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Mar. 27th, 2020 07:09 pmA twitter thread begun by
zenaldehyde asking for cozy wartime children's book recommendations reminded me that I had The War That Saved My Life out from the library, and proceeded to gulp it down in a day, so apparently I'm experiencing the same effect that Zen did.
The War That Saved My Life begins when ten-year-old Ada manages to get herself evacuated off to the country with her little brother Jamie at the beginning of WWII -- despite the fact that their abusive mother doesn't let Ada out of the apartment because she's ashamed of Ada's bad foot, and indeed does not know that Ada can (with great difficulty) walk independently at all.
Ada and Jamie end up billeted in Kent with Susan Smith, a depressed lesbian who's been too busy mourning the loss of her partner several years ago to notice the war happening. Susan never wanted children, Jamie doesn't want to be there, and Ada has enormous difficulty trusting an adult with anything whatsoever, but nonetheless of course they eventually end up slowly forming a family unit.
The book offers a similar kind of satisfaction as turn-of-the-century neglected-child-makes-good narratives like The Secret Garden -- the kids get enough to eat and fill out! Susan sews them nice new clothes! Ada gets effective mobility aids and befriends a pony! -- but with (what seems to me like) a much better understanding of disability, trauma and the fact that a better environment doesn't necessarily make for a smooth trajectory towards happiness, even with a pony. Ada spends much of her time furious at Susan for daring to provide and not be permanent; the new dress that Ada gets for Christmas sets off a panic attack as bad as the one she gets when they have to go into the air-raid shelter; Susan still has regular periods where she can't muster the energy to get off the couch. They can't fix those things for each other, but nonetheless having each other makes the rough things, both internal and external, easier to get through. My heart was warmed! In, like, a real way, not a 'someone played the right sort of music in the background so fine' sort of way.
(As you all know, I am very far from an expert on disability in kidlit, but if anybody has plot questions about the book's portrayal of Ada's twisted foot and PTSD, Susan's depression, or their mother's abuse, I will answer to the best of my ability.)
The War That Saved My Life begins when ten-year-old Ada manages to get herself evacuated off to the country with her little brother Jamie at the beginning of WWII -- despite the fact that their abusive mother doesn't let Ada out of the apartment because she's ashamed of Ada's bad foot, and indeed does not know that Ada can (with great difficulty) walk independently at all.
Ada and Jamie end up billeted in Kent with Susan Smith, a depressed lesbian who's been too busy mourning the loss of her partner several years ago to notice the war happening. Susan never wanted children, Jamie doesn't want to be there, and Ada has enormous difficulty trusting an adult with anything whatsoever, but nonetheless of course they eventually end up slowly forming a family unit.
The book offers a similar kind of satisfaction as turn-of-the-century neglected-child-makes-good narratives like The Secret Garden -- the kids get enough to eat and fill out! Susan sews them nice new clothes! Ada gets effective mobility aids and befriends a pony! -- but with (what seems to me like) a much better understanding of disability, trauma and the fact that a better environment doesn't necessarily make for a smooth trajectory towards happiness, even with a pony. Ada spends much of her time furious at Susan for daring to provide and not be permanent; the new dress that Ada gets for Christmas sets off a panic attack as bad as the one she gets when they have to go into the air-raid shelter; Susan still has regular periods where she can't muster the energy to get off the couch. They can't fix those things for each other, but nonetheless having each other makes the rough things, both internal and external, easier to get through. My heart was warmed! In, like, a real way, not a 'someone played the right sort of music in the background so fine' sort of way.
(As you all know, I am very far from an expert on disability in kidlit, but if anybody has plot questions about the book's portrayal of Ada's twisted foot and PTSD, Susan's depression, or their mother's abuse, I will answer to the best of my ability.)
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Date: 2020-03-28 12:18 am (UTC)You'll want to read the sequel as well. I don't like it quite as much, but I've still re-read it several times.
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Date: 2020-03-28 12:25 am (UTC)That's good to know about the sequel, I was wondering if it could be as good!
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Date: 2020-03-28 12:30 am (UTC)Wow can you believe you know someone who has 2/3rds of a master's degree in precisely that thing
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Date: 2020-03-28 12:35 am (UTC)That is a nice thing to have a book be about.
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Date: 2020-03-28 04:00 am (UTC)Michelle Magorian’s books are great - I also like Back Home and the acting one, I think Cuckoo in the Nest?
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Date: 2020-03-28 03:28 am (UTC)I thought of this from the plot summary also.
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