Going batty.

Why should we care about bats? Other than the sheer coolness of a flying mammal--species of which are found on every continent except Antarctica--we should care about bats because they are important to ecosystems the world over. Did you know that bats not only eat insects but that they help to pollinate flowers, spread seeds, and help scientists study ways to help humans? It’s true! All these facts and more are detailed in The Bat Scientists, by Mary Kay Carson. The photographs by Tom Uhlman are stunning, the diagrams clear.

Ms Carson focuses primarily on the bats of North America, but also covers the mission of Bat Conservation International, an organization dedicated to studying bats all over the world and finding ways to help them survive the limitations of diminishing habitat and the threat of disease.

It is rare that I have qualms about the editing of a non-fiction book, but this one made me a little crazy. It is, in most respects, well-written and full of information which was previously unknown to me. However, Ms Carson tends to repeat herself in ways which a good editor should have corrected. I strongly suspect I am being nit-picky, and that most kids will not even notice.

Come on in, the water’s fine.

After All, You're Callie Boone, by Winnie Mack, is about a girl with a secret dream. So secret, she's never told her best friend about it. This turns out to have been a wise decision, as Amy Higgins has decided to have a new best friend and makes fun of Callie at every opportunity. Who knows what she would say if she knew about Callie’s secret wish to compete as a diver on the United States Olympic Team someday?

Not only has Amy thrown Callie over, but Callie’s family keeps getting weirder and crazier. Her grandmother spends most of her time in her nightgown and watching game shows; her uncle has moved in and brought a bunch of ferrets with him as part of his latest get-rich plan; her dad is fighting his low-cholesterol diet every step of the way; her former-drill-instructor mother seems distant; and her big brother is constantly getting in trouble for shooting off his mouth.

After a very public belly flop off the high board in front of Amy and the rest of the world, Callie is banned from the local outdoor pool for rule-breaking. She is also convinced that, at the age of eleven, life as she knows it is over, and that she will never recover from the humiliation. Then Hoot shows up. The new boy in the neighborhood decides that Callie is the perfect person to show him around, and Callie can’t seem to disabuse him of the notion. He even begins to accompany her to the indoor aquatic center in town, where Callie’s dad trains her as a diver. As the summer progresses, Callie learns about true friendship and loyalty, and what it means to stand by your friends, even when it is the most difficult.

Horse Sense

I had not intended to review titles from the Picture Book list, but Wonder Horse: the True Story of the World's Smartest Horse, by Emily Arnold McCully, came across my desk today. As ever, her illustrations are beautiful and gentle with an almost impressionist touch. Even so, there is enough detail in them to give the reader a real sense of time and place. In this case, the time is about 25 years after the end of the American Civil War. Former slave Bill Key has made a fortune selling his Keystone Liniment and buys a horse in hopes of breeding a racer. What he gets is an ugly foal with twisted legs. Eventually, the colt, named Jim Key, grows to be a healthy horse of great intelligence. Bill Key, always a believer in treating and training animals with kindness, teaches Jim Key the alphabet, colors, counting, and how to do math problems. They go on the road, performing until some folks begin to challenge the validity of Jim Key's "education." Amid insults to himself and his methods, Bill Key perseveres. Although this is a fictionalized account, an Author's Note in the back outlines the life of the real Bill Key and his "wonder horse," Jim Key. Ms McCully also includes a bibliography of additional resources on the pair.

While not for pre-school children, this picture book is a delight for the Kindergarten through Second Grade crowd.

Thirsty?

Imagine you are an eleven-year-old girl living in a place where there is no running water and you have to fetch water twice a day for your family. Now imagine the water source is two hours walk away from home. Across desert. And the water source is a muddy pond. Imagine you are an eleven-year-old boy, sitting in your classroom, when gunfire rings out. Your teacher tells you to flee. Not toward your family, but away from them. If you go toward your family, you will be either killed or captured and made to fight. You may never see your family again.

Based on the real life story of Salva Dut, A Long Walk To Water, by Linda Sue Park, is a moving portrayal of life during two different times in the history of Sudan. In 1983, the Second Sudanese Civil War began. It drove families from their homes and separated many. Thousands people, primarily boys and young men, were forced to walk hundreds of miles through dangerous desert lands to achieve a small degree of safety in refugee camps set up in other countries. Salva Dut endured months of walking and years of refugee camps before being allowed to go to America.

