{"id":1313,"date":"2008-06-09T00:01:03","date_gmt":"2008-06-09T06:01:03","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/blaine.org\/sevenimpossiblethings\/?p=1313"},"modified":"2009-02-21T22:05:52","modified_gmt":"2009-02-22T04:05:52","slug":"r-e-s-p-e-c-t","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/blaine.org\/sevenimpossiblethings\/?p=1313","title":{"rendered":"R &#8211; E &#8211; S &#8211; P &#8211; E &#8211; C &#8211; T"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/blaine.org\/jules\/grasshopper1.jpg\" border=1>I wanted to force this post into the <a href=\"http:\/\/blaine.org\/sevenimpossiblethings\/?cat=25\"><strong>Nonfiction Monday<\/strong><\/a> category, but it won&#8217;t quite fit. This is <a href=\"http:\/\/en.wikipedia.org\/wiki\/Nikki_Giovanni\"><strong>Nikki Giovanni&#8217;s<\/strong><\/a> and <a href=\"http:\/\/en.wikipedia.org\/wiki\/Chris_Raschka\"><strong>Chris Raschka&#8217;s<\/strong><\/a> brand-new adaptation of Aesop&#8217;s <a href=\"http:\/\/en.wikipedia.org\/wiki\/The_Ant_and_the_Grasshopper\"><strong>&#8220;The Ant and the Grasshopper,&#8221;<\/strong><\/a> and&#8212;to be sure&#8212;those fables of Aesop are lumped into the 398.2s. But, not only does this not qualify, I think, for the <a href=\"http:\/\/6traits.wordpress.com\/nonfiction-monday\/\"><strong>&#8220;facts first&#8221;<\/strong><\/a> mission of Nonfiction Monday, but Giovanni has also really elaborated on this tale, adding a new cast of characters (literally &#8212; the book opens with a spread which depicts our &#8220;cast&#8221;) and turning it into an argument for the respect for and compensation of an artist for his\/her work. I speak of <a href=\"http:\/\/www.amazon.com\/Grasshoppers-Song-Aesops-Fable-Revisited\/dp\/0763630217\/ref=pd_bbs_sr_1?ie=UTF8&#038;s=books&#038;qid=1212949204&#038;sr=8-1\"><em><strong>The Grasshopper&#8217;s Song: An Aesop&#8217;s Fable Revisited<\/strong><\/em><\/a>, illustrated by Raschka, and published in May by Candlewick. <\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Jimmy Grasshopper was furious,&#8221; the book opens. He&#8217;s complaining to Henry Sr., a bird who eventually becomes the counsel to Jimmy-as-plaintiff with his partners (Robin, Robin, Robin, and Wren). Jimmy says he sang songs and played music all summer for the industrious ants while they harvested their food &#8212; yet the ants are shutting him out from any of the rewards. &#8220;Even in the evening, when we were all tired, I played a melody to keep up our spirits. I never thought they would turn their backs on me. It&#8217;s just not right.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>But things aren&#8217;t so black and white, as it turns out. Henry Sr. is reluctant to take the case: &#8220;You provided a service they didn&#8217;t request.&#8221; <!--more-->Indeed, a contract for services was never provided or signed. Jimmy&#8217;s reply? &#8220;But they used it. They accepted my offer by letting me work alongside them every day.&#8221; Henry Sr. and his partners decide to take a stand, to take the case. Jimmy Grasshopper will sue for respect. <\/p>\n<p>Buzz about the case ensues in the woods. Judge Oscar Owl eventually forms a jury. Sammy Gnat considers Jimmy brave. Terry Termite thinks him foolish: &#8220;I heard him sing and play all last summer, and I don&#8217;t owe him a thing. I hope I get on that jury.&#8221; Court is adjourned, ready to hear the matter of James Ignatius Grasshopper versus Nestor and Abigail Ant. Opening statements begin. Giovanni invites us in to the hearing &#8212; every moment of it. Jimmy sits tall during cross-examination:<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>Am I not worthy of my bread? Does not the work of my heart and soul earn respect? I am an artist. Is there no place for beauty, no solace for the ear, no hope for the heart? Must everything be in the marketplace? Doesn&#8217;t the marketplace itself need and deserve beautification?