Friday, September 21, 2012

The Outsiders

Well, it's the beginning of the school year, and it's the first time in four years that I'm not teaching The Outsiders by S.E. Hinton. I'm feeling a little nostalgic, so it seemed fitting that I write about this story that has been in my life off and on since I was 11 years old.



I first read, or heard this book in fifth grade. My fifth grade teacher held my classmates and I completely spellbound as she read us this story of friendship, fighting for honor, and the struggle to "stay gold". Some might say we were too young to hear such a violent story. However, I remember a few specific messages I took in from my fifth grade experience of this book. Well, first, I remember marveling at the unique names in this book - Ponyboy and Sodapop Curtis, Two-Bit Matthews, Cherry Valance...pure genius. I will always remember how my teacher talked about the beginning of the story when the author (Ponyboy - because he ostensibly wrote this for his high school English class) describes himself in a more roundabout way than simply saying "This is me, this is what I look like, etc." He instead compares himself to Paul Newman, and catches the audience's attention in a more unique way. I also remember being completely devastated when Johnny died. It seemed so unfair that someone who cared so much - too much - was in worse shape because of it. Finally, I remember being so shocked that a 16-year old girl wrote this book. My fifth grade teacher argued that the characters were so well-developed that it had to be the work of a woman!

Later, early in my high school years, I re-read The Outsiders and I started slowly seeing more of the bigger picture behind this book. I kept thinking about what Randy said to Ponyboy before the big rumble between the Greasers and the Socs, "You can't win, even if you whip us. You'll still be where you were before - at the bottom". The Greasers constantly have an uphill battle to fight, and yet even right before his death, Johnny is hopeful. He tells Ponyboy to "stay gold" and to not succumb to the personality that the Greasers seem to feel they have to take on. For Dally, it's too late, and he ends up letting his anger destroy the best parts of him. Likewise, the Socs have a personality to live up to as well. Cherry Valance (sadly the only strong female character in this book) remains an individual despite the peer pressure. She manages to "dig sunsets" and realize that "things are rough all over". I started realizing that this book is really about choosing what kind of person you want to be in life. 

Teaching The Outsiders to 8th graders has been a completely different experience than reading it of course. I always made sure to get right into reading the first chapter out loud, so my students could see that this book was going to be exciting. In the very first part, Ponyboy gets jumped by the Socs, so that was always enough to get the students hooked. I found that in general, the girls loved the characters in this book, and the boys loved the fights. There was something for everyone. I had the most amazing class discussions with this book. We had endless debates about whether or not Johnny should have killed Bob, we dissected the true meaning of "Stay Gold, Ponyboy. Stay Gold", we compared the Socs and the Greasers to gangs around the world, talked about what it really means to be the type of person who notices sunsets, and what it means to be a hero. Knowing that Ponyboy is 14, and had experienced so much, always blew my14-year old 8th graders away. It never fails to amaze me that this book, written in 1967, set in Oklahoma, still manages to capture the minds and hearts of modern day urban teenagers. This story truly is timeless. People are constantly on different sides of issues and groups, and the stories of love and loss are so easy to relate to. 

When I sat down to re-read this book, cover to cover, I realized that I hadn't actually read the book straight through in years, although I basically know it by heart. I was awestruck again by how this book ends just as it begins, with Ponyboy sitting down to write his story. This book, although technically kid/young adult lit, tells universal truths. That's why it has stuck with me throughout all of these years. 

Julie


Monday, September 3, 2012

The Horse On The Roof

When I made my initial inquiry about finding a supposedly long-lost book about a girl living in Manhattan who convinces her parents to let her keep a horse on her apartment roof, I have to admit that I was picturing a long quest in order to actually find this book. Together, my readers and I would puzzle out the details of the book, slowly but surely. When I finally found it, I would know the book instantly.

Well, as luck would have it, within weeks of my first blog post, two friends solved the mystery for me. The book I was looking for, they told me, was The Horse On The Roof by Bob Wells. One friend actually brought the book to me:



Amazing, right? Well, here's the only problem. I discovered, as we adults so often do, that when you've been building something up in your head for about twenty years, often the real thing falls short. 

Don't get me wrong. I sat down read this book, and was instantly mesmerized. It's so wonderfully charming. Even though it's one of those books that when you start it, you know exactly how it'll turn out, you still enjoy every twist and turn along the way.

Melinda (like every young girl) dreams of a horse, and even though her family moves from the country to Manhattan, her Uncle Buck makes it happen. He rents out the roof of the building they are living in (twelve stories up), he finds dirt that no one wants, plants seeds, makes a pasture, and manages to raise $153.30 to buy the horse. I love how this simple need to have a horse seems to be universal for young girls. I know I always dreamed of having my own horse, and I grew up in DC where keeping a horse wasn't realistic, hence my initial connection to this book. Even Mrs. Pontey, the crabby tenant who petitions to get Marshmallow the horse off the apartment roof, finally caves - realizing that she had the childhood dream of having a horse as well.

I think one of the most magical parts of this book is that even though the story is fairly far-fetched, the author tells it in such a matter-of-fact manner. Having a horse twelve stories up in Manhattan? Probably never would happen. Yet often when I'm in the city, I find myself wondering if maybe, just maybe, there's a pasture with grass, flowers, a frog pond, and a horse and her colt wandering about high above me. 

So why has this book stuck with me throughout the years? Is it the message of the book, or the allure of the mystery behind finding the book? Something about the texture of the words in the book I remembered really stuck with me. I remember the experience of reading this book very clearly even twenty some odd years later, and I've always remembered it as an experience that added to my developing childhood character. I truly believe that books you read, especially as a kid, can change you, or influence you in some way. My childhood was so rich in books - books from my parents, books from the public library that we walked to every week, and books from my school. I imagine every book weaving it's way into the tapestry of the person I am today. 

The Horse On The Roof is everything it should be, and yet - it's not as I remembered it. I don't remember this book feeling so old-fashioned. Then again, I must have read this book in the early 90's, and the world has changed a great deal since then. I don't remember the character of the uncle at all, and Uncle Buck's twangy voice doesn't really ring a bell for me. Also, in the book in my head, the girl is really more of the sole instigator behind actually getting the horse. The way I remembered it, her parents weren't really in on it at first, and then once she had the horse up on the roof, she got her parents on board. I'm currently looking into the possibility that I'm just trying to poke holes in this book because it's different from how I remembered it!

So, there are two explanations. One - I'm just remembering this book plain wrong. Two - there is another book about a girl living in Manhattan who arranges for a horse to live on the apartment roof. Hmm.....

At any rate, it's good to know that there are a couple people out there reading my blog. Thank you for helping me in my quest to find this book!

Julie