Book Review: Inside Out and Back Again by Thanhha Lai

This is an amazing debut novel by Thanhha Lai. While I think that you will immediate become engrossed with little Hà's story and the events that bring her to America, the first thing that you will notice is that the book is written as a series of short free verse poems in 10-year-old Hà's journal.

The story itself is compelling. Hà lives in South Vietnam, and tells about her life, her brothers, and her papaya tree through her poems. But when the Communists take control of Saigon, Hà's family is forced to make a tough decision. In spite of all their doubts, they board a military boat and become refugees drifting from one place to another.

After about a month in a refugee camp in Florida, they get sponsored to go to Alabama where one of her brothers will be able to work as a mechanic. Hà and her brothers experience the predictably fickle affections of American school children. They make fun of her for her "flat" face, her "funny" name, her religion, and her accent. But when one brother starts a small class outside their home teaching how to do Jet Lee moves, everyone starts being nice to them so they can be his friend.

Hà and her family have to face the awkwardness of going to a Christian Baptist Church where they neither understand nor believe the faith but are baptized anyway. Some of the neighbors throw eggs at their house and later a brick with a note that the English-speaking brother refused to translate. But another neighbor takes one look at them on her doorstep and immediately gives them hugs! She begins to tutor Hà in English and provides a helpful listening ear when Hà begins to open up about her troubles at school. At the end of the book, the seasons have come around again and it is once more time for the Vietnamese New Year Tet. In spite of all the changes, and Hà's declaration that "No one would believe me but at times I would choose wartime in Saigon over peacetime in Alabama", we get the very real sense that things might not be so bad after all.

What I really love about this book is the language. Free verse novels seem to be creeping into style (consider Out of the Dust, written by Karen Hesse about the dust bowl in Oklahoma, which won the Newbery Award in 1998.) Lai paints gorgeous pictures with her words, somehow getting more meaning and beauty out of each little phrase than most authors could get out of an entire book! (perhaps a slight overstatement there...) But truly, this book makes me appreciate language and words. And when you consider that Thanhha Lai moved from Vietnam to Alabama just like Hà and had to spend years learning and correcting her English, this gives great hope for Hà, who is frustrated with English grammar and thinks that "whoever invented English should learn how to spell."

Another charming thing about this book is that though it is not directly educational, we do learn a lot about Vietnam and the experience of trying to assimilate into American life. And these lessons are so skillfully inserted so they never begin to feel preachy. The story is so clearly about the family, learning and growing and loving together wherever they are.

Considering her exquisite use of free verse poetry along with the quality of the story and the characters that make it, I'd be very much surprised if Thanhha Lai did not receive at least one award for this book. And I wouldn't mind staking a bet that "Newbery" would be in the title of one of them. Honestly, you need to read this for yourself and simply savor the flavor of the words.

Sweet Bread: How to Make Babka

 

This is an incredible treat in an impressive presentation, but it can be a lot of work and mess to put together, so it is definitely for special occasions--like Christmas, thanksgiving, birthdays, and other holidays. This isn't the sort of thing the family should expect as a general rule!

But my goodness, it is delicious! (It's basically one enormous cinnamon roll...)

And the great thing about it is that you can use the dough recipe to make delicious sweet rolls. Though I've only made the babka twice, I've use the dough recipe and made sweet rolls to go with dinner many times. They're simple and when they come out warm and we put butter on them, it's almost impossible not to immediately grab a second...and often a third! 

I got this recipe out of one of my favorite cookbooks, Falling Cloudberries by Tessa Kiros. She presents recipes from a series of (I think) 5 different countries, intermingled with family history and stories. It's delightful to read, and her recipes are detailed and easy to follow because she gives more detailed descriptions than your average "golden brown" or "bake to perfection." What does that even mean? Well... Tessa Kiros pretty much tells you. Her recipes can be long though, and in the interest of respecting copyright laws, I will summarize this recipe for you here:

5 cups all-purpose flour

1 tsp salt

1/3 cup sugar

2 tbs yeast

1 cup lukewarm milk

1/4 cup veg oil

2 large eggs, lightly beaten

cinnamon filling:

1 tbs ground cinnamon

1/2 cup dark brown sugar, packed

4 tbs butter, softened

(feel free to be generous with these ingredients, it doesn't hurt to have extra!)

