The Poisonwood Bible

The Poisonwood Bible

by Barbara Kingsolver

Missionary Nathan Price along with his wife and four daughters have arrived in the Congo for a one-year mission trip. The year is 1959. Although they have planned for this trip and have packed all things they believe will be necessary - down to garden seeds - at the airport they find that they are allowed only 44 pounds per each person's luggage. Trying to lessen the weight of their luggage, they resort to unpacking and wearing every item of clothing they own onto the plane.

Once they've arrived, they find the Congo is absolutely nothing like they imagined. They are vastly unprepared for this climate. The seeds they planted are washed away by the torrential rains, the cake mix they brought for a birthday cake is ruined by the humidity. Nathan does not understand why he cannot baptize even one convert in the nearby river. What he does not understand is that no one goes into the river - ever - it's full of crocodiles.

He never seems to "get" that these people, native to the Congo, whose culture is drastically different from his own, understand the land of their birth. They have learned how to survive in this violent atmosphere. They know that the wisdom handed down generation to generation will help them survive the jungle where they live and the American missionary has no idea what he's talking about.

One thing I found interesting is that had it not been for the natives coming to the aid of this family, they would never have survived.

The story is told by his four daughters - 15-year-old Rachel (who hates everything about her new life); 14-year-old twins, Leah and Adah (Leah enjoys observing the culture, while Adah enjoys studying plant life and insects), and five-year-old Ruth May (who enjoys her childhood and playing with the native children). His wife, Orleanna who speaks in five of the chapters, is a southern woman who has been beat down by Nathan's sour attitude and an unfortunate belief that God is really on the side of her husband - no matter how wrong he might be and how much he has subjected his family to danger.

The story revolves around Missionary Price's uncompromising beliefs, his failure to understand the land and culture, and the political discontent and eventual uprising at the time.

After 18 months in the jungle, disaster struck. The young girls grew up overnight, and their characters seemed to solidify into their adult characters. As with so many long historical narratives, I found the ending to be rambling. This could be my own problem, as I found while reading James Michener's books, the first three-quarters of the novels were absolutely fascinating, then as he started narrating characters in modern times and I lost all interest.

Overall, I loved the book until the last few chapters.

A Lady’s Life

in the Rocky Mountains

by Isabella Bird

Isabella Bird was born in 1831 in Yorkshire. She was a precocious child, but both she and her father (a minister) were in frail health. Their family doctor suggested travel for their ailments. She had already written several books about her travels when she penned these letters to her sister.

The letters written in the year 1879 are about her travels from San Francisco through the Rocky Mountains and on into Denver - 800 miles on favorite horse, Birdie. During these three months, as she travels the terrain, watching the sunrises and sunsets, one wishes she'd had a camera; but her descriptions are so vivid that I'm not sure photography would do justice to what she saw.

She travels alone much of the time with only her Birdie. And even when she thinks that she can't go another mile, one step ahead is a lit cabin - a place of refuge from the cold and snow for the night. All cabin dwellers were welcoming. Even the men, including the desperados. I did not get the sense that she had many fearful moments from people - only the land and the weather. Her travels take place from September through December - and she only in light clothing. How she did not freeze to death at times is a wonder to me. She speaks many times of traveling through snow up to the horse's shoulders, trying to walk on ice or waking up in an "unchinked" log cabin with snow all over her and as she is cleaning out the cabin, she doesn't just "sweep" it out, she sometimes has to "shovel" it out.

Folklore has it that she had a romantic relationship with Mountain Jim Nugent - a gentleman outlaw. She had a relationship with him it seems, though in her writings romance is played down. In fact she says something to the effect that it would be easy to fall in love with him, but only a foolish woman would marry him. It is evident that they did greatly value each other's friendship.

I'm amazed at her bravery, her tenacity and her overall positive attitude. She definitely believed in pulling her own weight and while she appreciated help from men, she did not expect it nor demand it.

I would very much like to read her other writings if I come across them. As I started to research her before writing this, I found that after she left the Rockies and Mountain Jim died, she married. She again fell into ill health - until her husband died - and she began to travel again - around the world. Apparently her doctor - even way back then - knew what she needed. Because as soon as she began to travel, her health improved tremendously until her death at age 73 in 1904 in Edinburgh.

The Gift

by Danielle Steel

It's the 1950s, Liz and John Whittaker along with their children, Tommy and Annie, are living in a dream world, they couldn't be happier. Then tragedy strikes taking four-year-old Annie. The family is devastated. Liz and John's marriage is falling apart and Tommy is struggling.