<\/p>\n<p>Artists tell the stories that entertain and instruct; we tell the jokes that make you laugh, thereby keeping you happy and healthy; we describe the beauty of nature in ways that can make you weep with awe at the marvels of a Higher Power. Without art, life would be a big mistake. It is art that speaks to a higher good in us; it is art that reminds us our immortal souls should seek a higher purpose; it is art that gives us not only the words for love but also the reason for it.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/blaine.org\/jules\/frederick big1.jpg\" border=1>Are you thinking what I&#8217;m thinking? Not exactly picture book fare for the wee&#8217;est of children. Sure, read it to &#8217;em, but the text is lengthy and the themes heavy and philosophical. These crunchy, thought-provokers might fly over the heads of the wee. Read them Lionni&#8217;s <a href=\"http:\/\/www.amazon.com\/Frederick-Leo-Lionni\/dp\/0394826140\/ref=pd_bbs_sr_1?ie=UTF8&#038;s=books&#038;qid=1212948784&#038;sr=8-1\"><em><strong>Frederick<\/strong><\/em><\/a> instead, by all means, as a prelude. <\/p>\n<p>But, please: Save <em>The Grasshopper&#8217;s Song<\/em> for when they&#8217;re a bit older. This is an excellent text for discussion for your older elementary students, middle schoolers, even your teens. Or, better yet, take the advice of the <em>School Library Journal<\/em> reviewer: &#8220;This version would make a powerful reader&#8217;s theater for students to role-play following discussion.&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>What <em>is<\/em> the worth of art? How does art improve our lives? How should artists be compensated? Are artists just frittering away their time &#8212; at a price? (Of course you know my response to that silly question.) &#8220;Must everything be in the marketplace?&#8221; AMEN. I have tremendous appreciation for Giovanni slipping that in there in a world that makes every effort to turn children into rampant consumers. Even Raschka&#8217;s back-flap bio on this title provides further commentary: &#8220;{W}hile we know it&#8217;s a privilege to paint or to make music, we trust that it is also a right to be paid for what we do.&#8221; Then, in&#8212;arguably&#8212;the book&#8217;s most memorable line, Raschka adds in said bio (I&#8217;m going to make this large, because I love it so much), <font size=4>&#8220;{s}ecretly, artists dream of receiving the same respect as plumbers.&#8221;<\/font> <\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;m a hugely huge fan of Raschka. He does not disappoint in this title. He even rather <em>wows<\/em> with his earth-hued tones (but with sufficient splashes of lovely color &#8212; the &#8220;snowy, icy winter . . . underground buzz&#8221; spread with its pinks is a study in perfection) and mesmerizing lines, swirly movements, anthropomorphized forest creatures, all rendered in impressionistic watercolors. I do think that one character tends to blend into another so easily that one must really take their time with this title. Perhaps Raschka intended this; I certainly lingered over each page longer than normal. And the endpages? Breathtaking. Can we see more Raschka-flowers in future books? Please. <\/p>\n<p>What is the jury&#8217;s finding? I&#8217;m not telling if Grasshopper is granted respect (and fifty percent of the bounty of last summer&#8217;s harvest, which Young Henry of Robin, Robin, Robin, and Wren decides to seek as just and lawful compensation). That&#8217;s for you to find out. The very tail-end (no pun intended) of the book is rather tidy &#8212; fairy-tale happy and sudden in its bliss. But it still works. And so do the questions Giovanni proposes for thoughtful young readers in this contemporary adaptation of an age-old tale. As <em>Publishers Weekly<\/em> puts it, &#8220;{l}ittle litigants and their elders will enjoy mulling over the debate.&#8221;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I wanted to force this post into the Nonfiction Monday category, but it won&#8217;t quite fit. This is Nikki Giovanni&#8217;s and Chris Raschka&#8217;s brand-new adaptation of Aesop&#8217;s &#8220;The Ant and the Grasshopper,&#8221; and&#8212;to be sure&#8212;those fables of Aesop are lumped into the 398.2s. 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