1) Mix the flour, salt, and sugar together. 

2) In another bowl, mix well the yeast, milk and oil. Let it sit until the yeast begins activating. Then pour the liquids into the solids and use a mixer (with a dough hook!) to mix well until combined. (Of course if you don't have a dough hook, you can knead it with well floured hands.)

3) Add the eggs and mix a little longer to combine them. The dough should be thick and sticky. Turn it out onto a floured surface and work in with flour until it is still sticky but not sticking to your hands. Knead it for about 10 min. Let it rise, covered, in a warm place for about an hour and a half. 

4) Divide the dough in half and roll it out to make a rectangle about the size of a large cookie sheet (10x18) or so. Be sure to have a well floured surface beneath the dough. 

5) Brush about half the butter over the surface of the dough and evenly sprinkle half of the brown sugar mixture over it. Putting your hands along the longest edge, roll the dough up into a long sausage-like roll. Set aside and repeat with the other half of the dough. Braid the ropes together, pressing hard on the ends to keep them together. Twist the dough braid to tighten the loaf (as you see in the picture at the top.) 

6) Put the dough braid onto a large greased pan and let it rise again. Now, Tessa says to mix one egg yolk with a couple tsp of milk and brush it over the top and then sprinkle some more brown sugar on top. While this is lovely and puts a wonderful crust on the top of the babka, I find that by this point I'm just ready to be done. So I do away with the egg yolk, and just brush some milk or sometimes butter on top and sprinkle some "extra" cinnamon sugar on top. 

7) Bake at 350F for 30-40 minutes. If the ends are done but the middle is not, cover the ends with tin foil to keep them from burning. Let cool a few minutes before taking it out of the pan. 

It's amazing served warm plain, or with butter. It won't last long, so eat it within a couple days. (Another good reason to just have it on special occasions, when there's usually extra family around!)

Book Review: The Silver Bowl by Diane Stanley -- a deliciously good book!

 

What a ride this story is! I had only read the first few chapter when I sat down with it last night, but I literally did not get up or put it down until I had finished it! Diane Stanley writes as though it is historical fiction, which I suppose it is since the time setting (though unclear) is probably during the Middle Ages during the feudal system. Though we have never heard of the countries of Westria or Austlind, we easily imagine them to be somewhere in France, Germany, or Austria many ages ago. 

It takes talent to tell a story giving the aura of a particular time and place without specifically stating it. But I think it takes even more talent to believably insert the element of fantasy and weave it throughout the story so that it bonds seamlessly with the historical fiction. 

For what else but fantasy could you call a particularly magical silver bowl that calls to the servant girl who polishes the silver and shows her scenes from the past and the future? The bowl, in fact, was made by the girl's grandfather, who was magical himself and was forced to put inside the bowl 100 curses specifically designed for the royal family. The silversmith was clever though, and put in a Guardian to watch over the curses -- to let them out when it was safe, and to keep them inside the bowl when they grew too dangerous. It is the Guardian who calls to Molly and warns her of the plot against the King of Westria. 

When silvery looking wolves enter the palace and kill all the royal family in the banquet all (and none others), what could Molly do but grab her friend Tobias and save the last prince, who mercifully had gone out of the room. Even as it was, he was fearfully wounded with a bite in the shoulder. But Molly and Tobias serve him faithfully, first because he is their sovereign lord, but later because they have true love and respect for him. For he, alone among all his family, learns how the people in his kingdom live by borrowing their clothes and eating their food and hiding among the poor in a monastery until he regains his strength. Here is one of my favorite scenes just before they make their way to the monastery: 

Tobias cut a thick slice of bread, set a hunk of Margaret's cheese upon it, and handed it to the prince. Alaric took a bit, then grunted and spat into the bushes, The saints protect me!" he cried. "This bread is wet!"

      "It rained my lord," Tobias said.

      "And the cheese is revolting."

      "I'm afraid it was all that Margaret had to offer us." 

      "So is this what you people eat? Can you possibly like it?" He asked this as though it were a real question.

      "It drives the hunger away, my lord." 

      The prince gazed long at Tobias, who sat quietly upon the ground, the loaf in one hand, a knife in the other, his expression remarkably calm.

