Sour Apples: A Novel For Those Who Hate to Read by Paul Jantzen
Publisher: Black Rose Writing
Genre: Middle Grade (8 – 12 y.o.), Historical
Rating: 3 Stars
Reviewed by AstilbeThe year was 1975, and that summer would prove epic for Jimmy Hamilton. Imagine, an eleven-year-old boy with an imagination so powerful that he uses it like others would use a compass. Jimmy Hamilton sets out for the adventure of a lifetime. But summer, with all its promise, throws him a curveball, and he loses his fort on three separate occasions to unwanted squatters. He comes to discover each new unwelcomed tenant proves more difficult to evict than the last. His plans have a modicum of success but each comes with unintended consequences.
Add to that mix, the prettiest girl his age, a baseball diamond, a groundhog, a snapping turtle, a boy with a heightened olfactory acuity, and the town vagrant and Jimmy soon finds his summer adventure is more than he expected.
Not every lesson happens in school.
Jimmy’s character development was realistic and well done. I enjoyed his adventurous and courageous personality as well as the fact that he was the sort of kid who would try almost anything once. One of his biggest flaws were the sometimes sexist things he said and thought about women and girls. Given the historical setting and his very limited exposure to other ways of living, this, too, felt accurate. While I hoped that he grew up to be more accepting given a few illuminating experiences he had with people who didn’t fit his assumptions about what girls should be like, I understood why he wasn’t currently at a stage in life when he was ready to think critically about such things.
It would have been helpful to have that same sort of character development for the secondary characters, too. Since everything was shared from Jimmy’s perspective and like many folks his age he wasn’t always interested in understanding other people’s points of view, this meant that readers only had small, brief glimpses into what anyone around the main character was actually feeling or thinking. Obviously, I wasn’t expecting multiple chapters dedicated to this topic or anything given how active and busy Jimmy was, but even occasional scenes here and there that dug more deeply into their personalities and interests would have gone a long way while I was trying to figure out what they were like as individuals.
While I wasn’t yet alive in this era, I did grow up in a family that didn’t have Internet access and sometimes didn’t even have a television for years. Boredom is much harder to come by when someone has constant access to such passive forms of entertainment, and the descriptions of the zany things kids come up with when they are left to their own devices were as relatable as they were funny to me. Yes, there was some risk taking and a few bad decisions involving wildlife, but there were also hours of fun to be had out in nature with nothing but a vivid imagination and whatever could be found in the woods to work with. That’s the sort of childhood everyone should have a chance to experience if you ask me.
Sour Apples: A Novel For Those Who Hate to Read made me feel like I’d visited the 1970s.
