “Rebel” Rosa Parks.

You’ll laugh and sigh and be awed by the unexpected, including “Visionary” Joan Ganz Cooney who helped create Sesame Street,  ”Comedian” Carol Burnett whose famous ear tug was a secret greeting to her grandmother who raised her, “Pot Stirrer” Julia Child who began her career as a secret spy, “Role Model” Lisa Simpson who is a middle child as is Lila, “Subversives” The Three Stooges, “Killer” Agatha Christie, and “Inspiration” Randy Pausch.

You’ll find plenty of surprises (and you’ll have to read the book to find out more), especially “Champions” Mallory Holtzman and Liz Wallace, “Dreamer” Alex Scott, and “Scientist” Elizabeth Blackburn.”

But perhaps the most resonating heroes just might be “Rule Breaker” Sheila Spicer who was Meltzer’s ninth-grade teacher (her photo – with Meltzer – is priceless!), “Irrepressible” Dotty Rubin who was Lila’s great-grandmother, “Designer” Teri Meltzer who was Meltzer’s mother, and “Fighter” Cori Flam Meltzer” who is “the most important hero in here. Your Mom.”

In our media-crazed, disconnected world in which too many of our heroes can fail us, Meltzer reminds us that our everyday champions are right within arm’s reach. Go spend your day giving and taking hugs … what better nourishment for living our own heroic lives.

Readers: Middle Grade, Young Adult, Adult

Published: 2012

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Beatrice’s Dream by Karen Lynn Williams, photographs by Wendy Stone

At 13, Beatrice is sure of her dreams: ” … to pass my exams, go on to secondary school and study nursing. Then I will help people who are sick or on their own, like me.” In Beatrice’s world on the other side of the world in Kenya, what seem like achievable goals come with a whole different set of prodigious challenges.

Beatrice lost her father to a car accident and her mother to tuberculosis when she was just 9. “Since then I have always worried about being alone and wondered who will take care of me.” For now, she lives with the oldest of her brothers and his wife, behind his tiny shop. Enhanced with international photographer Wendy Stone’s outstanding, colorful photographs, Karen Lynn Williams uses Beatrice’s voice to guide young readers through Beatrice’s day – her half-hour walk to school through the mud and garbage that litter her path, the people who “move around everywhere like ants,” her day in the school building constructed of tin, her favorite subjects of English and Kiswahili (Kenya’s official language) in her Class Seven “small room crammed so full of desks that we can hardly squeeze past them to get to our seats.” Once school is finished, she returns home “before it gets dark” to help prepare the family’s meal, iron her clothes, and “if we have enough paraffin in our small lamp, I read.”

The place Beatrice calls home is Kibera, one of Africa’s largest slums, located in Kenya’s capital of Nairobi. It’s just 618 acres, and yet over half a million people live there, explains the book’s creators in the final pages. “There are no roads and few of the residents have modern toilets, clean drinking water or electricity. The crime rate is high and disease spreads rapidly.” Against such tremendous odds, just staying in school is an enormous accomplishment, and yet ” … most children see education as the best way to escape from the slum.”

Beatrice’s story continues in the book’s final pages – but no spoilers here! [Her story has definite echoes to Voice of a Dream by Ugandan author Glaydah Namukasa.] What so many children in other parts of the world take for granted proves to be an immense, difficult-to-achieve privilege in Kibera. Don’t wait until your youngsters whinge about having to go to school to share Beatrice’s inspiring narrative … read with them now: forewarned is forearmed!

Tidbit: Kibera was made temporarily famous in the West when parts of John le Carré’s novel, The Constant Gardener starring Ralph Fiennes and Rachel Weisz, were filmed there. The cameras left, but the crew set up the Constant Gardener Trust in 2004 to thank and help the community, although no updates seem to be available since 2010.

Readers: Children

Published: 2011

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Last Airlift: A Vietnamese Orphan’s Rescue from War by Marsha Forchuk Skrypuch

Marsha Forchuk Skrypuch is one of those mega-award-winning Canadian authors (with more than a dozen titles) who hasn’t crossed over our shared border (just yet!) with the same success. She’s best known for her historical novels for younger readers about what must be one of the most difficult subjects ever – children and war. Her latest, which debuted far north last fall, hits U.S. shelves next week (March already!). Airlift is Skrypuch’s first narrative nonfiction, the true story of Son Thi Anh Tuyet and her last days in her native Vietnam and her first days with her Canadian family.

Tuyet can’t remember life before she came to live in the Saigon orphanage with all the children, babies, and nuns. Her only memory of “outside” are occasional visits of a woman with a young boy, who may or may not have been her mother and brother. “‘After a while, they stopped coming.’”

On April 11, 1975, Tuyet is frantically packed into the back of a van with babies and toddlers strapped into makeshift boxes headed to the airport. She is one of 57 children on what will turn out to be the last Canadian airlift operation to save orphans from a war-torn Saigon on the verge of collapse. As an older child of 8 with a leg weakened by polio, Tuyet is convinced she’s been brought only to help care for the younger children; as long as she remains useful, perhaps she will not be sent back to the orphanage.

Her remarkable journey – filled with unfamiliar faces, words she cannot understand, a future that seems so uncertain – lands her with a family of her own. “‘You are my daughter,’” her new mother assures her even before she can understand the words, “‘Not my helper.’” “Grassswingplay,” her new father teaches her. And “‘sister,’” her new siblings call her with comforting hugs and kisses.

Enhanced with documents and a surprising number of photographs, Airlift is a touching, multi-layered experience. The strength of Skrypuch’s storytelling shows strongest in the smallest details: Tuyet’s wonder at discovering that stars are real things in the sky, her knowing better than the adults that to quiet the screaming babies is to place them close together, her doubt about “dads … [who] didn’t seem very real [as] she had never actually seen one.”

In the ending “Author’s Note,” Skrypuch explains how her initially intended novel became Tuyet’s narrative: ” … I was going to piece together a story of one orphan based on the experiences of many. But as I recreated these experiences from my research, an interesting thing happened. In small flashes, Tuyet bagan to remember more. … When Last Airlift was complete, Tuyet was overwhelmed by the fact that it was, in fact, her own story that had been reclaimed.”

Readers: Middle Grade, Young Adult

Published: 2012 (United States)

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