As the only Glory who can't sing—instead, she sells the Glory Gospel Singers' tapes and records after performances by the rest of the family—Anna has some reason to feel like a Cinderella. Lovely Angel with her golden hair is lead singer and clearly the family favorite; and younger twins Matthew and Joshua, hellions who compete for emergency-room stitches when not singing and playing the drums, get more than their share of attention. "You've had your last stitch, Joshua, you hear me?" says the father after Joshua is almost scalped in a daredevil bike accident. The mother is notable chiefly for her six-inch beehive hairdo, and the father, a cozy down-home Christian on the stage, is not to be tangled with. "When anybody saw Mr. Glory in a rage, they never doubted that people had evolved from animals." Such a rage is induced by the news that Mr. Glory's brother Newt is at large and in need of a home after serving seven years for bank robbery. (He had taken along a bowlegged partner who was easily recognizable despite the stocking masks.) Though she has never met him, and though she learns that, unlike herself, he can sing, Anna "had started to feel a kinship with Uncle Newt that surprised her. She couldn't explain it. She didn't feel that way about the members of her own family." Oddly, when the family goes to meet Newt's bus, he isn't on it; but later Angel and Anna spot him here and there, as if he's following the family. One night, unknown to their father, Uncle Newt is in the pizza restaurant where Mr. Glory puts down two "punks" (his words) who try to pick up Angel. The two boys, insulted, follow the Glory bus and bump it off the road, touching off a scene of cool, slow-motion terror that is described with even more stark clarity than was Joshua's earlier bike accident. Not surprisingly, Uncle Newt is there to carry out a heroic rescue of the whole unconscious or incapacitated flock. The shy Newt won't stay around to be thanked and welcomed into the family, but Anna is left with memories of a few brief encounters; his words, "You're the best of the bunch," echo in her mind. Again Byars gives us a gratifying and entertaining picture of a solid, solitary kid coming into her own through the odd interactions of an unglamorous, snappily projected family.
Pub Date: Sept. 1, 1983
ISBN: 0844670235
Page Count: -
Publisher: Viking
Review Posted Online: April 18, 2012
Kirkus Reviews Issue: Sept. 1, 1983
Broccoli: No way is James going to eat broccoli. “It’s disgusting,” says James. Well then, James, says his father, let’s consider the alternatives: some wormy dirt, perhaps, some stinky socks, some pre-chewed gum? James reconsiders the broccoli, but—milk? “Blech,” says James. Right, says his father, who needs strong bones? You’ll be great at hide-and-seek, though not so great at baseball and kickball and even tickling the dog’s belly. James takes a mouthful. So it goes through lumpy oatmeal, mushroom lasagna and slimy eggs, with James’ father parrying his son’s every picky thrust. And it is fun, because the father’s retorts are so outlandish: the lasagna-making troll in the basement who will be sent back to the rat circus, there to endure the rodent’s vicious bites; the uneaten oatmeal that will grow and grow and probably devour the dog that the boy won’t be able to tickle any longer since his bones are so rubbery. Schneider’s watercolors catch the mood of gentle ribbing, the looks of bewilderment and surrender and the deadpanned malarkey. It all makes James’ father’s last urging—“I was just going to say that you might like them if you tried them”—wholly fresh and unexpected advice. (Early reader. 5-9)
Pub Date: May 1, 2011
ISBN: 978-0-547-14956-1
Page Count: 48
Publisher: Clarion Books
Review Posted Online: April 4, 2011
Kirkus Reviews Issue: April 1, 2011
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Although the love comes shining through, the text often confuses in straining for patterned simplicity.
A collection of parental wishes for a child.
It starts out simply enough: two children run pell-mell across an open field, one holding a high-flying kite with the line “I wish you more ups than downs.” But on subsequent pages, some of the analogous concepts are confusing or ambiguous. The line “I wish you more tippy-toes than deep” accompanies a picture of a boy happily swimming in a pool. His feet are visible, but it's not clear whether he's floating in the deep end or standing in the shallow. Then there's a picture of a boy on a beach, his pockets bulging with driftwood and colorful shells, looking frustrated that his pockets won't hold the rest of his beachcombing treasures, which lie tantalizingly before him on the sand. The line reads: “I wish you more treasures than pockets.” Most children will feel the better wish would be that he had just the right amount of pockets for his treasures. Some of the wordplay, such as “more can than knot” and “more pause than fast-forward,” will tickle older readers with their accompanying, comical illustrations. The beautifully simple pictures are a sweet, kid- and parent-appealing blend of comic-strip style and fine art; the cast of children depicted is commendably multiethnic.
Although the love comes shining through, the text often confuses in straining for patterned simplicity. (Picture book. 5-8)Pub Date: April 1, 2015
ISBN: 978-1-4521-2699-9
Page Count: 40
Publisher: Chronicle Books
Review Posted Online: Feb. 15, 2015
Kirkus Reviews Issue: March 1, 2015
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