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Joseph Krumgold’s Onion John, which won the Newbery Medal in 1960, is a very Cold War book. Here it is, the height of the Cold War; Nixon is debating with Khrushchev about the relative merits of capitalism and communism while standing in a model kitchen that the US shipped to Moscow (the intended message of the kitchen being “Look at the dishwasher, Muscovite housewives! Look upon it and weep!”).

And Joseph Krumgold is writing a book that basically says, “You guys, the American Way is great and all. But isn’t it great because we choose to live that way? Choices are even better than dishwashers, you guys! Right? Right?”

The story centers around Onion John, who comes from some unspecified place in Eastern Europe but has lived for years on the outskirts of the American town Serenity. Most of the townsfolk can’t understand him, because he mixes up English and his native language when he talks, but nonetheless he makes pocket money doing odd jobs around town.

I have to say, I read this description - the town is called Serenity, you guys, that just screams that something terrible is going to happen - and thought, “Crap, this is going to end with them running Onion John out of town.” It...kind of does? But not at all in the way I expected.

What happens is this: The protagonist, Andy, learns how to talk to Onion John. Eventually Andy and his father, who owns the town hardware store, visit Onion John’s cabin, which has no running water, no electricity, and no heat but for a wood stove.

Andy’s father, who always knows what’s best for everyone - for instance, he knows that Andy wants to be an aeronautical engineer, never mind that Andy is not at all sure about that - gets a bright idea. The people of Serenity can make Onion John their new town charity project! They’ll build him a modern American house with all the amenities!

The whole town loves the idea, and they get together and chip in and have an Onion John Day. Between dawn and dusk they raise a new house for Onion John - and deputize Andy to keep Onion John himself out from underfoot.

Onion John thanks them, but soon accidentally sets the house on fire. He’s like, “Oops! Maybe I can move back to my cabin now?”

Andy’s father is all, “No, it would be a disgrace on our town to let you live in squalor the way you want to!” Onion John realizes that they are not going to leave him alone, and decides to light out for parts unknown.

So the book does sort of end with Onion John being run out of town. But there are no pitchforks involved; rather, they make him feel unwelcome by being nice in an incredibly insensitive manner. It’s quite a complex take on goodness and niceness and the space in between - I was going to say “especially for a children’s book,” but actually I can’t think of many adult books that deal with the issue so thoughtfully.

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Andy’s father is a profoundly imperfect man: not only does he run roughshod over Onion John in his zeal to do good by him, but he’s so insistent on Andy’s aeronautical future that by the end of the book, Andy attempts to run away with Onion John. Then - and only then, when it is clear beyond all doubt that Andy is serious - does his father listen to Andy’s objections to becoming an engineer.

But, faced with that reality, he really does listen: he accepts that his ambitions are not Andy’s, and he backs off. Is that enough to make him a good father? Maybe, maybe not; it’s ambiguous, and for an adult’s character to be ambiguous really is pretty rare for a children’s book.
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What I’ve Just Finished Reading

Joseph Krumgold’s And Now Miguel, winner of the Newbery Medal in 1954. I now have a mere twelve Newbery Medal winners to read! Five of which I can listen to as books on CD!

Books on CD are my latest discovery, you guys. Or rather rediscovery, because I used to listen to them on long car trips as a child (that’s how I first heard The Hobbit), but in the intervening years I had forgotten how much I enjoy being read to. Maybe once I finish all the Newbery books I’ll listen to some Dickens on CD; I’ve heard he’s much better read aloud.

I’m also hoping that if I can listen to a story while I’m cooking, I will a) cook more, and b) feel less novel-withdrawal once grad school starts up again and I don’t have time to read novels anymore. I read literally one novel last fall, and while that rather magnified the impact of the novel I did read (Code Name Verity - because that’s a novel that needs its impact magnified, am I right), it was pretty miserable otherwise.

Anyway. And Now Miguel is about a boy named Miguel who lives on a sheep ranch in New Mexico and yearns to go with the sheep to their summer pasture up in the mountains. There’s a lot of details about sheep and shepherding, which I found absolutely fascinating.

I spend a certain amount of time grousing about the Newbery winners, but here is one thing I like about them: the award tends to go to books with a strong sense of place, where the setting is not Everytown USA but a specific community, one that the hero is embedded in and shaped by.

What I’m Reading Now

Dickens’ The Old Curiosity Shop. I find that I like Dickens a lot more when I am not being frog-marched through it for high school English. Of course, it probably didn’t help that our high school English Dickens was Great Expectations...

Actually, there were parts of Great Expectations that I really enjoyed. If the book had focused entirely on Estella being mean to Pip and Miss Havisham being...well, Miss Havisham, then it would have been glorious. (We read Great Expectations after years of classic novels about women getting pregnant and suffering endlessly. Estella trampling on Pip’s self-esteem while he suffered endlessly seemed like poetic justice to me.)

But unfortunately a lot of the novel focused on Pip being the most boring person in the history of the universe, so those parts were rather a slog.

What I’m Reading Next

I’m going to be back at the library with Rose Daughter this week, so I’m finally going to read that.

Also, Charlotte Kandel’s The Scarlet Stockings, which is about an orphan who does ballet in the 1920s. I’ve never heard of it before; it just looked interesting on the library shelf. I almost never pick out books that way anymore, but I figured I’d give it a try; after all, I found the Montmaray books that way.

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