      "So it does," Alaric said. "So it does. Now, I believe I shall have a cup of that exceptional ale, if you please, to wash down this delicious cheese." 

      I turned my head so he wouldn't see me smile.

Here we see the prince growing and learning, becoming a better man who is prepared to be king by changing his expectations because of necessity while still trying to have a good attitude. Throughout the story, Molly grows and changes as well--from a street beggar who is quick with her fists and tongue, into a lovely young woman, who is compassionate, brave, and loyal. In this way, there are several characters in the book that are admirable both for their character and also for being teachable and willing to change and learn from others.

I'd love to share this story with all the young people I know (and some of the older ones as well!). This book is definitely going onto the list to be purchased and reread over and over again!

Bread Crumbs are not just for ducks!

I love using bread crumbs because they are so versatile. Dry bread works extra well, so now you don't have to throw away that 2 or 3 day old French bread that seems nearly hard as a rock.... and don't throw away that overcooked loaf that you forgot about in the oven. Freeze them, and then pull them out when you want to make something fun involving bread crumbs!

Here are just a few of dozens of possibilities
     Make stuffed mushrooms--like what I posted on a few days ago.
     Add spices to the crumbs and make breaded chicken
     Add them to quiche to make it a little thicker.
     Mix them in with egg frittata so you won't have to use as many eggs and it will still be filling.
     Make Bread Pudding! (This is one of my favorites, if you couldn't tell.)

So, since I had a handy loaf of dry bread in the freezer, I cut up some of it and made some bread pudding. Here is the approximate recipe:

4 cups dry bread crumbs
2 1/4 cups milk
4 eggs
1/3 cup sugar
1 tsp vanilla
cinnamon
nutmeg
spiced rum (with these other ingredients, I had eggnog on my mind.)


In a mixing bowl, beat the eggs and then add everything else except the bread crumbs. For the cinnamon and nutmeg, I probably used about 2 tsp of cinnamon and maybe 1/2 tsp of nutmeg. For the spiced rum, I may have used 1/4-1/3 of a cup. It gave the pudding just the tiniest hint of rum. I liked it a lot.

Put the bread crumbs in a greased pan, and then pour the liquid mixture over top, patting down to make sure all the bread is wet.

Bake in the oven at 350F for about 40 minutes or until a knife comes out clean.

After making this yesterday, I decided that I may want to use a little more liquid in the future--so next time, I'd increase the amount of milk to 2 1/2 cups or even 2 3/4. How much liquid you need probably depends on how dry your crumbs are--and mine were very dry.... just something to keep in mind. 

This is a great snack, not terribly sugary or fatty. Try it with some milk poured over the top! 

Bread and why I love my kitchen appliances

This hand mixer is probably my very favorite kitchen utensil ever. Here are some of its awesome features:

1) The price is right. It is 5 speed--which I've found is plenty for when I'm mixing anything, and it also means that it's about $30 cheaper than the 7-speed variety.

2) It's small, so it's easy to find a place for it, which can't be said of everything in our tiny apartment!

3) It has a very powerful engine, so it will be able to mix through really stiff substances, like cookie dough or bread dough.

3) It comes with a set of dough hooks, which are curved and twisted in such a way that it effectively kneads the bread in the bowl!


So when I make bread, I use the dough hooks with my hand mixer and am able to mix the dough till it is almost fully kneaded. Then I put it out on a lightly floured surface and work it just a little bit to make sure that there aren't any random spots that are a lot more moist than the rest of the dough.

*incidentally, I got mine from Bed Bath and Beyond... and I'm pretty sure Amazon is selling the same package, but I didn't check to make sure that they include the dough hooks. I did notice that buying them with the mixer as one of their Amazon "sets" wasn't an option. And I know that would be a really popular option, so I guess I just assume that they are included.*

This is probably my second favorite kitchen utensil, the immersion blender. I have used this for so many things.

The elements of goodness:
1. It comes with a food processor/chopping attachment--very helpful.

