A Tree Grows In Brooklyn

If y'all can remember all the way back to May, I announced on here that I was going to dedicate the next year of my life to reading a very LONG list of books. The first book I read was A Tree Grows in Brooklyn by Betty Smith and boy, was it good! 

I wasn't too sure how I'd discuss the books I read on here, so I looked at other blogs for ideas. I didn't have to look very far because one of my regular readers, Jennifer at Books, Recipes and Life, OH MY!, has a really amazing book review system set up. Why reinvent the wheel, right?

Well, I hope I have Jennifer's blessing to apply her review method to this here blog and if she's reading this (I'm pretty sure she is), I'm hoping that maybe she and I can cross post reviews so our readers can have 2349587325070 book selections thrown their way. My fingers are crossed that this joint venture will go down the way I already have it worked out in my baby brain.

All right, so this is how this is going to work...I'm going to post the Goodreads review for every book I read and then add in my own two cents (which probably won't amount to much). For what it's worth, here goes nothing!

What Goodreads ThoughtThe beloved American classic about a young girl's coming-of-age at the turn of the century, Betty Smith's A Tree Grows in Brooklyn is a poignant and moving tale filled with compassion and cruelty, laughter and heartache, crowded with life and people and incident. The story of young, sensitive, and idealistic Francie Nolan and her bittersweet formative years in the slums of Williamsburg has enchanted and inspired millions of readers for more than sixty years. By turns overwhelming, sublime, heartbreaking, and uplifting, the daily experiences of the unforgettable Nolans are raw with honesty and tenderly threaded with family connectedness -- in a work of literary art that brilliantly captures a unique time and place as well as incredibly rich moments of universal experience.

What Danielle Thought: Here's a personal spoiler alert, folks: I grew up poor; like, mad poor. Okay, we didn't eat scraps out of garbage cans or anything, but we had it REALLY rough. My mom, God bless her heart, had to work three jobs to keep food in our bellies and a roof over our heads.

That aspect of my childhood made it very easy to relate to the Nolan family. We knew what it was to struggle. We knew how to keep moving even when life tried to grab you by the arm to make you stop. The dysfunctional support system of even more dysfunctional aunts and uncles was all too familiar to me. 

Despite all their hardships, little Francie Nolan-imaginative, inquisitive, quick-witted-kept her spirits up and pushed herself to be better than her birth dictated she needed to be. She and her brother, Neeley, bonded together to survive childhood and learn it's lessons instead of getting schooled by it. I was Francie, yo. Dead ass.

Okay, I don't know what else to say except that this was a FANTASTIC coming of age story set 2340958735 years ago in Downtown Brooklyn. You'll laugh, you'll cry and you'll wish there were another billion pages to the book.  

Okay, so about the next book off the list...um, yeah, well, I've already deviated from it because my homegirl, Nitzalie, could not stop talking about the Tales of the Otori series. I just started the first book, Across the Nightingale Floor, and I can't. put. it. down. I'm pretty sure that I'm going to HAVE to finish the series before I get back on track with my challenge.

I hope this first review wasn't too terrible. I promise they'll get better as I go along.

1 comment

Anonymous said... June 23, 2011 at 7:45 AM

OMGosh! Thanks so much for the shout out! I never think my book reviews are that great, but thanks so much for the compliment!
Good luck with the challenge! I definitely know what you mean by someone suggesting a series and it throws off all the other books you planned on reading.

Jennifer @ http:/booksrecipesandlifeohmy.blogspot.com

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