A FEW OTHER EVENTS FOR
- Happy birthday Joan Elma Rahn (Plants That Changed History), Mona Kerby (Owney, The Mail-Pouch Pooch), and David Wiesner (Tuesday, Art and Max).
- Itâ€™s the birth date of Patricia Lauber (1924â€“2010), Volcano: The Eruption and Healing of Mount St. Helens.
- Happy birthday to baseball legend Hank Aaron. Read Hank Aaron: Brave In Every Way by Peter Golenbock, illustrated by Paul Lee.
- Those of us with a little chocolate hazelnut spread addiction will be happy to celebrate World Nutella Day. Read After the Wreck, I Picked Myself Up, Spread My Wings, and Flew Away by Joyce Carol Oats.
This week we celebrate Childrenâ€™s Book Authors and Illustrators week, and Iâ€™d like to use the day to talk about an author whom I have admired for more than forty years. As a young Horn Book assistant editor, I read the galleys of the second childrenâ€™s book by Susan Cooper, The Dark Is Rising, and I became her fan for life.
Last year Susan created one of her most ambitious novels to date, Ghost Hawk. In it, she sets out to capture four hundred years of the history of an area north of Plymouth, Massachusetts, where she now lives. To do this, she begins her saga with its first inhabitants, the Wampanoag Nation, and follows the journey of a young boy, Little Hawk. Then the colonists arrive, and another young man, John Wakeley, takes center stage. Later this historical fantasy moves through King Phillipâ€™s War to modern times. The plot is so rich and multilayered that I will not even attempt to summarize it hereâ€”it is best experienced simply by reading the book.
As I savored the first few chapters, I became aware of how rarely, in recent years, I have read such an excellent novel in terms of literary craft, all in the service of story. Little Hawkâ€™s journey in the first section of the book rivals Hatchet as a survival saga.Â In recognition of that craft, Ghost Hawk has just been placed on the long list for Britainâ€™s Carnegie Medal.
The history of early America that Cooper explores has rarely been presented to young readers. The research for Ghost Hawk was daunting. Like anyone trying to capture early Native American history, Susan had no written records from their point of view; the first such documents. other than those written by white settlers, occur three years after King Phillipâ€™s War. So throughout her writing process, she had to ask herself, â€śCould things have happened this way?â€ť
Iâ€™ve had wonderful reports from fifth grade teachers who are reading the book aloud. The entire story naturally lends itself to spirited discussion for teachers, parents, children, and even college students.
I am so grateful that we have writers of Susanâ€™s accomplishment, working to craft the best possible books for children. Rather than rest on her many laurels, she has continued to write, explore ideas, and take risks. So for Childrenâ€™s Book Author and Illustrator Week, I just want to say, Bravo Susan Cooper! Thank you for more than forty years of thoughtful, brilliant books written with an understanding of the subtleties and cadence of the English language. Thank you for continually being a voice for literary excellence. With your pen you have not just created childrenâ€™s booksâ€”but childrenâ€™s literature.
Here’s a passage fromÂ Ghost Hawk:
Â Â Â He had left his canoe in the river, tied to a branch of a low-growing cherry tree. Now there was green marshland ahead of him, all round the riverâ€™s last slow curve. He pushed his way through waist-high grass toward one of the three high places in the marshland, where trees grew. They were islands of trees, never visited; the duck hunters went only to the marsh. He had chosen this place months ago, and now was the day to come back.
Â Â Â In a squawking flurry two ducks erupted ahead of him, flying low, but his boy stayed on his back; he would not hunt till later, on the way home. He reached the trees â€“ a tangle of pin oak and cherry, sumac and hickory, juniper and birch â€“ and threaded his way through the grabbing branches to the two rocks that marked the tree he had chosen. There it still was, beside the rocks, still the proper shape: the small butternut hickory tree with its twin leading stems growing in a slender V.
Originally posted February 5, 2014. Updated for .