2. It comes with a couple different whisk attachments that will also attach to the hand mixer above! (rock awesome.)

3. Here are some things I've used it for:
Blending peaches to make jam
Making smoothies (I know it looks delicate, but it does just fine with the ice.)
Blending cooked pumpkin or squash for pies/bread/muffins. It gives such a smooth texture!
Making smooth, creamy soups
Chopping veggies to put in soups (or anything else that includes diced veggies)
Chopping apples for applesauce or cake (I could blend the sauce to make it smooth, but I actually like chunky applesauce)
Prepping carrots for carrot cake
chopping zucchini for bread
               The list could go on and on.

But the really relevant thing that I use it for is for making bread crumbs. (I use the chopping attachment.) So whenever I make a batch of bread that is too dry or a little overcooked, there's no reason to throw it out! I just put it in the freezer (along with any bread that was going stale, or heels that we just didn't want to eat), and whenever I need some bread crumbs, I pull out our bag of frozen bread, let it defrost a little and then chop away. It's great having an easy, cheap source of bread crumbs because there are SO many ways to use them. 

My next post (which I'll try to put up on Wednesday) will be some recipes/ideas for different ways to use bread crumbs. 

Bread!

As I was lying awake in bead this morning, I was ruminating on the amazing qualities of bread. It is, perhaps, one of the oldest forms of sustenance, and it certainly is a symbol of food in general. Something else that amazed me was the incredible variety of foods that use bread or bread variations (bread crumbs for example.) I am therefore planning on making a series of bread posts, exploring some of the many different options one has when presented with a simple loaf of bread.

For starters, I'd like to share my favorite whole wheat bread recipe (thanks to Better Homes and Gardens). I know there are hundreds, probably thousands of simple bread recipes, many of which are probably better or simpler, but I have been really happy with this one. One of its best features is that it's easy to remember. I think one of my favorite toppings for fresh bread is Alaskan current jam (shown in the picture and made by yours truly.) Another favorite is butter with cinnamon sugar. mmmmm. yum.

I'll write down what I usually make--if you want the original recipe, you can always just look in the cookbook:


Whole Wheat Bread:
2 cups all purpose flour
2-3 tbs yeast
1 3/4 cups water (maybe 2 cups--try milk for a slightly creamier variation)
1/3 cup packed brown sugar
3 tbs butter (or substitute, ie apple butter, margarine, shortening)
1 1/4 tsp salt
3-3.5 cups whole wheat flour


1. In a bowl, coming 2 cups of the all purpose flour and the yeast.

2. In a medium saucepan, heat and stir the water, brown sugar, butter, and salt until combine and just warm. I usually test this by holding my finger in it for a little bit. If it feels hot, then let it cool a little before you put it in the yeast/flour bowl. When it's the right temp (around 120F) mix with a beater into the flour for about 3 minutes, or until the yeast seems activated.

3. Mix as much of the whole wheat flour as you can. I find that I have no problem with two cups, and with the third it usually starts looking doughy. When it's too stiff for the beaters to work it, turn it onto a floured surface.

4. Knead the dough, working in extra flour as you need to. (6-8 minutes) Place in a lightly greased bowl and let rise in a warm place--which, here in DC is pretty much stinkin' everywhere. (maybe about an hour or two for the first rise)

5.Set oven to 375F. Punch down and divide into two (or for rolls, divide evenly and put on a buttered cookie sheet). Shape loaves and place in buttered bread pans and let them rise again another 30-45 min.

6. Bake the loaves for 30-40 min or until the bread sounds hollow when lightly tapped. Some ovens might be hotter on top--in which case you could cover the top with tin foil for the last 10 min or so to make sure it doesn't get burned or too dark. Other ovens (like mine) gets really hot on the bottom. So to prevent the bottom from burning, I put a small cookie sheet underneath the pans, and it works like a charm.

As soon as the loaves are done, take them out of the pans and let them cool. (Or just start eating!)

Book Review: The Luck of the Buttons by Anne Ylvisaker (Candlewick, 2011)

Tugs Button is a buck-toothed, overall clad, accident prone child living in the middle of Iowa in 1929. Not only that, but the entire clan of Buttons is about as unlucky as they come. They have to beware when there's pie on the counter because for some cosmic reason, that always means that calamity has already or is about to strike!