 Fast forward to 2008 and the story of Nya. Every day, she has to get water for her family. During the dry season, they walk three days to camp by a dried-up lake bed for five months. The lake has no water pooling in it, but if they dig through the clay of the lake bed, they can find enough water to sustain them. They are unable to live by the lake year round because of the fighting between their tribe and another. Then, Nya’s little sister becomes very ill, and the doctors tell the family it is because of the dirty water.

How Salva’s and Nya’s stories intersect is a hope-filled journey.

Question for you

I was looking back at past posts and realized I had a (more or less) snappy title for each review. The reviews from this year have not had the benefit of the same, merely being labeled with the title and author of the book under consideration.

My question is this: Should I go back to the descriptive post titles or stick with the book titles?

A Review Revisited...

With all the furor over the upcoming movie, The Hunger Games, it seemed an appropriate time to direct my faithful readers (all two of you) to the review I wrote of the book by Suzanne Collins. Click here for my oh-so-insightful comments.

Roots and Blues: A Celebration, by Arnold Adoff

Roots and Blues is a book of poems and poetic prose which loosely chronicles the history of blues from its earliest origins on slave ships and plantations through more current years. Adoff's writing style is very visual, with words sometimes d r a w n out along the page,
    sometimes
         cas
              cad
                    ing
    sometimes
    falling
    sharply,    and sometimes jumping from one margin                                                            to the other.

It takes some getting used to, but is well worth the effort. I will not attempt to recreate any of Adoff's poems here, but will include part of his prose:

     "This many words machine-gunned through close air
      and sacred chanting across the caribbean waters.
      Brown fingers moving with the regularity of rhythm
      onto stretched skins onto smooth carved wood.

      This new world music moves with shackle sounds."

For kids and grown-ups who enjoy poetry or blues, this is a real feast. The paintings by R. Gregory Christie are a moving accompaniment with their dark, rich tones and bold strokes.

If you want additional information on Arnold Adoff, follow this link to a 1988 profile by the National Council of Teachers of English.

Ninth Ward, by Jewell Parker Rhodes

Hurricane Katrina remains a landmark event in the lives of everyone who lived through it or even observed it from afar. It affected all of us in the United States, to one degree or another. Of course, most of us who do not make our home in New Orleans or the other areas directly impacted by Katrina can have no idea what those residents went through. There are some who understand, having lived through their own disasters, but the majority of us are in blessed ignorance.

Lanesha, born to a teen mother who died in childbirth, has been raised for all of her twelve years in New Orleans' Ninth Ward by Mama Ya-Ya, the midwife who helped bring her into the world. Lanesha may have been disowned and ignored by the uptown family of her mother, but Mama Ya-Ya has always made sure she feels loved and cared for. The wise woman has encouraged her and taught her in the use of her special gifts and made sure that she had all she really needed.

Mama Ya-Ya has her own special gifts, and she dreams of the hurricane several days before it hits. Her dreams leave her confused, and she retreats into herself, leaving Lanesha to continue preparations for the coming storm. For her part, Lanesha's love for Mama Ya-Ya fills her with a courage she didn't know she could have and a resourcefulness she never dreamed she possessed. With the help of a new friend, she manages to survive the flooding of the Ninth Ward with her spirit intact and a new depth of confidence.

Jewell Parker Rhodes has given us a moving story of the power of love, the gift of friendship, and the ability to recover from that which we thought might break us.

Inside Out and Back Again, by Thanhha Lai

When I was in sixth or seventh grade, my family sponsored a family of refugees from Laos. If I remember correctly, there were two parents and three children (two boys and a girl?). This, added to our family of two parents and three daughters, made for a crowded house for a week or so until our church found an apartment or house for them. We had such a good time, though! I had a great deal of fun teaching the children English words using Richard Scarry's well-labeled picture books. Looking back, I see my incredible selfishness in not asking them what the words would be in Lao or French. I remember being concerned that they were missing home, but I had only the vaguest idea of what a refugee was or why they were in the United States.

Reading Inside Out and Back Again makes me long for the ability to go back in time to show that family true listening compassion instead of just bold eagerness. Kim Ha (in Asian fashion, the family name is first, the given name is second) is ten years old when her family is uprooted from her life in war-torn Viet Nam and taken to Alabama. She and her three brothers and her mother are able to stay together. Only her oldest brother--an engineering student at college before they left Viet Nam--speaks English with any fluency, but Ha must go to school anyway. There she is bullied and harassed by some of the students and ignored by most of the rest. A few brave souls befriend her, and she begins to feel smart again.

