In which Annie (high school teacher, mother of two young girls and a younger boy) and her aunt Deborah (children's bookseller, mother of two young women in their 20s) discuss children's books and come up with annotated lists.

Tuesday, February 5, 2013

Dahl, a little less mean

Dear Aunt Debbie,

Of course, just after writing about my mixed feelings for Roald Dahl last week, we cracked open one of your birthday presents for Eleanor, a slim, beautifully illustrated picture book with all the adventure and none of the nastiness I've come to expect of him.

The Minpins begins:

Little Billy's mother was always telling him exactly what he was allowed to do and what he was not allowed to do.

All the things he was allowed to do were boring.  All the things he was not allowed to do were exciting.

One of the things he was NEVER NEVER allowed to do, the most exciting of them all, was to go out through the garden gate all by himself and explore the world beyond.

Of course, the majority of the story involves Little Billy doing exactly that.  Inspired by a voice in his ear that he thinks of as the Devil, he hops out the window and runs off to explore the Forest of Sin, though his mother has warned him of the horrible creatures living there: Whangdoodles, Hornswogglers, Snozzwanglers, Vermicious Knids, and the Terrible Bloodsuckling Toothpluckling Stonechuckling Spittler.  (Okay, I admit that so far it sounds very Dahl-like.)

Once in the forest, Little Billy is chased by a monster he can hear and smell but not quite see -- the puffs of smoke are too great.  He climbs a tree to get away, and finds himself face-to-face with first one, and then hundreds, of Minpins: tiny people who live inside the trees.  The horror of the monster below is forgotten as Little Billy peers into their miniature rooms through postage-stamp sized windows.  The illustrations, by Patrick Benson, are intense and lovely in equal measure.

The Minpins are friendly as can be, and show Little Billy how they live, foraging for food and exploring on the backs of all the birds in the forest.

They urge him not to climb back down the tree, as the monster who was chasing him -- the Red-Hot Smoke Belching Gruncher -- is waiting below.  Little Billy learns about the Gruncher from the Minpins, devises a plan to destroy him, and enlists the Minpins' help in doing so.  He's calm in the face of danger, and earns the respect of the Minpins.  Plus, he gets to fly on the back of a very large swan.

The Gruncher is a funny creation: from the beginning to the end of the story, we get only glimpses of him through the smoke.  There's none of the usual Roald Dahl detail -- the Gruncher is a fuzzy nightmare creature, not a specific terror.  What sticks, and what has captured both Eleanor and Isabel's attention, is the wonder of Little Billy's meeting the Minpins.  Little people, as we've written about before (also here and here), are endlessly fascinating, and there's a sense of wonder in Little Billy's ultimate explorations.

That's the way The Minpins ends, with this sense of wonder in Dahl's final words to the reader:

Watch the birds as they fly above your heads and, who knows, you might well spy a tiny creature riding high on the back of a swallow or a raven.  Watch the robin especially because it always flies low, and you might see a nervous young Minpin perched on the feathers having its first flying lesson.  And above all, watch with glittering eyes the whole world around you because the greatest secrets are always hidden in the most unlikely places.  

Those who don't believe in magic will never find it.

Love, Annie

1 comment:

  1. Annie, I think you might like The Magic Finger by RD. You know I love his books and my third graders can't get enough of him. They moan when I tell them we'll start a new book and it isn't RD. From him they've learned to recognize similes anywhere along with alliteration and personification. Because of using his writing as an example, they have improved their own writing. They've gained much from him and haven't been scared off by some of his adventures. In his stories good trumps evil and the villains usually get their "reward" in the same way that they dish it out. I know it is a little disconcerting when children are chewed up by giants, but they students are well aware it is fiction. After all, the story is about a giant! In Charlie the kids get turned into a blueberry, get stretched, and shoot through a television...3rd graders are really not too alarmed about about this happening to them. Overall, our experience with Roald Dahl books has been wonderful and made readers of many children who had never really enjoyed it before.