But when the slick talker salesman, Harvey Moore, comes to town trying to start up a local newspaper by collecting contributions, Tugs gets suspicious. There's just something strange about a man who offers to fix your car but doesn't even realize when it's out of gas. And why didn't he respond when Tugs called his name? Was he just rude to children when grown-ups weren't around, or did he not recognize his own name when he heard it? What's more, he was getting his housing in exchange for teaching the Dostals how to sail and for fixing their car, picking up some grocery tabs, and being a general handyman. But there was no lake anywhere near Goodhue, and why hasn't he fixed a single thing since he set foot inside their house? And why hasn't he paid one cent for groceries even though (as Mr. Dostal discovered) there was a large suitcase full of cash underneath his bed?

Well, Tugs may not be the prettiest or the most elegant, or even the most balanced girl in town, but she has a wonderful sense of curiosity that leads her back to the library's dictionary over and over again simply to discover new words. And as her suspicions mount against handsome Harvey Moore, she once again follows the trail and discovers Mr. Moore's secret before he can finish the mischief he planned.

Anne Ylvisaker has woven a simple but charming story, but the real selling point of this book is the quirkiness of the Iowan characters and the real struggles that Tugs experiences as a little girl. We see some of her inner thoughts as she writes a brief essay about America and how the current president (Herbert Hoover) grew up in Iowa and experienced the very same things that she, Tugs Button, was experiencing. She wants to fit in with the wealthier, prettier girls; so she gets her mom to bob her hair and puts on her only dress. But she soon abandons her plan to fit in as she pursues her quest for truth. We experience with her the overwhelming delight of discovering that another little girl, whom she has watched and admired, wishes her to be a close friend above all others. With Tugs' success winning the essay contest and the three-legged race and the raffle for the Kodak Brownie camera.... it seems that the luck of the Buttons is turning, at last. 

Changes

So, summer is here, and it time for some change. I've cut a good 8 inches or more off my hair (see the before and after pictures) and am thinking about the meaning of life and my blogging. As my followers/viewers I have a few questions for you--I'd love to know what you think!

1) What do you think of the new layout?

2) What have been your 1 or 2 favorite posts?

3) What type of posts would you like to see more of: recipes, book reviews, drawings, my commentary on life,....or something else (like short stories/creative writing etc...)?

Something New I Learned Today

 

When I discovered that it was only in the low 70s this morning, I decided I might as well be outside while I could! So I walked down to this monument, which is where I go when I'm not sure where else to go. I knew a little bit about the monument and it's significance, but as most things do over time, it all seemed jumbled up in my brain. So I took some time and read all the different plaques that are posted around the memorial and learned some interesting things (that I probably already knew.) 

For those of you who are WWII buffs, you'll probably think this is abysmally simplified, but this is some basic info about the Battle of Iwo Jima and how there came to be a gigantic monument down the hill from my apartment. 

Iwo Jima is a little island south of the main islands of Japan. In 1945, it stood about halfway between Japan and the US base on the Mariana Islands. Because it was such a long way from the Marianas to Japan, there was no way for damaged bombers to make it back if they were hit by Japanese artillery. So Iwo Jima turned out to be a perfect stepping stone to get to Japan, and on Feb 19, 1945, the battle began. 

The Japanese surely realized how important the island was for the allies, and defended it fiercely. There were about 70,000 American troops, fighting about 21,000 Japanese on the island. One might think that the battle wouldn't last long--especially after this flag was raised on Mount Suribachi on Feb 23, just a few days after the battle started. But the Japanese dug their heels in and fought for another month, finally surrendering on March 29, 1945, after nearly 7,000 Americans and almost 20,000 Japanese died in the struggle. 

Joe Rosenthal was the news reporter who took the Pulitzer Prize winning photo that inspired this sculpture. Felix de Weldon made and cast the sculpture with his assistants. And in case you're wondering how he made a sculpture of 4 men from just one photograph, he didn't! Three of the men that originally raised the flag lived through the battle, and sat as models for de Weldon. The men in the monument are 32 ft high, and the flagpole is 60 ft long--hard to tell from a photo, but the monument is unbelievably huge. (If you look in the top photo, there's a man standing on the far right, and you can see how very small he is compared to the statues!)

All in all, the monument cost about $850,000, all paid for by donations from Marines, navy men, and friends. The Memorial was dedicated in November 1954 by President Eisenhower.