This novel in poetic prose really brought home to me how hard it must be to move to a new country. No matter how smart you are, no matter how educated, moving to a place where you can't even ask how to get to the grocery store reduces you to stupidity in the eyes of your new neighbors. Ha's experiences are based on the author's own life when she moved from Viet Nam to Alabama in 1975, and the style of her writing is so free of the extraneous as to be abrupt in places, but sometimes our emotions and our thoughts are abrupt. In an interview with Publishers Weekly (June 20, 2011), Lai says the writing style is "meant to reflect in English what it's like to think in Vietnamese."

Touch Blue, by Cynthia Lord

Faced with losing their school due to lack of sufficient students, the residents of the island town of Bethsaida, Maine, concoct the idea of taking in foster children to boost their school-age population. The family of Tess Brooks has agreed to foster thirteen-year-old Aaron, who was separated from his alcoholic mother at the age of five. His grandmother raised him for six years, but then she died, leaving him to foster care. In the last two years, he's been in two different homes. Tess is worried he won't like them or that they won't like him, and her days of living on the island will be over.

Her interactions with trumpet-playing Aaron change her focus. She realizes that children like Aaron have lost far more than she would if she had to move to the mainland. Instead of wanting him to stay for the sake of her home and school, she begins to want to help him find the life he wants, even if it is with his mother or a different foster family.

Cynthia Lord has written Tess's voice so clearly, we readily believe her change of heart and mind over the two months the story covers. We see her superstitious mind become more rational, feel her anxiety turn into compassion.

Little Joe, by Sandra Neil Wallace

All over the country, children raise animals for showing at county and state fairs. For some, this simply means they compete, win ribbons (or not), and take their animals home to try again next year. For others, the competition is a means of advertising their animals' qualities in order to get top dollar in a sale which occurs before the fair is even over.

Imagine you are a nine-year-old boy. Your first show animal is an Angus bull which you helped to pull into the world when he got stuck on the way out of his mama. You spend nine months nurturing the bull, watching him grow from a gangly new-born into a nine-hundred-plus pound animal who trusts you and follows you around. You know that in the fall, you will be showing him, hoping for the blue ribbon, but dreading the inevitable separation as he is sold for beef or breeding. Either way, he won't be yours anymore.

Eli Stegner is nine years old. His father gives him the bull calf born on Christmas Eve to be his first show animal. As the months pass, Eli learns how to break Little Joe to halter, how to feed him for health and for bulk, and how to train him for the show ring. Along the way, he has to deal with his "hardened up" father, an obnoxious neighbor, and a know-it-all little sister.

Debut author Wallace has given us a novel full of wonder and heartache, but with enough of the distraction a real nine-year-old boy would encounter that we are not in dread as the end approaches. That end leaves a few dangling ends and questions, but I am not certain middle-grade readers will even notice them.

Belly Up, by Stuart Gibbs

Theodore Roosevelt Fitzroy has had a great life so far. The only child of a primate biologist and a wildlife photographer, Teddy spent the first ten years of his life in Africa. His mother studied the gorillas of the Congo and his father photographed them. When civil war broke out, the family came back to the United States and found themselves working for and living at FunJungle, a new state-of-the-art zoo/conservation facility.

When the zoo's hippo mascot is discovered dead in its pool, bored and curious Teddy sneaks in to observe the autopsy. Unseen by the veterinarian and the zoo's administrator, he learns that the hippo's death is no accident and that the zoo is going to cover it up in the interest of preserving its image and bottom line. Teddy determines to investigate the hippo's death himself, but quickly realizes that there are those in the zoo who will do anything to protect their own secrets.

Written from the perspective of a twelve-year-old boy, introspection is kept to a low level while the action clips along at a good pace with an occasional lull to allow the reader to catch his/her breath and see if any clues are to be had in the text. Stuart Gibbs has put forth a good debut novel which conveys enough in its descriptions to make the reader pant along with Teddy in the Texas heat. Please beware there are a couple of instances with mild cuss words (a**, h***).

After an extended hiatus...

I took a break from Noshing last year to concentrate on my graduate school studies. I am going to try to combine the two this year, and to that end, have begun reading books from the South Carolina Book Awards Nominees lists for 2012-2013. I have included a link to the PDF file at the South Carolina Association of School Librarians website for those who would like to Nosh along with me!