Meanwhile miles away, Maribeth Robertson is getting ready for her first Prom. She loves her beautiful peacock blue taffeta strapless dress with it's little bolero, but her dad is throwing a fit, telling her that she and all the other girls who are going to prom are dressing like sluts. She finally returns to her room where her mother helps her pick out a navy blue dress with a white collar and long sleeves. She feels mortified, but desperately wants to go to the prom - even if it is with David O'Connor, a boy she barely knows, but the only one who invited her. Maribeth knows he probably couldn't get a date with anyone else.

Once at the prom, David goes in search of drinks for both of them, and when he returns after almost a half hour, Maribeth realizes David had had a few "drinks" before returning to her. She wasn't interested in alcohol and is realizing that coming to the prom wasn't such a good idea after all.

After sending David back for a "proper" drink for a teenager, she decides to walk home, but rests on a bench outside for a while. There she is approached by Paul Browne, the coolest and most handsome high school senior who offers her a ride home. It takes some coaxing, but she finally accepts the ride, and is secretly thrilled that he has noticed her. He suggests going for a hamburger before going home and she readily accepts. After they've eaten, they get back into the car and he suggests driving around for a little while as there is still time before her curfew.

I think she's never been on a date as she is giddy with the attention he is showering on her. They find a place to park and a kiss leads to other things and finally the inevitable. She is confused, happy and scared.

A couple of months later her biggest fear is realized and she knows she has to tell her parents she is pregnant. Of course, her father hits the roof while her mother cries. Her father sends her away with money to cover staying at a local convent until the baby is born. One month there and she knows she cannot stay any longer. She still has a few hundred dollars and decides to head for Chicago. At a bus stop, she eats in the diner. She decides she loves the atmosphere of the town and when she notices a help wanted sign in the window, she decides to stay. She gets the job and meets a young man.

Maribeth doesn't realize it, but she has a "gift" for everyone in that town, especially the Whittakers.

I'm not particularly a Danielle Steel fan, but I found this to be a lovely story of someone who's fallen from grace, finds love and redemption and then the strength to give to others.

Bye Bye, Sweet Susie

by David A Estes

Just before Jeff Timberlake’s mother dies, she hands him an envelope and instructs him to deliver it to an old friend in the town of Marlow, Missouri. This suits him fine because Marlow is on the way to St. Louis where he’s going to apply for a newsman job at a radio station. 

When he hits the outskirts of Marlow he sees a billboard that reads … ‘SUSIE McCORD DIED HERE’. The words pique his interest. Is Susie McCord a celebrity? someone he should know? He’s not sure, but one thing he discovers is the town folks clam up when he starts asking questions. His journalistic nose tells him something is going on in the city of Marlow.

David A. Estes has written 10 novels so far and I've read three of them. I love his Ozarkian style of writing, especially depicting the 1950s or 1960s as in this book. I enjoyed the interaction between Jeff and the people of Marlow. As Jeff noses into the town's business, I was waiting for someone to run him out of town. I thought it a tad unbelievable that he could solve a four-year-old mystery of who killed Susie McCord within less than a week though. But then sometimes those things are easy in books.

The Bell Jar

by Sylvia Plath

I know this has been reviewed by many others. But while the book appears on many of the must-read lists, I found it was one of the most depressing books I've ever read. Supposedly, Plath is writing about her own life and attempts at suicide masked in comedic drama. Esther has received a coveted six-week internship at a famous magazine publishing house. During a summer break from her college classes that are covered by scholarships, she lives at a hotel for girls - those what were prominent in large cities during the 1950s and 1960s. Even as she has her mental breakdowns, those expenses are covered by a wealthy matron. I find myself jealous of all that has been given to her and she seems to have no appreciation for any of it. In fact, nothing nor no one seems to be good enough. All she can see are the flaws of others.

It seems to me that when someone is continually looking for perfection in others while ignoring their own blemishes, they are going to be disappointed. The protagonist in this book tears down and dissects everything around her. This book seems to glamorize that depression. But then, maybe shock treatments were the "thing" back then like psychiatric and psychological treatments seemed to be the "thing" in the 1960s. I read other reviews of this book, I read explanations of this book, but the thing I wonder is if had she not committed suicide shortly after the publication of the book, would it still be a must-read?