Stuffed Mushrooms with Green Olives and Bacon

Well this is fun way to use our bread plate! Since my hubby is getting home late tonight, I thought I should whip up something special so we could start the fun as soon as he comes in the door! I've never made stuffed mushrooms before, but after looking at a couple recipes, I went into the kitchen and whipped these up. It was a cinch! And so fast to make... definitely a good one to keep in mind for a party or when company is coming (or you want to spice up the last few hours in the day!)


Here's my recipe (again, I'm bad about measuring things, so all the amounts are approximate.)

Preheat the oven to 425F

5 large mushrooms
2 large cloves of garlic
4-5 green olives
1 large piece of raw bacon, sliced in small pieces
1 slice of dry bread, crumbled
1/3 cup (more or less) sharp cheddar cheese

The first step is to pop the stems out of the mushrooms. Then dice the mushroom stems, the garlic, and the olives. Saute them in a small saucepan with the chopped bacon and a tablespoon of butter. I let this cook about 5 minutes I think-- till it started smelling really good. The bacon doesn't need to be completely cooked because it will finish in the oven.

Next, stir in the bread crumbs and the cheese. After the cheese is all melted and the ingredients are in a nice gooey ball, take it off the heat, and divide it between the 5 mushroom caps. Arrange in a lightly greased pan (I used a pie pan, but if you're doing more, you could use a cookie sheet) and bake for 7-10 minutes.

In the picture, I used a couple sprigs of cilantro for a garnish. (And if you're wondering why there are only four stuffed mushrooms in the picture.... I had to eat one to make sure they were good enough for a blog post! And oh, they were!)

Enjoy!

Book Review: Small Acts of Amazing Courage by Gloria Whelan

This book captivated me right away. The story telling is fast paced, and there is an urgent tension that propels the book forward from the first chapter to the very end.

The first few chapters of the book reminded me very much of Anya's War. The protagonist (Rosy) is part of a foreign community in Asia. In this case, she is part of the ruling British community during the time that the Indians start protesting for their freedom under the leadership of Gandhi. This is certainly a clear difference is station and background, since Anya was part of the Jewish community who had to flee their homes to China in order to live. But you can see the striking similarities. 

Rosy isn't like the other British girls that she sees at school or at the British club. All they can talk about is fashion or how excited they are to finally get the latest things from England. Rosy couldn't care less about England. Sure, she calles it "home" the same as her parents, but she has spent every moment of her fifteen years in India, and she loves it. She grew up playing with her nurse's daughter, Isha, and they learned each other's languages, speaking to each other in a jumble of English and Hindi. Now that they are older, Isha shows Rosy all the wonders of the Indian bazaar--the beautiful trinkets, the blazing bolts of cloth, and the delicious aromas of heavily spiced food. She knows that her father disapproves of her associating with the Indians, but she can see nothing wrong with it. They were part of her country and her home.

One day, she meets an unorthodox British family. The other Brits respect this mother and son only because they are rich. But behind their backs, they gossip about how Mrs. Nelson looks after abandoned Indian babies in her orphanage and how the son has his own radical ideas supporting Gandhi and the "treasonous" cause of India's freedom.

When Rosy finds out that one of the lowest class servants (that her father had recently dismissed) had sold his baby to a cruel beggar, she knew she had to do something. She couldn't stand the thought of the heartless beggar maiming and twisting the baby's legs so that it would be crippled and have to beg for him. She took her one Christmas shilling down to the river to a very poor and dangerous part of the city to buy the baby from the beggar. She is able to care for it for only about a day before she is forced to take the baby to Mrs. Nelson's orphanage. Surly saving the baby was the right thing to do... and yet her father was so angry and worried. (This reminds me of Anya and her Chinese baby.) But of course, it's natural for a father to feel angry and worried that his 15-year-old daughter went alone at night  into the most dangerous part of the city to buy and Indian baby from a beggar.

Then, when Rosy gets involved and is caught at a support rally for Gandhi, her father puts his foot down and sends her to England for the rest of her schooling. She is to live with her two aunts, her mother's sisters.

