As I mentioned in my previous post on All-Of-A-Kind Family, I enjoy historical fiction, or rather, period fiction. Nay, I love period fiction. I am fascinated by previous eras in history, and especially when seen through the eyes of young children or teenagers. So, you might be shocked to find that I did not enjoy Johnny Tremain, a novel about a young boy growing up in Boston at the start of the Revolutionary War. The book is well-written and the recipient of the Newbery award. The characters are fun and dynamic, especially the haughty Johnny. Maybe it all boils down to the fact that I do not necessarily enjoy learning about this time in history. Call me unpatriotic, if you will, but it just doesn’t fascinate me as much as other revolutionary times in the history of the United States. Am I disappointed that I didn’t enjoy it? Yes. Will I re-read it to try and gain a new perspective? No. Such is the life of a reader, stuck in the mindset we are born in.
If you have read this novel and loved it, please comment! It deserves to be recognized for the piece of literature that it is.
by Esther Forbes
Originally published in 1943