From the first, Aunt Ethyl is miserly and controlling. Aunt Louise, on the other hand, is soft and warm, excited to hear about Rosy's life and tries to make her as comfortable as possible. Even though Rosy's father had sent copious amounts of cash to pay for all of Rosy's needs, Aunt Ethyl insisted on buying her the very cheapest of dresses, choosing the wool and fleece that the dressmaker had used for children in an orphanage. And though Rosy's father insisted that he wanted his daughter sent to the best of schools, Aunt Ethyl enrolled her to study at "Miss Mumford's" where there were only two teachers and they did not even offer Latin! The one's stinginess amounts to near cruelty, as she scorns her sister and attempts to deprive her of any control over her finances. I literally couldn't not put the book down until I finished it, knowing that all would be right in the end. It is Rosy's presence and her own courage to say and do what she truly believes is right that gives Aunt Louise the support she needs to finally break free from her sister's suffocating control.

Shortly after Rosy arrives in England, her father writes that his wife is ill and requests that her daughter come home immediately. Rosy convinces Aunt Louise to come with her, and in a beautiful moment of freedom, once they are safely away from Aunt Ethyl and eating in the train's dining car, Aunt Louise ceremonially drops a liberal three lumps of sugar into her tea. We see Aunt Louise coming into her own, experiencing her life for the first time, absolutely drinking in the sights and sounds of the India she had so longed to see. The book ends with Aunt Louise finding a place in the world--working with Mrs. Nelson at her orphanage, Rosy and her parents happily reunited, and Aunt Ethyl has sent an intimidating telegram that she has booked a passage for India. Rosy closes the book, "I was startled but not worried. Aunt Ethyl would come with her coldness and her stinginess, but India would warm her against her will, and how could she be stingy when India's gifts would be all around her like a great bazaar."

I believe the two things I appreciate the most about this book is the realism of the tension between characters, and the admirable way that Rosy approaches her decisions. The conflict between father and daughter and between the two sisters is so easy to understand that I could instantly visualize the awkwardness and feel in my heart the arguments that the characters left unsaid. Because of her amazing descriptions and masterful painting of character, Gloria Whelan drew me into the story, and as I read I felt like I became each character. And because of that, when resolution came, it was all the more joyful and exciting. On the second point, Rosy makes many decisions throughout the book that happen to be small acts of amazing courage. One of them is when she saves the baby from being crippled. Another is when she decided to help nurse the cholera patients on the steamer to England, a very dangerous job since cholera is so contagious. And in England, she decided to try to help her loving aunt to make her own small acts of courage--like opening her own checking account, and ultimately booking a passage for India. And yet, through all of these decisions, she usually tries to understand everyone else's point of view. There's a wonderful reflective passage in the last chapter after Aunt Louise praises Rosy's courage.

Rosy thinks to herself, "I was not sure where my courage had brought me. I had saved Nadi, but I had been sent in disgrace to England, and now I was being summoned home and had no idea what I would find. Would I be sent to England every time I displeased my father and then brought home to please Mother? How did you separate yourself from others who wanted to make decisions for you? Some of them, like Aunt Ethyl, might just want to control you, but others, like Father, might know more than you did and only want what was best for you...But then, wasn't that what a conscience was for, and what if my conscience and Father's were different? When was I old enough and wise enough to listen to my own?"

These are really excellent questions for a 15 year old to be thinking about and answering honestly. In so many books, the young protagonist would simply assume that he/she was completely ready to make decisions on his own. But here, we see that Rosy understands that her father does, in fact, know more than she does. And she trusts that he wants her best. And she also understands that she will grow in wisdom as she gets older and will someday have to make decisions trusting her own conscience. She has already made some of those decisions--some of them with better consequences than others.

All the different elements of this book, from the intriguing story, to the fast-paced writing, to the conflict/resolution and the depth of characters make this a truly excellent and thought provoking book. You should definitely check it out if you're looking for some light summer reading!

Alphabet Coloring Book - the last pages!

Well, I had to change my "M" page because Disney would have a fit if I used "Minnie Mouse". But I really like moose anyway, so it was fun to be able to draw another page. 

Obviously "x" presented many difficulties to this project--namely, there are hardly any animals starting with "x" that children would understand and remember from a drawing, and there are even fewer adjectives that start with "x" (none of which I have ever heard!) So, while I feel like I was cheating a little bit on this page, I'm really not sure what else I could have done.